Nobody knows

Juliet, also known as Louis Tomlinson's best friend since they were younger, goes to live with him and the boys. She's loved Niall since she met him when Louis was on the X Factor. Niall doesn't feel the same. How will Juliet, or Juli as everyone calls her, deal with this?


16. Am I Crazy

I opened me eyes and looked around. Niall was gone. I got nervous, what if I’m crazy and I just imagined Niall this morning. Maybe he never did come back and the sleep deprivation did that to me. Maybe I’ve gone mental.
I sat up, pulled my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them. I laid my head on my knees, wondering if if I really was crazy. I could hear the boys moving around downstairs. I tried concentrating on their voices, to see if I could hear Niall’s. Louis, Zayn…. Harry, and Liam, but no Niall. I stood up and walked over to the bathroom that was connecting Niall’s room with Harry’s. I turned on the cold water and splashed some one my face, shocking me awake. I looked at my pale face in the mirror.

“What’s wrong with me?” I asked my reflection. I didn’t look like Juliet. I looked… like a ghost. I was pale and I had bags under my eyes from no sleep. I dried off my face and walked over to Niall’s bed. I got back in under the covers and snuggled in imagining he was there with me. I closed my eyes. I could swear Niall was here.

“Juli?” I heard someone calling for me. I could hear the opening and closing of doors, “Juli are you home? You weren’t at the park.” It was Louis.

I heard Niall’s door open, “Oh, Juli….” He said sympathetically. He walked over to the bed and sat next to me on the bed. I moved around so I was laying on his chest and he was holding me.

“He was here.” I stated, “I saw him at the park, by the cherry blossom tree. We walked home together and then I fell asleep.” Louis rubbed small circles on my back.

“We fell asleep right here, he told me he wouldn’t leave. He promised!” I cried, but no tears came out. I had cried way to much these past few days.

“I’m not crazy.”

“What time was it when you got here?” Louis asked quietly.

“I don’t know,” I thought for a minute, “I think around 7. What time is it now?”

“It’s 4.” Wow, I slept through the whole day almost. I actually slept though. I didn’t wake up, not once.

I got off the bed, and stretched. I needed my phone. I walked over to his dresser, where I must’ve put it down before getting into bed this morning. I turned it on, no new messages. I went to my contacts and found Niall’s name and pushed ‘call.’

I waited for him to answer. It rang 4 times before it left me at his voicemail. I tried again, but I got the same result. Nothing. I sighed.

“He’s not answering. What’s wrong? Am I crazy Louis?” I fell onto my knees crying. I was crazy, I;m going nuts and there’s nothing I could do to stop it. Why me?

Louis got on the floor next to me, “No, Juli. Don’t think that. You are far from crazy. You’re just going through a rough patch right now.” He wrapped his arms around me again. I shivered at the warmth of his body.

“But I couldn’t have imagined that, Louis.”

“The body works in mysterious ways, love. It could do anything.” He said lightly. I heard the door open again, “Juli,” I heard Liam say. I heard him getting closer and he was soon on the floor with me and Louis. He had his arms around me too.

Louis stood up leaving me on the floor with Liam, “Liam, stay here with Juli. I’m gonna go talk to Harry and Zayn.” Liam nodded and lifted me up and laid me carefully on the bed. He laid next to me.

“Don’t cry love, you’re too beautiful to be crying.” I stopped crying. I needed to. I couldn’t let one boy ruin my whole life. We were silent. I could hear Louis yelling downstairs.

“We need to get him back here! This is driving her nuts!” Louis yelled.

“He won’t answer us, we tried calling him!” Zayn yelled back. I closed my eyes tight, trying to block out the yelling.

“I’m losing my best friend! This is killing me!” He got louder. I let a tear escape from my eye. Liam placed his hand on mine and squeezed it gently.

“Why’d he leave in the fucking first place?” Harry asked.

“You read the note.” I could hear Zayn yelling at him now, “He loves her, but you guys were dating. He couldn’t handle seeing that. She loves him too. They both love each other yet they don’t even know it.”

“Juli knows Niall loves her, but he doesn’t know she loves him.” Louis added.

“Well, what are we going to do?” Harry said.

“I have no fucking idea. She thinks she’s going crazy, she said she saw him at the park this morning and that they walked back together, and then they fell asleep in his bed.” I heard him groan. “THEY did!”

I felt bad for causing everyone else all this trouble, “I’m sorry, Liam.” I whispered.

“You don’t need to be sorry.” He smiled lightly.

“He needs to come back,” Louis yelled, “He needs to.”

“Can you,” I started, “Can you walk with me to the kitchen? I’m so thirsty, but I feel kind of weak.” I whispered.

Liam nodded and stood up before helping me to my feet. We walked downstairs and the boys stopped their yelling. Liam rested his hand on my lower back as we walked to support me. I walked into the kitchen and poured myself a glass of orange juice. I hopped up onto the counter and sipped my juice.

The doorbell rang, but I didn’t bother moving because I knew one of the boys would get it.

“Oh, thank god!” I heard Louis say from the other room.
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