My long day at the beach lasted of getting hit on by a bunch of guys, getting a terrible farmers tan, getting stung by a jellyfish, and fans and paparazzi somehow managing to find out it was me. Brandon and I walked home with some fans right behind us and paps flashing pictures of us every few seconds. Great, this will make a news story. Ugh.
"Autumn! Where's Niall?" "Autumn, who's this?" "I love you!" "Bitch!" "How do you feel?" Those are just some things I could make out from all the yelling. I flashed them a smile and continued on to my parents house with Brandon at my side.
"I kinda forgot you were 'famous'." Brandon muttered in my ear using the air quotation marks around famous.
"I'm sorry.." I mouthed to him with a sigh. I'm not famous.. You need to earn the fame, I've done nothing to become famous. I'm only well-known for dating Niall.
Finally, we made it inside the house away from all the cameras and screaming.
"You guys are finally back! I made brownies! They're in the kitchen." My mom cheerfully said walking passed us and patting Brandon's shoulder on her way by. Brownies... Niall and I loved making brownies together.. There's a lot of memories along with them.
"You alright? You look in deep thought.." Brandon whispered. The realization just hit me that I was jut standing there staring at the wall, thinking about Niall and I.
"Wha? Oh, yeah- yeah. I'm fine." I replied walking into the kitchen. I was immediately consumed by the delicious smell of the dessert. I looked over to see Brandon already had 1 and was going for another one.
"Want one?" He mumbled with his mouth stuffed full.
"No thanks.." I chuckled. I only want one if it's made by Niall and I. Maybe I should call him.. Just to see what he's doing. Nah.. Texting Niall wouldn't hurt though, right? I took a quick picture of the brownies and went to Niall and I's last text conversation. Our last texts were "I love and miss you, princess" and "I love you and miss you even more, baby." It makes me sick that this was just months ago.. Things can change so quickly.
Me: "-picture- brownies aren't the same when they don't come from my brownie-baking partner and I:("
I sent the message and looked around. I didn't realize everyone left the kitchen to go to bed, besides Brandon who made himself at home in the living room. I walked in to see him sprawled out on the couch holding the container of brownies. I laughed and sat down on top of him.
"Oh nooo." He said sarcastically, showing that it didn't even bother him.
"Wanna watch a movie?" I asked ignoring his sarcastic comment.
"Sure. Let's watch stepbrothers!" Brandon said happily and I agreed. I love that movie.. I've seen it at least 100 times and it still makes me laugh. I put it in and sat back down on the couch making Brandon move his legs.
"I have to get my glasses.. Don't judge me. I know I look stupid in them." Brandon sighed standing up and jogging up the stairs.
"I'm sure they'll be fine." I yelled to him. Niall wears glasses sometimes.. They look adorable on him.. I checked my phone again to see if he texted back, but he hasn't. Wait, England is 8 hours ahead! That's probably why I feel so sleepy.. Niall's probably sleeping. He used to have terrible nightmares though.. I don't know if he still does though.
"Not one word." Brandon muttered while I looked at him with a huge smile on my face.
"Awwwe. They look adorable." I teased in my baby voice, just to annoy him even more, earning an eye roll from him.
The movie started and we both payed our attention to the huge flat screen tv mounted on the wall. After about a half an hour I found myself not being able to keep my eyes open from the tiredness.
"What- time is it?" I yawned.
"It's only 9 o'clock." Brandon chuckled, rubbing his eyes. He's tired too. "Wanna go to bed or stay up and wait for Niall to text back?" He smirked at me.
"How'd you know I was waiting for him to text back??" I questioned him sternly.
"I can just tell. Just like the way your face lights up whenever someone says his name or how you're the first to defend him after all he's put you through. It's true love whether you want to believe it or not. He's all you think about." He said standing up and putting his hand out to help me up.
"It's that obvious..?" I sighed grabbing his hand and letting him pull me up.
"Yep, but if he truly is an asshole, from what he sounds like, he's not worth your time." He said with a yawn leading me up the stairs quietly so we don't wake up my parents.
"He's done wrong things, but so have I. We both have our fair share of doing wrong." I whispered following him into the bedroom and lightly closing the door behind me.
He plopped down on the end of the bed and I sat at the top, gripping a pillow tightly to my chest.
"If he doesn't fight harder for you, drop his sorry ass." Brandon said in the most serious tone causing me to burst out in fits of laughter.
