This Love 2

chapter 5

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When You're Gone- Avril Lavigne

I'M SO SORRY THAT I DIDN'T UPDATE YESTERDAY LIKE I SAID I WOULD MY WI-FI MESSED UP FOR FIVE MINUTES AND SINCE I WAS ON IT, THE WATTPAD APP CLOSED OUT AND DELETED IT.  SO I HAD TO TYPE THE WHOOOLE THING OVER AGAIN!! AONDISBEMTYF

I'M TYPING ANOTHER ONE, BUT IT WON'T BE UP UNTIL TOMORROW AFTERNOON!

Alex's P.O.V

I nod and walk next to Piper. He's right there, so there isn't really turning back now. As frustrated, fuming, and pissed off I am at Niall, I did miss him, but it's his fault that I missed him.

The moment we stand in front of each other and make eye contact, I slap him. We stand on the side of the car that Harry and Piper are inside of, giving us a moment to talk. He opens his mouth to speak, but I repeat my action on his cheek. Niall catches my hand that was about to meet his face again and looks down at me, but I look elsewhere, so he bends down to basically give me no option, but to look at him. I want to slam his head against this car.

"I went to a bar and tried to drink my problems away, but ended up throwing glass everywhere and breaking down, then I got arrested. Cleaning up your scars was hard. It was even harder for you because I left afterwards.

The hours I was in jail, my cell mate felt strongly about women being mistreated. And that's what I did. I abandoned you in the bathroom. Both of us crying at the same time tore me up and made you puke in there because it brought back memories, didn't it?"

I continue to look away from him without answering him. The tone in his voice is deep and sounds like sandpaper. He's losing it, but I don't care right now. It can go out for all I care.

I'm trying, I really am trying to push my negativity away because it wasn't even a whole 24 hours that he was gone.

"You needed me and I wasn't there. Both of us were wrong. We rarely talk about "emotions" or whatever it is that you tell me about when you're in your period. Or "feelings", you tell me that too. I'll try anything to help you and our relationship, Cleo."

Why the fuck are my eyes watering. I can't even blink them back, my eyes are kind of small, so they can't hold much. He hasn't said anything so passionate to me before now that I think about it, if he has I can't remember.

"Please say something," Niall says still bent down, my head and eyes looking elsewhere.

"I understand if you don't want to talk to me, but I still love you, so I'll give you your space that you need." His freezing hands touch my cheek, but I move my head away.

I get in the front seat with Harry, Piper is in the backseat with Niall, I can see her flicking him off every now and then, making me giggle quietly and stop my silent cries. Harry looks over at me and I mouth that it's something Piper did.

In the shower, I use Niall's shampoo, it smells like him, convincing my mind that he's with me. My socks almost make me bust my ass in the hallway of our house, I carefully walk down the stairs, so I won't fall.

The smell of soup attracts me to the kitchen, it's Niall making it.. probably to help with his throat. I forgot that he was gone all day, so I'm fully rested and I went with Piper to get pampered and our hair done.

"Do you want some?" He looks over at me and I take the spoon from him, stirring the soup around myself. He tells me that he can do it, but I point to the bathroom. He laughs quietly, then goes upstairs to shower.

He smells like old peanut butter and socks and his hair.. right now, you couldn't pay me enough to touch it. It looks gross and smells just as bad as he does. Jail and the bar brought their stench on him, so he's going to wash it off and let the drain permanently take it away.

"Thanks," Niall gets a spoon to eat his dinner with out of the small drawer. I set the silver pot in the sink and grab an orange.

"You didn't do anything to it, right?" He asks me hesitatingly while I peel my orange. I smile and shake my head, no. I should have.. but I didn't. He's had it bad enough and I can tell by the way he quickly sits up if he hunches a little.

"Alright, goodnight guys." Harry says and laughs at Piper who is balling her fist up at Niall. She keeps telling him that she's going to beat him up if he doesn't get his act together. Harry scratches her red scalp, making her relax when someone plays with her hair, they go in their room and I'm almost positive that they're about to have sex.

"I'll sleep in there then," Niall gestures to the guest room after I turn around in the doorway of our bedroom and shake my head, no. As much as I should say yes, it feels good sleeping alone.

The smell of my hair makes it easier for me to sleep, I thrash around in the light airy sheets while my mind goes back to the jail. Peter getting out instead of Niall. I scream to the top of my lungs, scaring myself awake, throwing the covers off of my and leave the room.

Niall's P.O.V

I turn the lamp on whenever I hear a noise, but it gets louder, then stops. I know it's her. My hand pushes my hair back as I run to our room, but Cleo is already running to my room, the second my arms wrap around her, she's gone.

All of her built up emotions are gone out of her body and turn into nothing, but tears and small sobs on my shirt. Warm finger pads press into my back for dear life while her arms latch around me.

I hold onto her and walk back into the room, I'm glad I left the lamp on, so I can see where I'm going.

Bull's voice won't leave my head, I listen to him and put my hand on the back of Cleo's head, running my hand down it many times.

"I'm here and always will be, okay?" I bend down to Cleo a bit. She reminds me of my sister crying like this, she'd have the worst separation anxiety from me. Of course I would kiss my sister, but obviously not the way I would to Cleo, either way, it would calm them down a little.

The picture of my sister and I at the beach floats back into my head, but I swallow the growing lump in my throat to try to focus on Cleo, not my sister. As much as I love Cleo, my sister comes first on my list. I just can't believe she's gone.

Separation anxiety. That's exactly what Cleo has, especially since she doesn't have anyone except me, I'm perfectly fine with being the only one in her life.

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