Recovery » nh.

14. Sadness expectation rejection.

A week later..

Caitlyn's POV.

"Caitlyn.." Niall shook me, trying to wake me up.

"Hmm.." I groan, I blinked a few times and saw Niall wearing a white shirt, 3/4 shorts, supra, snapback with backpack and another bag on his arms. Why the hell is he all dressed up?

"Where the fuck are you going?" I asked widely awake now. "We're having a fabulous break this week!" Louis barged in. "Uhh, yeah." Niall rub his nape, "So you better take a shower, pack up your things because we're going to our apartment." He continued as he walked to the living room.

"Whatever you say big guy." A smile plastered on my face so I quickly got my clothes and straight through the bathroom. Several minutes later, I came out from the bathroom, wore a red aeropostale jacket with hoodie and slipped through my skinny jeans. I went to the living room excitedly and called the boys. "I'm ready!" I yelled and we're now off to the boys' apartment.

One hour later..

Oh my, it's so huge, it really looks like a house. We got inside the apartment, I feel so excited to go to my room I need to continue my beauty sleep, that's cut a while ago, and as Niall pointed to my room, I got my luggage to the floor and went upstairs, as I'm about to open the door..

"Ahuh, we share the same room." I looked back at him and smirk plays on his lips. What?! I mean, again?

"Why?" I asked him, eyebrows rose.

"That's my room, duh? We don't have an extra room and I'll never let you stay at the couch, so you'll stay at my room. If you don't want to, you can stay with Harry or any of the boys' room, they have their separate rooms too."

"No, I'll stay with you." I said as I unlock the door. I put my luggage beside the night stand and scan the room, whoah. This is sick. It's so beautiful I mean. Walls painted with color blue with matching white, huge bed, flat television hanging on the wall, baby blue curtains and vases.. And a balcony.

I lay down on the bed and looked up the ceiling. I started to think, this past few weeks went great. Concert, off, bonding with the boys, teaching Harry to speak tagalog, and spent more time with... Niall. There's something with him that I can't explain. I mean, he is so kind, sweet, protective, and playful to me. He changed, a good changed. I hope he's okay now after Barbara broke up with him. I want him to forget about it and move on. I want him to recover and find someone else..better than Barbara. I wish that was me. Stop it brain.

I got up from the bed and looked at the pictures that hanging on the wall. First one, whole family. It's a childhood photo and he looks like 8 year old here or something. Perfection flaws in their blood, gosh. What is their secret and they look so perfect?

I moved and looked at the second picture, Niall and a baby boy, who is this? Maybe his cousin? "Me and Theo" I saw written beside the photo. He's so cute! The baby, ok? The baby is cute, not Niall. Niall was holding Theo in his arms and they smiled widely, they look like each other, dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. They're like father and son. I believe that Niall will be a good father not just good but a great father to his son or daughter. I smiled at that thought.

"Scanning my family? Wanna be part of it?" I saw Niall standing at the doorframe while smirking. I blushed. I didn't bother to answer nor face him because I know that I will never win at his argument. Instead, I looked away and move near the balcony. He didn't speak so do I, silent. The room filled with silent for a moment until I heard the door closed and footsteps coming closer to me but before I knew it, someone hugged me from behind, Niall. "What's wrong?" He whispered to my ear and I felt goosebumps, I feel secure.