Chapter 19

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We're on Watford Colosseum right now. And I'm left in the room with Niall. Only Niall. I wonder why he didn't brought his girlfriend with him.

“So, we havent talked for months.” He said, looking at me while I look around the room.

“Yeah, two months.” I nodded, and didn't turned to face him.

“Come on Gab, look at me.” He said, pulling my arm so I could turn to him.

“What do you want Niall?” I said, in a moody way.

“Why Gab?”

“What do you mean?”

“Why did you break your promise?”

“Niall it's not my fault I fell in love with Harry.”

“But you promised.”

“I loved you for the past three years. 

You have taken over my mind. Every inch of my soul craves you. Your laugh, your smile. and your presence is so addictive. I've fallen so god damn hard that you wont be able to catch me. And then I met Harry, I thought that its time to move on because I know you'll never love me the way I love you.” I said, letting the tears come by my face.

“Why didn't you told me that you're falling in love?” He asked.

“I was afraid.”

“Afraid of what?”

“Afraid that we'll never be friends again. Afraid that you wont be treating me the way you do.”

“Did you moved on that fast?”

“Actually not. But when I met Harry, I tokd myself – it's time to let my heart love someone new. – Because the guy that I was fallung for is not going to love me the way I love him.”

“I was in love with you too. – I am still.”

“What?”

“Even though I have Kayla, I still love you.”

The words that Niall said made me cry more. I can feel my heart beating so fast its like my heart is going to explode.

“Babe, the show will start i–” Harry came in and I turned to him and he saw me crying. “Are you crying?”

“I'll go to the rest room.” I said, running towards the rest room and wiping my tears.

The rest room was beside the room where Niall and I were.

“What did you do to her?!” I heard Harry screaming.

They were both shouting and I kept on crying. When I got out of the rest room they're both done with fighting and the people were looking at me. Blankly. I saw Harry walking and I ran into him and hugged him.

“Harry.” I said, sobbing.

“Babe stop crying. I don't like to see you crying.” He said, hugging me tighter.

“Harry, you're on.” The producer said.

“Stop crying.” He said, wiping my tears.

“I love you.” I said, doing tip toe so I could reach him for a kiss.

“I love you too.” He said and hugged me again.

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