Twist In My Story


20. Getting to Touchy Subjects

April 7th


"So what made you come here, Morgan?" Harry asks.

"Yeah, and why were you all of a sudden together with Niall?" Zayn asks curiously.

We are all hanging out again today, but without the pink and the tiaras. Just a normal get together. After we couldn't figure out anything to talk about the other boys decided to put attention on me, which I absolutely hate...attention.

"Long story. I don't really feel like talking about it," I say uncomfortably.

Niall wraps his arm around my shoulders and lightly sqeezes my arm. He understands how hard this is for me.

"Please, Blondie. I mean, you haven't even told me," Sarah says sweetly.

I manage a small smile and sigh.

"Fine, but don't be surprised if I cry," I say.

Everyone widens their eyes, but nod their heads, understanding.

"Okay, so Jesse and I were together if you couldn't tell by now that we aren't. Anyway, Jesse wrote a book and told me we would move to London just for me if he made enough off of his book. Well, it happened and we stayed here with Niall. Then, that day, Niall and I decided to watch a movie after Jesse went to a meeting. I fell asleep on Niall, Jesse came home jealous, I broke up with him, now I'm here. Jesse actually came by the other day. Niall and Jesse got into a fight because he was coming back for me."

I grab Niall's hand and squeeze it, tears brimming my eyes. I left a few details out, but it's still touchy. I blink faster than normal to keep the tears from falling. Everyone just stares at me, not knowing what to say.

"Does the fight explain Niall's bruised chin?" Liam asks.

I give a little nod, instantly feeling guilty that I put Niall in that situation. I tink about telling them that Niall had more on his stomach, but I don't want to make it sound worse. It was all my fault. I can't help thinking that it was. I should have been the one to get rid of Jesse. I would have prevented a fight. But maybe there would have been one anyway.

"It's all my fault," I faintly whisper.

No one hears me, but somehow Niall does.

"No it isn't. Don't talk yourself into thinking that it is. Okay?" Niall says.


After many hours, everyone leaves and Niall and I are alone again. Now that I don't have anything to plan, I sit with Niall on the couch and lay on his chest. Niall is shirtless, making me envy him being in shape. I need to get in shape. I'm not fat, I just need a little more muscle. I don't pay attention to the tv as I lightly brush my fingertips over the places on his stomach where they used to be. After checking on him everyday because of my guilt, I memorized where they were. Niall relaxes under my touch and watches me.

"So, I've been thinking," I start.

"Oh no. We all know what happens when you do that," Niall says as he winks at me.

"Shut up," I say quietly as I laugh. "Okay, so, I was going to get a house soon and um, I thought about it and uh, I don't think I am going to get a house anymore."

"So, you are staying here?!" Niall says surprised.

"Yeah, might as well."

Niall's smile is so big as he hugs me and kisses my forehead.

"Awesome! Well, now I have something to tell you," he says as his voice drains all of a sudden from any excitement he had before.

"What is it?"

"The boys and I are going on tour in a couple of weeks," Niall says sadly.

"And you have known about this for how long?" I ask, a little frustrated that he didn't tell me sooner.

"A while. I just didn't want to tell you. Telling you would make it sound real."

I sigh and lay there on his chest for a minute, trying to think of what to say. I wish he had told me. Maybe that's why Sarah and Cheradyn are here: to stay with Brooke. I can't stay mad at him over something so silly though. I sit up and gently put my hands on both sides of his face and make him look at me. He looks at me like he is scared of what my reaction might me.

"Niall, I understand completely. Next time though, please tell me sooner. Two weeks just isn't long enough to make a most of the time we have left together."

I kiss him as I still hold his face and he hugs my waist, making me end up sitting in his lap, my legs on either side. It slowly turns into more of a make out session and Niall moves his hands underneath my shirt to my sides. I pull away, catching my breath, and move his hands away.

"Okay, this is starting to get between PG-13 and R. Let's not go too far," I say still taking deep breaths.

"Alright," Niall says before he kisses me one last time.

I get up and go down the hallway to the guest room, which is now officially my room. Niall follows me and when we are both in the room, he starts with taking my desk lamp and leaving the room with it.

"Niall!" I say as I run after him into his room. "What are you doing?"

"Since you are living here permanently, I thought we should share a room."

I smile at him, but take the lamp away from his hands.

"We can move stuff tomorrow, leprechaun. It's already almost midnight," I say as I kiss his cheek.

Niall gives me a pouty face as he follows me back to my room. I put my lamp back in its place and since I already have pajamas on, I get in bed. I look around and it seems that Niall has disappeared. I shrug it off and close my eyes. Then I feel him get in and wrap his arms around me. I turn and look at him. Once again he's shirtless, but he has pajama pants on. I guess that's why he disappeared.

"Quit being so irresistible " I say as I smile at him and cuddle more into him.

"I'm sorry. It's just natural," he says jokingly.

I roll my eyes and kiss him goodnight. I wish this would all last more than two weeks.

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