I wake up early in the morning and I already smell a fresh pot of coffee brewing. I sit up in my bed and rub my eyes. I walk over to my suitcase and rummage through my belongings to find something to wear. I find one of Niall's white shirts and I debate whether on not to put it on. I put it on anyway despite my mind telling me no. I walk down the hall and enter the kitchen, I find Harry eating a bowl of Frosted Flakes. 

"Um..Hey" he stutters a little as I notice his eyes rake up and down my body. I feel my cheeks heat up and I wish I'd thought more about just wearing a tee shirt. I tug the ends of Niall's shirt, hopefully to get Harry to stop staring. He chuckles at my action and sets down his spoon. I turn on the balls of my feet and search through the cupboards, trying to occupy myself during this awkward situation. 

"Hey" I say slowly. I hate the fact of how short I am and my inability to reach anything, even the things on the bottom shelf. I sigh while trying to reach the box of cheerios. 

"Here I got it" harry chuckles. "Easy huh?" He says playfully handing me the box. I let out a little chuckle as he rinses his bowl in the sink. I take a seat on the small island counter, in the center of the room, and start popping my favorite cereal into my mouth one by one. 

"Do you want a bowl or anything?" He raises his eyebrow. 

"Nope" I smile. "What does it bug you?" I challenge. 

"No well kind of" 

"Come on! You can't tell me you've never eaten cereal this way" I giggle as he rolls his eyes. 

"I must admit I haven't" he smiles taking a seat across from me. 

"Okay well here, have some" I tilt the box in his direction as he examines it slowly. "Harry" I pout. 

"Okay" he groans, reaching his hand into the box. "Just one" 

"No come on! If you're going to experience it than take a handful" a playful grin tugs in my lips as he rolls his eyes and shoves a handful of the cereal into his mouth. "Like it?" 

"It's very dry" he chuckles with his mouth full. 

"Exactly" I giggle. 

[Niall]

"Ugh" I wake up holding my head. The bright light shining through my curtains is making me have a headache. It also didn't help that I bought a keg of beer last night and drank my wallows away. 

I miss her so goddamned much that I would take back every hurtful thing I said to her...but she won't forgive me, ever. 

No Niall. You need to stay strong, forget about her. 

That's the thing...I can't. 

She's on my mind every second of every day, I just can't stop thinking about her. 

She kissed Harry, she likes him...not you. 

Those thoughts consume me, he's probably with her right now and I know he's won the bet. He's won and he can have her. She probably gave it to him last night, but why would she? Why would she after what we shared the night before? 

You know the reason Niall. She lied to you about Liam, she probably lied to you about sleeping with Ronan. She's a liar, a compulsive liar. She even had your best friend lie to you and keep her biggest secret. 

My subconscious is right, as much as I don't want to believe it. What makes it worse is that my best friend Aedan knew the entire time. He didn't once bring it up, what wouldn't he tell me?

More importantly why did everyone hide it from you...

Did my mother know? My father? How many people know? 

"Why does everyone hide shit from me!!" I scream throwing all of my stuff around the room. I smash my lamp, I knock over my dresser, and I even tear down my Ed Sheeran poster in half. I collapse to the ground and just let out a cry...a cry that no one will hear, not even her. 

My worst mistake was coming back to this town.

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-ily xx