Hate to Love in 5 easy steps!(One Direction and The Wanted Fan-fic)

Chapter 7

CHAPTER 7-STRESSED.

Jamie’s P.O.V.

I pulled away from Nathan. I looked he in the eyes and then back at the ground,

 “I’m so confused…I…need to do something…I can’t think straight…”a lump forming in my throat as I spoke.

 I walked away slowly my eyes glued to the ground. I didn’t want to look at him. As afraid fresh tears would stream down my face if I did.

I opened the door to my room and walked in side, locking the door behind me'. I heard muffled sounds, and then someone said, ‘I’ll go check on her.’ I couldn’t quite make out who had said it. I just hoped its wasn’t Sarah or Nathan. I don’t think I could stand seeing them. I slumped down on the other side of the door. There was a small knock.

“Jamie? Are you ok? Can I come in?” I heard a familiar Irish accent ring through the door.

At first I didn’t bother answering, I just sat there. Then I moved my hand to the door handle and unlocked the door.   I was shaking so much that it was difficult for me to unlatch the small hook. I opened the door slightly to see Niall.

“Can I come in?” He asked in a low voice.

I nodded slowly and stepped aside. He opened the door walked in and closed it again. He looked into my eyes and I could feel that my cheeks were again wet with tears. Niall just stood there; I walked up to him and wrapped my arms around him.

I could smell his cologne; I could feel his collar bone on my cheek. He just grabbed me protectively and stroked my hair. We stood like that for a couple of minutes before he whispered to me that he wanted to sit. I sat on one side of the bed whilst he sat on the other, crossed legs, staring into each other’s eyes.

“I need to get away for a bit, just an hour, I need to think.” I spoke softly.

“Ok, where are you going?” he asked.

I grabbed my phone and wallet.  “Somewhere I used to go to all the time. The show.” I stated, “And I was kind of hoping you would come with me?”  I asked not sure of his answer.

“Are you sure you want me there? Are you sure you don’t want Sarah-“

I cut him off “No, No, I don’t want to be near her or Nathan I need space, and they don’t understand. You understand me, you get me.” I spoke in a whisper.

“Ok I’ll come with you.” He sounded excited and proud of himself for some unknown reason.

We both grabbed then things we would need and walked out the door quietly. We ran to the kitchen and made our way to the entrance of the lounge where everyone was seated. Niall ran thought the lounge and out the front door. I followed him.

“HeygoingtotheshowwithNiallcan’tstayandchattalktoyou’slattergottogocya.” I said quickly as I passed them and out the door. (Just in case you didn’t understand that it said: ‘Hey, going to the show with Niall. Can’t stay and chat. Talk to you’s latter got to go cya. )

Niall had already started the car and pulled up to the front door. I jumped in and put my seat belt on.

“Well that was…entertaining.” He smirked.

 I punched him in the arm and turned back around to see our friends on the step watching us as we drove away.

Minuets later we pulled up to the show parking lot and stepped out. We walked straight up to the fairy floss machine.

There was a little, short, stubby lady that looked to be in her forties, behind the counter counting straws, for some odd reason. “What can I get you kids?” she asked realising we were there.