This Love 2

chapter 45

Niall's P.O.V

She locked herself in the guest bedroom and slept in there overnight I don't feel like bothering her right now especially from hearing her last night. Piper slept in there with her, but she told me that it didn't help much because she still had nightmares.

"This is your fucking fault. Go down there and talk to her." Piper turns the television off in my room and Harry agrees with her.

"No. She's still crying probably."

"OBVIOUSLY." Piper is still being an asshole by turning my TV back off after I turned it on again.

"No, she's done this before! This is like, the third or fourth time we've been through this before. Cleo always does this! I know she can't help it sometimes, but shit.. her crying starts to stress me out a bit now."

"Well, since you already know why she does it, then go talk to her. If I don't get a good sleep tonight I'm kicking your ass." Piper squints her eyes at me and leaves.

**

We ordered three boxes of pizza for lunch and Cleo was in that room still. I know she's hungry. She just isn't going to admit it or come out since I'm out here. I was wrong to call her out on one of her flaws that I know she's still insecure about. And will probably always be insecure about it.

"What are you doing?" Harry asks as I take a box of pizza and walk out of the kitchen.

"I'm going to go talk to her," I grab two orange sodas and knock on the door.

"Cleo?" I put my ear to the door to see if I hear any noise. Thankfully I hear her clear her throat before she opens the door. She walks back to what she was doing before, not even looking at me.

I want to know what she is thinking about what happened.

"I brought pizza." I say as I sit down the box, then walk over to the door to lock it.

Cleo nods and scoots over whenever I sit on the bed.

"What movie is this?" I point to the television.

"Monte Carlo." She answers, eyes glued to the screen.

"Oh, is this that movie Selena Gom-"

"Shh! I like this part." I look at the TV and see two people exchange a short romantic kiss on their date that they're on.

"Do you want a slice of pizza?" I'm trying to start a conversation with her.

"No thanks. I'm not hungry."

"Yes you are." I chuckle lightly.

I know she's hungry because first off I can hear her stomach growling, second, she's glancing at the box every ten seconds. I saw her clamp her arms around her stomach quickly and run to the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.

I don't hear the toilet flushing, I just hear tiny whines. The door isn't locked, so I open it and see Cleo crouched down, holding her stomach with her head down.

"Get out of here." A few whimpers begin to fall out of Cleo's mouth as her body cringes physically.

"Are you okay? What's wrong?" I bend down and she stands up.

"Cramps." I follow her back into the bedroom and watch her sit casually in the bed.

"Are you sick or something? I heard your stomach growl and now your stomach hurts." The colorless lips that I'm staring at don't look like the ones that I'm used to.