Totally Not Me ( 1D/ N.H. / Niall Horan)

Chapter 14

Niall's POV
It's been two long weeks since my lunch with Cailin. We have barely spoken more than two words every day. I want to apologize and try to explain myself but I can't even get her to make eye contact with me.
I came up to the top of the gymnasium to clear my head. I sit on the edge with my feet dangling over trying to sort out how I need to make things right with Cailin.
"Niall?" A familiar voice yanks me from my thoughts.
I look over my shoulder to find Cailin. Tears are staining her cheeks. My heart aches seeing her like this.
"Cailin! What's wrong?" I ask as I quickly stand up and move towards her. Before I can process what's going on, she is sobbing into my shoulder.
"I can't do this anymore. I just can't do this anymore." She keeps repeating herself into my shoulder.
"Do what?" I ask but she doesn't seem to answer me.
"Cailin!" A deep stern voice chimes in out of nowhere.
I look over her shoulder and standing behind her is Brent. Cailin looks over her shoulder and back at me. Her eyes are full of so much emptiness and sadness.
"Don't come any closer, Brent." She says with her back to him in an eerily calm voice.
I step away from Cailin and take a step towards Brent.
"Look, Brent, leave her alone." I say holding my hand out towards him indicating for him to stay put.
"Cailin, Ryan is looking for you. Let's go." He orders her looking past me.
I hear Cailin softly say over my shoulder, "I can't do this anymore."
I turn to look at her and she's moving closer to the edge of the building. What the fuck is she doing?
"Come on, Cailin. Stop the drama. Let's go...now!" Brent raises his voice but doesn't move.
I shoot a glare at him and turn back to Cailin who is standing on the ledge, sobbing, and shaking her head. No!
"I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore." She says to me and leans back.
"No!" I lunge toward her...
I jolt awake. What the fuck was that? I rub the sleep out of my eyes and stare up at the ceiling. The sun is beginning to peek through the blinds. Thank God it was just a dream.
It is Saturday morning and I can't seem to get back to sleep although my alarm isn't supposed to wake me up for another hour.
Cailin is supposed to have her guitar lesson today. We have hardly spoken in the past two weeks. That part of the dream was true...that dream...it was so real.
I hop into the shower flooded with the visions of that dream. I can't seem to shake it. I wanted to help her so bad but failed.
I wonder if she is going to show up today. I hope she does.
Cailin's POV
"Jana, time to get up."
I groan, turn over, and throw my comforter over my head.
"Ten more minutes." I mumble.
"Fine. Ten more minutes." My dad sighs.
I drift back to sleep and he returns in what feels like one minute later.
"Jana, this is the last time I'm doing this. Get up or else I'm grabbing a cup of ice water."
"Okay! Okay! I'm up." I quickly sit up.
I dare not test him. He has followed through with the cup of ice water before. I don't advise being woke up that way.
I stagger into the bathroom and take a long look in the mirror. My hair is all over the place and I was too lazy to wash off my make-up last night so I'm looking like a raccoon.
I slide into the shower and lose myself in my own thoughts running through how today will go. I kept my lesson with Niall. My dad can't afford a lot and he bought them for me. I ultimately decided to see how today goes and if there is an issue, I'll just ask to switch teachers.
I just wish there was a way to make Niall understand. Dr. Lorenson keeps telling me that I need to trust people again and let them into my world. I need to stop keeping everyone at an arm's length and have at least one person I can be completely open with. That is so much easier said than done.
"Hurry up! You're going to be late!" My dad hollers through the bathroom door and scares me half to death.
"Okay! Okay!" I sigh.
I apply minimal make-up and run a brush through my hair. I slap on a beanie, brush my teeth, and throw on a hoodie. After slipping into my converses, I grab my guitar and head out the door.
"I think you'd be late to your own funeral." My dad smirks at me as he pulls out of the driveway.
I glare at him jokingly and we head down the street to the music store. I stare out the window as the radio plays. A new song from Ne-Yo comes on the radio. It's catchy and I like it. After it's over, the DJ announces the name of the song was "So Sick". I'll have to remember that one and add it to my library.
"Hey, Soul Sister" by Train fills the car as my dad pulls into the parking lot of the music store. I look up to see Niall entering the building. My anxiety begins to take over.
"I'll be here after your lesson." My dad pulls me out of my own head.
I climb out of the car, smile at him and nod. Walking toward the store, my heart is in my throat. How is Niall going to treat me? Is he mad at me?
I walk slowly into the store and towards the room where my lesson is. I am two minutes early. The door is slightly open. As I approach, I hear Niall strumming on the guitar...Wait!...Is he singing?
"And I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing you were still here..."
No way! It's that Ne-Yo song! I listen until he strums the wrong note and "Shit!" falls from his lips. I giggle softly and walk into the room.
His blue eyes meet mine and my anxiety takes over again.
"Hi." I say with a forced grin on my face.
"Hey." He returns my awkward smile.
A/N- Finally found some time to update. I apologize for the delay. I did get to see 5 Seconds of Summer and One Direction on the Where We Are. Absolutely loved it! If you haven't gone, go! :) Please vote, comment, and/or share. Thank you soooo much for waiting patiently for an update and reading! :)