This Love 2

chapter 48

Niall's P.O.V -

I woke up with the worst headache and Cleo reminded me how I'm supposed to do everything and anything she wants today, but all she wanted was to watch movies and cuddle all day. That was the simplest thing she has ever asked to do. It's been a while since we have actually cuddled together and I can definetly tell by the way she is bundled up in my side.

Cleo brought up a random idea that we talk to each other about everything. I talked to her about why she cuts and doesn't tell me how she's feeling, yet whenever I wonder why she's crying she will get agitated. Cleo talked to me about not expressing my feelings and how I don't listen to what she has to say..which isn't true. I do listen.

The main thing that I was worried to tell her was that I set up an appointment with a therapist whenever I found out that she cut herself again the other day. We're watching Christmas with the Kranks, only because she is forcing me, but it seems like a good movie. While we watch it I try to think of when to tell her about the scheduled therapy appointment.

"Hey, remember when we were talking about therapy the other day ago?" I begin and she nods, still smiling at the movie.

"I thought about how you know, you have a hard time saying how you're feeling, so you just cry instead. So, I booked you an appointment with a therapist." The way she glares up at me slowly makes me want to run, but she just stares at me.

"I can say how I'm feeling! I'm feeling manipulated by my own boyfriend. Is that good enough for you?" She says sarcastically and scoots over.

"I'm not manipulating you, Cleo. I just think that this could be good for you. Can you at least give it a try?" I stay calm during our small conversation and she's trying to, but I obviously know that she is pissed.

"Whatever. What time is the damn thing?" Her arms are crossed as she kicks back the sheets and goes to the bathroom, brushing her hair.

"Don't swear at me." I mute the TV. "And in two hours." She closes the bathroom door and hopefully starts to get ready. I wait downstairs on the sofa with Harry and Piper while they watch a movie.

It has been almost two hours since I've been waiting on Cleo, so I just wait in the car.

Another thirty minutes have past by and she still isn't down here yet. I open the door to get out of the car, but she comes out of the house at the same time.

"You're late..very late." I say as she gets in the car. Before she even buckles her seatbelt fully, I'm already driving. Being late is unprofessional and I know for sure she did it on purpose.

On the way into the building I walk at a fast pace, so that we won't have to wait for her name to be called very long. I have to wait for Cleo, so that we can both get on the elevator to go upstairs.

She wears cream colored mittens, a light pink jumper with a cream colored coat, and black jeans. Her black combat boots have snow on them and my black beanie is on her head, also covered in snow.

I see her trip over the entrance rug at the automatic sliding doors and nearly falls forward, but a man catches her thankfully. I'm not angry at the man for touching Cleo, he helped her.

In the waiting area, I wrote down her name to be called.

"Did you want to get something to eat afterwards?" I ask and she shrugs. I scratch her leg with my index finger lightly. "Hey, what's wrong?" Her eyes are watery as she shakes her head no.

"It's just a therapist. A female therapist. Do you want to leave?" I see her small mittens go underneath her glasses to cover her eyes once she sniffles quickly, then shakes her head, still rubbing her eyes.