Roomies

Chapter 100!

(LAST CHAPTER! I hope you've enjoyed reading this fic as much as i've enjoyed writing it!)

It was pitch black outside and we were sitting in the car on our way back to London from Hanwell. The country song "sometin' bad" with Miranda Lambert was playing and I was looking out the window. It was pouring down and I felt like it looked outside, grey, depressing and shitty. I heard the volume of the music get lower and I looked over to my side and smiled.

Ethan: You okay?

Stella: Yeah... as okay as it gets I guess.

He nodded and I turned back to the window, putting my forehead against it even though the vibrations gave me a small concussion.

*10 hours earlier*

The vase fell to the floor as I accidentally bumped it with my hip, walking away from Niall and his crying. It wasn't that I didn't like when he showed his emotions but it was starting to go on my nerves, the way he started bawling over everything now and I even caught myself thinking that if Niall was this way with Clarisse, there's no wonder she cheated!

Yeah, of course I felt bad about thinking that...

Niall: You always take the easy way out.

Stella: easy way? This isn't the easy way, this is the right way!

Niall: You're going back to him, aren't you?

Stella: When the hell did you become this jealous person?

I walked over to the door and grabbed my purse before leaving the room. I didn't want to fight but it seemed like that was all we ever did and I was tired of it, all of it.

I got out to the car before I realized that I couldn't just leave him there alone with no way of getting back home. Or I could and I wouldn't have to listen to more of his crying... No okay I wouldn't do that.

I took my phone up and dialed his number and surprisingly, he answered.

Niall: Sup?

Stella: Are you hungry?

Niall: I can eat.

Stella: Pause then?

Niall: Yeah, pause.

After Niall had watched an episode of "how I met your mother" a while back, he told me that whenever we fight and we get tired of it, we had to pause it. I could live with that right now but probably not forever.

I took a drive to get some food and returned an hour later, after taking some extra time to thinking about stuff. I walked back up to the room we had rented and opened the door; Niall was on the bed, talking on the phone.

Niall: Yah, sure... I have to go, bye.

He hung up when he saw me and put the phone on the nightstand then sat up on the edge of the bed.

Niall: Whatcha got?

Stella: Chinese, seems like that's all they have here.

Niall: well it is tasty.

I nodded and we went over to the small table with two wooden chairs on each side of it and sat down. We ate in silence and the thing that broke the silence were my phone ringing. It was lying on the table too and I looked down at the caller and sighed, which caused Niall to grab the phone and looked who it was.

Niall: He's why you were gone so long?

Stella: No, I just needed some time to think.

Niall: well you not gonna answer that?