My Secret Heart

Chapter 20

NIALL's POV:

"Just leave me alone Niall!" she yelled at me. It kept ringing in my ears. She wasn't ever going to believe me so I gave up, and I went home.

My heart hurt so bad, to think I hurt hers, and I didn't even mean to. It was all just one big mistake.

I got there and sat down on the couch with Liam.

"What's wrong Ni, you look down?" he asked me.

"Maggie, she saw me kissing a fan, it was all a big mistake. She doesn't believe me." I told him sighing.

"What are you going to do about it?" he asked as he took a bit of a apple.

"Nothing. I give up. If she won't believe me what's the point of trying?"

"Niall!" he snapped at me. "You love her, don't just let her get her heart broken on something you didn't even mean to do. Go and sort things out with her!" he looked at me with a serious expression.

"You're right! I'm not just going to let a little miss understand get in our way. I love her too much. I will go talk to her tomorrow" I said.

"Good idea! Now go and get some sleep it's nine and sounds like you have had a stressful day."

"Goodnight Liam." I told him messing up his hair as I scruffled it, when I walked by.

I laid in bed for hours just thinking about how badly I messed up and how I wanted to fix this more than anything.

Tears rolled down my face, as I thought of how Louis was probably cradling Maggie, comforting her. When that was supposed to be me telling her things would be alright.

I was hoping for tomorrow to come quickly, but instead time pasted very slowly minute by minute.

NEXT DAY:

I woke up, took a quick shower, ate some breakfast, and headed out the door to Maggie's house. I was ready to make her believe, what I was telling her, was true.

I pulled up to her house and knocked on the door, there was no answer. I knocked again and again and still no answer.

I went to the side of the house, where there was a small brick wall, for decoration and pulled out a loose brick, took the key out, and placed the brick back.

I quickly stuck the key in the lock and turned it opening the door.

"Maggie?" I yelled through the house. It looked like no one was home. I went to her bedroom and her things were tidied up. I went back to the living room and looked around then sent her a quick text 'I need to talk to you. Where are you? x'

I looked up at the fire place mantle and noticed the picture of us was moved and it was just glass in it, no picture.

I walked up the picture frame and picked it up. Then I looked down at what was lying not too far away from where the frame was sitting. It was one half of the picture of us, torn roughly down the middle. It was her, her gorgeous smile and her dancing eyes in the moonlight. As I picked it up I noticed there were dried tear drops on the picture.

Tears started filling my eyes and I dropped the ground letting them all spill out. This couldn't be happening. She left. She left me. My love of my life left, because of me. I wouldn't be able to live with myself ever again. I broke down right at her floor and sobbed for what seemed like forever.

I finally pulled myself together and got up, wiping my tears gone. I had no idea where she went, but I was going to find her. She might not still love me, but I still loved her and I wasn't going to let her run out of my life. She was mine, my princess. The only thing that made me feel happy. I was going to find her, if it was the last thing I do.

MAGGIE'S POV:

I didn't know where I was going but I was leaving. I was running away to leave behind Niall and Louis and all the drama.

I decided I would just rent a hotel for a couple nights, till I permanently found a house to stay in. The hotel I got was two hours away from where all the boys where, plenty far away for now.

I kept hearing Niall's words repeat in my mind "I love you" but I pushed them aside, knowing he didn't anymore.

NIALL's POV:

I called everyone and anywhere to see if they had seen sight of her, but no one had. I dialed all of the hotels closest to where we were, seeing if she had checked into any of them, but nothing. I roamed around town looking all over for her all day, not finding any clue.

It was ten at night, and I sat in my car thinking of where she could be. I pulled out the ripped in half picture, and ran my fingers over it. The street lights gave it just enough light where I could see the picture perfectly.

"I will find you baby." I said letting one little tear drop fall onto the beautiful picture of her. I quickly wiped it away and tucked it safe inside my pocket.

"I won't stop looking" I said to myself, right before I fell asleep.