Rebecca’s POV
Today I’m leaving.
Reality sunk in as I returned to the hotel room to get a shower. The bed was empty, the thought of who I had been with last night continuing to haunt me as I stepped into the bathroom.
I was met with tearful faces in the lounging area, everyone waiting to say their goodbyes. The look on Luke’s face even made my heart sink. Grace too had her exams and decided to take my advice on flying back with me as she needed to revise and Luke would be too much of a distraction.
Not that she would mind.
First thing on my mental to-do list was that I had to speak to Ashton. I swiftly walked past the others, without showing any emotions, and grabbed Ashton’s wrist, tugging him out of the room.
“Leave me alone!” He shouted, slinging off my grip.
“Stop being childish and tell me what you heard and what happened last night.”
“That you used your fake fucking feelings for me to surprise Niall and nothing happened”
“What?!”
“You heard me now go fuck off to your boyfriend!”
“Fake feelings? I didn’t fake it! What the hell!” I almost screamed.
“Please don’t throw something at me…” I thought I almost say him smile but it was soon replaced with a frown once again. “I still have feelings for you and you know it so you decided to use that to get away only to come back.”
“Who told you all this?”
“Michael…”
“Of course it was going to be someone who doesn’t know the truth.” I huffed under my breath “Listen Ashton I didn’t know I was going to be here this weekend, I genuinely thought I wasn’t going to see anyone until you finished touring Europe, Niall’s mum organised the whole thing! What I said to Sophie the day I left was true.”
“Bullshit.”
“Think what you like at least I know the truth.” And with that, I stormed back into the living room. The tears burned through my eyes as I tried to brush them away quickly, did I really make it that hard for him to believe?
I watched as people’s eyes followed me as I rushed across the room and out the opposite side. The sight of Niall calmed me and I pulled him into a hug. I was now sobbing into his chest whilst he tried to calm me further. It felt wrong to be in Niall’s arms after confirming to Ashton I had feelings for him, as much as he didn’t believe.
I needed to talk to someone about what was going through my mind, I needed to get it out of my system before I burst. Coming back was a huge mistake, even after the amazing memories of the previous two days it was still a mistake. My feelings only got worse and it’s going to break me.
Niall escorted me back to the hotel room I found myself in this morning, relief washed over me remember Ashton said nothing happened. I picked up my jacket and phone from the floor before leaving the hotel.
Fresh and packed, I had returned to Niall’s childhood house only to leave again via taxi, making my way to the airport once again. Everyone joined Niall and I at the airport, my watery eyes scanned for one person that I needed to say goodbye too. Where was he?
“Have you seen Ashton?” My voice was shaky from my crying as I asked Luke, who also seemed in the same state as I. His continuous vows of love towards Grace sickened me more, only reminding me that I didn’t know what love is. Niall’s voice played through my ears and flashbacks of the day I chose Niall span through my mind.
I grasped onto Niall’s hand tight, attempting to calm my hand, but it only caused Niall’s to shake. My heart ached as Niall left a soft kiss on my forehead, my eyes shutting and opening to his touch.
I was taken into Sophie’s and Liam’s arms one last time, our childhood memories warming my thoughts before I was directed onto the plane.
This journey is going to be long.