"We'll see.. I kinda, just a tiny bit, miss him." I lied. I miss him a lot. I stood up and searched through my suitcase for something to wear to bed and ended up pulling out a lilac colored tank top and multicolored checkered pajama shorts.
"You miss him a lot.. If you didn't we wouldn't be talking about him." Brandon chuckled pulling a plain black t-shirt and basketball shorts out of his bag.
"Yeah, whatever. I'll be right back." I yawned walking out of the room and down the long hallway to the bathroom. I flipped the light on and closed the door behind me. I got a quick shower since I'm tired and just wanna go to bed.
What's this.. Coconut scented shampoo? My parents used the rest of my vanilla shampoo! Ugh! They could have bought another vanilla scented sh- Why am I so upset over this..? It's just shampoo.. I couldn't help but laugh at how dramatic my thoughts were.
After my shower I walked quietly down the hall and back into the room. Brandon was passed out asleep on the bed. Of course. Air mattress, here I come. I grabbed a couple pillows and blankets and laid down. Niall still hasn't texted back.. Maybe he's still sleeping.. Or he really doesn't wanna talk to me.. Eh, I doubt it since he called me earlier. I'll call him tomorrow. I'm still mad at him.. But he's slowly picking away at my anger. Finally, I drifted off to sleep.
I woke up around noon and just laid in bed. I don't really feel like functioning today. I don't feel like going outside and facing reality. I'll just play xbox and watch tv or something, but first I need food.. I'm starving. I walked down the spiral staircase and made my way to the kitchen. This house makes me sick from all that's happened.. As soon as Autumn gets back we're moving. No question. I wanna forget the whole Justin psycho thing even happened, it'll be hard since it haunts me everyday since it's happened.
I decided on just eating some cereal.. I don't feel like cooking a large breakfast for only myself.. What's the point? I poured myself a bowl of lucky charms and laughed at the memory of me asking Autumn if she wanted some of my lucky charms and she laughed for a good while before I realized why it was funny.
I finished my cereal and put the dirty bowl in the sink with the others. Note to self: Do the dishes before Autumn gets back. Who am I kidding? I need to clean the whole damn house. Maybe tomorrow.. Maybe Sunday morning.. Wow, I'm such a procrastinator. "Tomorrow, I will clean tomorrow." I had to convince myself. Speaking of Autumn.. I need to call her. I just need to know she's okay. I'm really not good at this whole space thing.
I rushed upstairs and grabbed my phone, unhooking it from the charger with ease. I clicked the home button on my iphone and my lock screen was filled with notifications. Some missed calls and text messages from the guys, Paul, and.. Autumn? I typed my passcode in and went straight to my text from Autumn. It was a picture of brownies with the words, 'brownies aren't the same when they don't come from my brownie baking partner and I :('
She's thinking of me. She has to miss me just as much as I miss her. I know it. I miss our brownies too. I remember Autumn and I made brownies and it ended up turning into a food fight and we had to be hosed off in the backyard. Good times..
I dialed her number and she answered at the last second, right when I lost hope that she'd answer.
"Hey, Ni." She whispered. Why is she whispering? She sounds.. Tired.
"Are you okay?" I asked, worry filling my features.
"I'm fine.." She chuckled. "It's 2:30 in the morning." She whispered once again. Oh shit! I forgot!
"I'm so sorry! I don't know what I was thinking calling you.. I just-" I panicked.
"It's okay. What do you- need?" She said in between a yawn.
"You." I mumbled to myself, not thinking clearly.
"Autumn, I need you." I finally gave up.
"Niall Horan, it's 2:30 in the morning, I don't want to have this conver-" she started but I cut her off.
"Just hear me out.." I sighed. It was silent on her end of the line so I continued. "I know that I said I didn't love you, I know. I was drunk off my ass and it was complete bullshit. I know that I've put you through hell and back, I beat myself up for it everyday. I'd do everything in my power to take everything back, but.. I can't. I just can't. I know that I'm an asshole.. But you make me a better person. I only want you.." I'm literally pouring my heart out to her while she's half asleep.
"Tell me you love me.. Please." She blurted out, her voice hushed.
"I love you. I love you. I love you! To the moon and back." I cried out to her.
"I love you too."
That's all I needed to hear.
AN: I'm soooo sorry I haven't updated in forever! I've written and published this chapter so many times but it would just delete and not update! I'm so sorry! And this story is almost over.. I'm gonna rush it a bit. I'm not sure how many chaps will be left.