Chapter 32

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Annie's POV

Niall was here. Oh My God.

"Don't you guys get it?" He said and ran his through his hair.

"I apologized already, what else you want?" He said  and paused again.

"How can you do that? You're gonna ruin the band..."

Why was he even with me? He should be with his lads at the tour, right?

And what were they talking about? Were they going to drop him out of the band? What the heck?

"Fuck off, you don't have feelings so you can't understand. And I'm not gonna waste my time talking with you and justify myself for leaving. I said what should be told. Goodbye." he ended the call and let a deep sigh.

I was crying and I had just realized it. I didn't want him to lose his job because of me... It was so unfair for him, I always brought him problems, but not this bad.

And as I was facing his back, he slowly turned and looked at me, his ocean blue eyes widened in surprise. His face was pale and there were some faint, black shadows under his eyes. He was exhausted and I couldn't imagine no one else but me behind his lack of sleep.

"Go ba-"

"No!" he cut me off and cupped my cheeks with his palms, touching his forehead and nose on mine.

"Niall!" I placed my tubed hands on his chest, slightly pressing him there.

"I've missed you baby." he expressed, kissing my lips.

It seemed like ages had passed since the last time we met each other. And that exact time, all the flashbacks came on my mind, reminiscing how lonely and depressed I felt the past few weeks.

"I've missed you more, but go back. Go." I kept telling him, but of course, he wouldn't listen to me.

"Hey I," he started coughing, "I have already chose now," he coughed again, "right?"

I shook my head. "Are you alright?" I put my weak hands on his head and my fingers started playing with his hair. He always gave me some kind of energy, no matter how sick I would get.

But...

"Is this..?", I was smelling him, "Is this cigarette?" I frowned and he just looked at me and then his eyes fell on the floor. Without even thinking, my hand buried into his pocket and I found two cigarette packets, the one had nothing inside and the other was half empty.

I tried to meet his gaze.

"Look at me." I ordered. He did.

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