This Love 2

chapter 14

I DIDN'T HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO TRY TO FIND SONGS FOR THIS CHAPTER I WAS ONLY FOCUSED ON UPDATING BECAUSE I HAVEN'T IN A WHILE! I AM SOSOOOOOOOO SORRY! I HAVE BEEN BUSY WITH DANCE.

I HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY IT!

SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE AGAIN!

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Niall P.O.V

She's has been downstairs for two hours. I thought she was just going to get a glass of water or a midnight snack, but it doesn't take someone to grab something for that long. I slipped on sweatpants over my boxers and walk head downstairs. I automatically squint my eyes whenever I see the dim lamp and television light on in the living room.

"Cleo," I see her laying down on the sofa asleep with a blanket draped over her. The way she's laying is sure to make her get a crook in her neck. Cleo's head is propped up on a big pillow that isn't made to be laid on, it can be compared to laying on three bed pillows.

"Come upstairs, you fell asleep down here," I turn off the TV off and shake her back a little, still telling her to wake up.

"Stop." She shrugs away from my touch.

"Come back to bed," I try to pick her up.

"I came down here for a reason." She swats my hand.

"What reason is that? I've done nothing wrong to you."

"To get away from you. I'm trying to sleep, go away." She snaps. I go upstairs without even trying to understand what she's talking about. I didn't even do anything! We were having a "heart to heart" moment, then she left the room.

The next morning I wake up only because I smell something burning. I remember Harry told me that him and Piper were going out to eat at a new restaurant, then they'll meet us at the tattoo shop, but by the looks of it I don't think Cleo would even consider coming. They're already back by the sounds of it because I hear them downstairs.

"What color did you want the bridesmaids dresses to be?" I hear Piper's voice.

"Um, I haven't really though about it yet. I like really light pink, I guess." Cleo answers and I take the last step.

Cleo stays facing Piper even though she knows I'm obviously in the room.

"Morning," We all share with each other except for Cleo.

"You can at least act happy," I walk over to peck her and mumble rasp against her hair, then trail my kisses to her temple. If she wants to act mad, then so be it, but I'm getting the tattoo with Piper and Harry whether she comes or not. All Cleo is doing is being stubborn for no damn reason.

"You smell like peppermints." Cleo sarcastically smiles at me.

"Mate, are you still going to the tattoo shop with us? Don't chicken out," Harry laughs.

"Shut the hell up. Yeah, I'm going."

"Then, chop chop! We're leaving in twenty minutes." Piper shoos me towards the stairs.

I turn around when I hear the door open.

"Niall?" Why is Cleo up here if she's mad at me? I sit on the edge of the bed whenever I do my shoe laces a certain way I want.

"What?" I answer in a dull voice.

"I want to go to the tattoo shop." Her voice is a simple, yet sassy voice.

"What are you telling me for? Get ready, then. We'll see you there." I don't even make eye contact with her, I just walk to the door, but she grabs my hand.