One week. I only have one week left with Niall until I have to leave. He flew to see his family for two weeks and then came back so he could stay with me for my last week. He's so sweet. I wish this didn't have to happen. I have written out letters to him but each one doesn't seem to fit the message that I need to tell him. what am I going to do? All I know is that I need to tell him this week. Especially because I don't want to leave him with a broken heart.
"Hey babe. How did you sleep last night?" he came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Good." I quickly answered. "Niall I need to tell you something." I turned around.
"Can it wait until after lunch? I'm starving!"
"No. No, it can't. I need to tell you now so I don't keep putting it off."
"What is it?" he could sense how hard it is for me to say this to him.
"Niall, I love you so much. Nothing will ever break that." I put my hand on his cheek. "But, my management doesn't feel the same way about our relationship."
"They're making us break up." he looked as though this has happened before.
"Actually, they're making me break up with you and get together with Josh Hutcherson."
"What?" His voice raised.
"Niall, please calm down."
"How the hell am I suppose to calm down when I just found out that the girl I want to marry is forced to break up with me and go see some other man?" He sort of screamed.
"You want to marry me?" I barely got the words out of my mouth before Niall stormed out of his hotel room, I stayed the night.
I went to follow him but he turned around and snapped.
"When did you find out about this?"
"A couple months-"
"Months! You found out months ago and you tell me a week before you leave?" I tried to explain but he didn't allow me to. "Don't even try and make you look like the victim. You played me! How do I even know you meant what you said when you told me you loved me? Was this all apart of your little game? Get with me, make me fall in love with you. become famous, and then leave me? You are a gold digging piece of shit!" Tears were streaming down both of our faces as he slammed the door in my face.
I don't even know what to do right now.
Do I go after him? Do I stay here and let him cool off? Do I just leave early for my tour? Go to one of the boys? My family or friends?
I waited a bit and made sure he wasn't in the hallway when I went over to the door and knocked on it. Just hoping he wasn't here either.
"Christi, what's wrong?"
"I told Niall. I told him about the thing with Josh. Liam, what do I do?" He opened his arms and I cried into his shirt.
"Where is he?"
"I don't know! He just stormed off!"
"Ok, hold on a second." he picked up his phone and called somebody, "Zayn, Christi and Niall got into a little fight. She said he stormed off. Go out and look for him. I'll make sure she's ok.... Thanks man." and he hung up. "I just called Zayn to make sure he isn't doing anything he will regret." He told me.
"Liam, I'm so fucking lost in my life right now. I have no idea what I should do. We were fine and then I told him and he was like, 'the girl I want to marry is going to be seeing another man?'"
"He told you he wanted to marry you?"
"I don't know if he actually meant it."
"Trust me, he does. He took me to pick out a ring for you. He never got one but he has ideas."
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