A New Turn

Chapter 44

BRI POV

"Where are we going?"

This question kind of hit me like a train. I didn't know what to tell Niall. Yeah, of course, I still had feelings for him, I wouldn't deny that fact. But I didn't think that I still loved him. Those feelings were beginning to shift towards Luke.

But how could I tell him that? How could I tell him that I didn't love him anymore? How could I tell him that I was seeing someone that he had just began getting to know? Especially, after I had just made out with Luke in front of him.

"I dunno Niall, but I don't think we're going far in the romantic department." I couldn't think of a better way to word it.

"Why not?" I swear Niall was trying to force the words of 'I'm dating Luke' out of my mouth. He sounded so upset, and that was killing me.

"I don't think I love you anymore Niall." And that was when he stood up and didn't take another look at me. I can't believe that he still loved me.

"Niall, wait." I yelled down the hall as he headed towards the stairwell. Considering that the elevator was only a few feet away from us, I assumed very well that he wanted to get away from me, and probably never see me again.

"It's ok Bri." He turned around immediately to look at me. His tears had begun again. "Don't worry about me. Have a nice life." And he opened the door, and bolted up the stairs.

That comment felt as bad as having a bullet straight through my brain. 'Have a nice life', his Irish accent ringing through my ears with his string of words. Despite the fact that I didn't love him anymore, it hurt like hell. The way he said it though, just seemed to make everything worse.

I eventually headed back into the hotel room where the gang sat. Each pair of eyes darted to me, but mine stayed firmly glued to the floor.

"Bri, what's wrong?" Claudia asked me, concern embedded into her voice. I hadn't noticed a few small tears trickling down my cheeks until now.

"Um Niall and I are done. For good." I felt really awful saying this and crying in front of Luke. I was making it very clear that I still had feelings for Niall. I couldn't imagine what he was thinking of me right now.

"What happened?" Luke chimed in, and I really wished he hadn't.

"Um not much. But Niall stormed off."

"Where is he?" Louis asked me, very concerned for his best friend.

"Um I don't know. He went up the stairs though."

"Excuse me." Louis excused himself, stood up pretty quickly and headed towards the door. He patted me on the back as he went passed, but he seemed pretty focused on Niall. It was just making me feel so much worse, what I did to Niall.

"I'm gonna go." I stated, not looking back or saying goodbye to anyone. I couldn't bear to stay in the room anyone longer than I had to.

I turned the doorknob and opened the door for myself. I didn't look back at anyone to see if they were looking at me. I didn't care.

That was when I felt a hand on my shoulder. One that felt familiar. One that felt warm and cold at the same time.

I quickly turned around to see Luke's gorgeous eyes staring into mine. I know that he wanted to hear the true story of what happened with Niall, but to be honest, I didn't exactly want to tell him yet. He must be still hating me for the tears I shed back in the room, for the man that I used to be with.

He shut the door behind himself and moved his hand from my shoulder to my wrist. His eyes were more compelling than ever. His eyes alone were going to make me spill.