Issues Inc. | AU

|Stockholm Syndrome|

Niall's P.O.V
I held on to the seat tightly as Ryan flew to Louis' and Riley's house she was, surprisingly concerned that something was going to happen to Riley. Maybe she was overreacting about the Eleanor thing just to pull me into Riley and Lou's house and confess my love for her.

"Get out the car Niall!" I jumped up and rushed to the door with her. I looked around as Ryan fumbled with the keys, a silver car caught my eyes. It looked a lot like Eleanor's but it could be another one of Louis' cars.

The lights were dim and candles lit everywhere in the house. Of course we had to walk in at this time because, Riley was in trouble. In trouble my ass, this was a set up.

We walked up the steps and Ryan pushed through the door, Louis and Riley were sleeping. Louis shot up from the bed and turned the light on, he wiped his eyes.

"What are you guys doing here?." Ryan looked around like she was looking for an answer in the house. I huffed and answered Louis' question.

"And she thought that Eleanor was here trying to get you out of your relationship with Riley and were here and Riley's there and Eleanor is not here." Ryan looked confused and stared at Louis. I guided her out the room and waved to a very confused Louis.

I hopped back in the car and looked at Ryan, she stared into space and drove off. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine.."

"Are you sure, because I don't want you to not pay attention while you drive home, are you going anywhere else?" Ryan shrieked and threw her hands up in the air, fumbling for her phone.

"Shit, Zayn I forgot I was having problems and I-" Ryan's face dropped as she listened more, "Oh ok thank you bye."

Ryan's POV
"What, who was it?" Niall asked me

"Doniya, she's with Zayn and he can't talk right now, I should've known he's way too good to be single." I bit my lip to hold in any tears about to flow.

"No, Ryan."

"Niall I'm fine, really Ill se you tomorrow."
I waved as he got out the car. As soon as I got home all the emotions came out, I left my heart by the door and took my sadness to bed with me. I didn't want to face anyone tomorrow.

Nor do I want them to face me.

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-Rain