Recovery » nh.

41. Fight & kisses.

Caitlyn's POV.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He asked me once more, he took a glance at me and back to the road. Taking a deep breathe, he run his fingers through the locks of his hair as he continue to drive his-Eleanor's car.

"I am, don't worry." I calmly replied, he's been so high-tempered since the incident happened in the club earlier.

"Don't worry? How can I 'don't worry' when I saw you dragging up by a drunk wasted fucking guy!?" He raised up his voice a bit.

"Well, when you didn't celebrate your birthday on that kind of place or at least you're around on that fucking club then I guess that wouldn't have happened!" I barked at him.

"Well, at least be careful and don't wear slutty dresses!" His tone still haven't changed. Did he just call me a slut? Ouch, I wasn't expecting that.

Just because I'm wearing a skirt and a tank top does it mean I'm a slut?

"Stop the car." I said in a serious tone, staying up with him in this damn car makes the air I am breathing become thinner.

"And where do you think you're going? Run away from me again?" He said, taking a glance at me with every question he asked.

Run away? Did I run away from him? What the hell is wrong with him? He's acting so crazy.

"What are you talking about?" I raised my eyebrows in confusion.

"You didn't even told me where you went, you didn't reply my messages or at least answered my calls!"

"That's because you're cheating on me!" I said without thinking.

"Che-cheating?! Are you serious?" His voice was harsh and loud.

"I heard you on the phone earlier!" I rolled my eyes and looked outside.

"Seriously Caitlyn? I'm talking to my mom! And I'll never ever ever cheat on you! Note that." He is now angry, completely mad at me.

"Bullshit." I heard him cursed in a low tone. I'm such a fucked up.

The remaining minutes on the road was silent, no one dares to speak up until we finally reached our hotel we're going to stay at.

Niall opened the door, not saying any single word as he let me came inside first. What a gentleman. This is what I like the most about Niall, even though we had so many ups and downs, he never forget how to treat girls right. He never forget how to treat me right.

I jump on the white huge comfy bed while he went directly to the bathroom, he's gonna throw up I think.

I switched the light off and pulled the covers over my body, not caring if I'm going to sleep with this slutty dress.

..

It was two o'clock in the morning when I suddenly woke up, the room was still dark and the only light I can see was the street light outside.

I felt there's a huge weight over my belly and I recognized it was Niall's arms, laced around me.

Minutes passed by, my eyes were so wide and I can't go back to sleep due to the repeating sound of my stomach. Until I realize I haven't eaten anything yet since the afternoon, only a glass of water and three pieces of banana I ate yesterday morning.

My mind started to fancy some pizza and burger stuff, I will find a pizza or burger shop down the road.

Sigh, I gently remove his hands around my waist and stand up. I walked to the bathroom first to remove my smudged make up. After I cleared my face, I walked out of the bathroom and grabbed my purse, ready to find something to eat. When I was about to open the door, a raspy voice spoke and, the dark room I am going to leave became bright as the sun.