If we could only have this life for one more day.

Amelia is a 19 year old girl, spending two months at her brother Ben in London. She wants to live the fullest and hopes she can make it in London. As soon as she realise that her brother is dating Gemma, Harry´s sister, things are going to change.


27. change.

I am standing at the door looking at Niall and some girl. She is ginger, long curly hair falling on her shoulders.

“Ehm, Niall, someone is staring at us”, said that girl when Niall turned around and realised it was me.

“Oh my God, I can´t believe you´re here Am, what are you doing here?”, his arms suddenly reaching for my back. I don´t really know what is going on, and who is that girl so I am just standing here, saying nothing.

“Oh, this is Marie, she is our new stylist…”,he nervously ran through his hair and pointed at that girl. I don’t really know what to think, is he cheating on me? I know we haven’t seen each other for such a long time, but I don’t think he would consider us as single individuals.

“I-I came here today, I wanted to surprise you, because ehm, I got a job here, in London, and I am moving in this week…”, I finally found some words.

“But that’s incredible news! I am so so happy, I really am!”, 

“Well, ehm, I just wanted to, stop by and tell you, I should probably go…”, I turned myself towards the exit and went outside. I am about to cry in a few seconds. He was with some fucking ginger, in the studio, late at night. I picked up a box of cigarettes from my pocket and lighted one in my mouth.

“Amelia, wait! What are you doing, why did you run away? What is wrong?”, suddenly Niall appeared outside the building.

“What is wrong? Seriously, you are asking me what is wrong. I don’t know Niall, what is wrong? What the fuck is wrong about the fact, that you were with a girl in a studio, late at night? But wait, wasn´t it Zayn? I don’t now, maybe his hair turned ginger lately..”, I angrily said and breathed a smoke.

“Jesus fuck Amalia, it´s nothing, Marie is just a new stylist or ours, she called me she needed to talk, so I just told Zayn if we can write tomorrow so I can help Marie, it´s nothing really”, he laughed a bit.

I don’t know what to say to him. I was so excited to see him, to talk to him, but he just ruined it. He fucking ruined it.

“Please don’t be angry at me. I did nothing wrong I swear, please Amalia, say something”.

“I don’t know what to say, I just wanted to see you…”,

“You do see me Am! Now we can be together and get things back how they used to be, I´ll take you to Ben´s, you can take your bags to my place, what do you think?”, he took my hand and press his chest against mine.

“I don’t know, I think I want to be with Ben for a while..”,

“Oh, alright then, it´s okay, I get it, I really do. Just let me drive you home, please”,

“What about Marie, who will take her home?”,

“I don´t know, she can take a taxi, just wait for me, here, these are my keys, wait for me in the car, I need to go inside and tell Marie we´re leaving”,

“Okay”, I took his keys and went to sit in his car.

He still hasn’t come back. It is not like I don’t believe him, the thing is, I get we were apart for months, I don’t really have the power over him anymore, he is an adult, he can have friends, even though they´re girls…oh here he is. Standing with Marie next to a taxi, she is gently grabbing his hand when he shook and opened her a door. I hate this girl.


“Hey, I am back!”, he sit on the driver seat and turned the engine on.

“Yeah, you are…”, I murmured and watched the whole time outside the window of his black Range Rover.


“We are here, well I should probably go..”, I grabbed my bag,

“Wait, I just want to know that everything is okay between us, that nothing has changed”, he looked into my eyes.

I don’t know what to answer. Something has definitely changed, after what I saw with Marie, things aren’t so bright between us anymore.

“Nothing has changed”, I said with an anger in my voice.

I lied.

“I love you Amalia”.

“I love you too”.

Then we kissed. It wasn’t one of those kisses where you have to beg for more. It was a “something to prove myself kiss”. He needs to prove himself everything is good, he always does. He can´t handle the cruel reality.

I looked into his eyes and I know that something is wrong.


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