The Girl Next Door

Mia has just moved into a new apartment in London and her neighbor happens to be Liam Payne. She thinks she has fallen for his friend Niall, until Liam gets involved and things get complicated.
Niall or Liam? Niall or Liam?
Will she end up with one of them or none?
Will she be able to escape her past and have a chance at romance?
Or will she stay 'just The Girl Next Door...


42. The fear.

Mia's P.O.V

"Mia, you've been quiet for a really long time, are you ok?" Zayn asks me, concern in his voice. 

"Yeah, um sorry, just thinking." I reply quietly. 

"Well, I was saying that you're going to have to bring yourself to do it, because if you don't it will eat you up inside and you'll regret it. Trust me." Zayn tells me. 

"I know." I say, nodding my head "I know and you're right and I am going to." I tell him. 

"Mia, that's great, really." He says, hugging me. 

"I know," I say, hugging him back. 

"But what am I going to do about Liam?" I ask Zayn, pulling out of the hug as soon as the thought occurred to me.

"Liam's not going to do anything to mess it up or you and Niall." Zayn tells me, "He's a good guy and he wouldn't do that to you guys. I'll talk to him. You just focus on making things right with Niall." Zayn says.

This makes me feel a little better and I stand up. "Well I should go." I tell him, "You're a life saver." I say, pulling him into a hug and kissing him on the cheek, "Seriously thanks." 

"It was nothing." He says, modestly. 

"No it wasn't. Thank you." I say, pulling out of the hug and leaving his apartment. "Bye!" I call back as I run through the halls and outside to my car, driving home, my head now clear. 

I finally arrive at my building, I put the car in park and rest my head on the steering wheel. 

I can do this. 

I just have to walk in there and tell him the truth. 

The whole truth. 

That is if he's still there.

I take the keys out of the ignition, grab my bag and get out the car, slamming the door shut behind me. I flinch at the sound of the slam and lock it before walking through the door, adrenaline rushing through me, I run up the stairs two at a time, the way I would when I was a kid. 

I reach the door of my apartment and let myself in. 

Niall's P.O.V 

After Mia walked out I sat down, running my hand through my hair.

If this was one of those sappy romantic comedies then I would chase after her, I would run down the street searching and when I finally found her she would be crying, she would say she loved me back and then we would share a passionate kiss as it starts to rain and nothing else would matter but the two of us, sharing that moment.  

But all that is bullshit. 

Because what those stupid romantic comedies don't tell you is how it feels when you finally tell a person that you love them and they say what, and you let them slip away from you. You let them run away because you know that in reality there's nothing you can do or say to stop them. 

The woman I love.

The words escaped my lips before I could stop them, and even though I regretted it as soon as I saw the look on her face, I repeated it anyway. 

I love you. 

God, what was I thinking? The most important part of a relationship is the "I love you" return and if you don't get that return then it becomes awkward and weird and over. 

I don't want it to be over. 

I know its true, I know that I love Mia. I know that now. And I want to be with her. 

But I don't think she feels the same way. 

I buried my head in my hands and soon enough the tears come, flowing freely down my cheeks, I let them come. 

Because I'm tired of hiding it. 

I don't want to have to hold back my emotions. I don't want to be afraid that she doesn't feel the same way. 

I just want to be with her. 


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