It's 3 o'clock in the morning and no one has found me yet. I figure that the paps are gone so I walk down to the hotel's gym. I'm doing everything in that place and I'm worn out. I down two energy drinks and continue to work.
I ran on the treadmill for at least an hour and did about a million squats and sit-ups. My muscles are killing me and are about to give out on me so I go to the locker rooms and jump in the shower.
The water is hot and my cuts are stinging. It hurts like hell but it feels so good. My eyes are bloodshot from crying and having absolutely no sleep. I end up sitting down in the middle of the tile and I let the water run over my body.
Unfortunately at this hotel. The showers are timed and after an hour my source shuts off. I hug my knees to my breasts and begin to cry in the corner. This time I don't know why I'm crying. It doesn't matter though, I needed it out.
It's probably about nine in the morning and familiar voices are calling my name. Someone finally comes into the shower room and looks around.
"McKenzie?" I hear Niall say sympathetically. He must've heard my whimpering because he opened my curtains first. I was cold, naked, and tired. My body was shaking. He took my hands and pulled me to my feet not once looking at any other feature than my face. He unfolded a towel and wrapped it around my skinny body. Then, he just hugged me. I loved his warm body against my freezing one.
He then brought me a dress I had packed and dried my hair. I gripped his hand tightly as we walked out of the locker rooms. It was too silent so I broke the silence with my words.
"I didn't get any sleep last night."
"Oh, erm, yeah me neither. I was worried about you. I wanted you with me." He said with his blue eyes resting on mine. And that was it, I couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Niall," I said rather loudly.
"Yes babe?" He asked with a giant grin across his face.
"I need to talk to you. In the room. Um,
It's really important." My words are quick and short and not for a moment would I slow down my steps.
"Erm, alright." He talked to me confidentiality but I knew he was worried.
When we got into the room it was quiet. Good. We were alone. Now how am I gonna say this? I didn't know but it all came out in one big jumble.
"Harry slept with me last night and I let him for a minute. I thought it was you. I was having a nightmare."My eyes filled with tears and I attempted to gather myself. "I'm so sorry." I whispered as my head fell into my rough hands.
"Woah, woah, woah. It's okay. It's fine you didn't know, and I know you were scared." He was trying to make the situation better on his behalf but his mind was still pissed at his best band mate. "Come on now. You must be tired?" He dragged me to his room and we plopped on the bed. It was super comfortable and him being there made it even better. He fell asleep first, so I scooted up as close as possible and smushed my face against his neck and swung my leg over his hip.
"I love you so much babe. Thank you for everything you've given me. It's been a great trip but I have to leave now. I can't live with my past haunting me. I'm sorry. Bye." I whispered into his chest. Then, I grabbed one of his ties and went into the bathroom.
"Here goes nothin." I tell myself and then I jump off the tub.
