I must have driven around town for hours, tears flooding from my eyes once more making it hard to see the road I was driving on. Anger boiled within my stomach I wanted to hurt him as much as he hurt me the only thing that was calming me was the scent from Niall’s hoodie.
Without thinking the next thing I knew I was parked outside Niall’s apartment. Grabbing my bag I climbed out of the car and knocked on his front door. The door opened to reveal Niall on his phone “No Harry, Yes, if I see her I’ll tell her, okay go get some sleep I’ll call you later” Niall put his phone down “Wow you look shit” He beamed at me “You always knew how to charm the ladies” I smiled back. “Just being honest” He laughed deeply taking my bag and letting me come in. “Wow two times in one day, what did I do to earn this pleasure?” Niall questioned, but I knew he already knew the answer pulling me in for a hug he held me there for what seemed hours. “What would you tell me?” I questioned unravelling myself from his hug “Huh?” He looked confused and it was cute. “You were on the phone to Harry and you said ‘Yes, if I see her I’ll tell her’” I did my best Irish accent trying to imitate Niall which had him in fits of laughter by the end “Why did you say that in an Indian accent?” He began laughing again; slapping he shoulder I ignored him “Stop avoiding the question Horan!” But his laugh over powered what I was saying and began to make me laugh, so here we are just standing here in fits of laughter laughing at each other’s laughs.
A good ten minutes later Niall had finished laughing and wiped away the tears that formed in his eyes “Oh God don’t ever try to imitate me again, anyway on a serious note he said to tell you to come home and talk things over because he loves you” I rolled my eyes to him and made my way to the living room sitting myself down on his comfy chair waiting for him to join me.