Always. It's a strong word. It can mean a lot, like how it meant to me when Niall told me he'd always love me. It can be a word that means nothing, like how it meant to Niall when he said he'd always love me. And then the next day, he left Mullingar and never came back. And I was alone. Always.


14. Cheating?

I've really been thinking hard about this whole 'g--' thing. I don't want to just go up to Niall and accuse him of cheating, because what if he isn't? I want to trust him, I really do! It's just... it really looks like he is. Maybe I should do it over the phone? Oh, shit. Now I'll have to fight with my conscience again.

But I'm gonna call him. I pick up my phone and click his contact. There's the little call button. Click it, Clover.

Clover! Stop it! Don't click the little devil, you fool!

Shut up bitch I am calling someone here!

What if he's not cheating?


I tap my finger over the green rectangle and it starts ringing.

"Hello?" I hear Niall's sweet Irish voice. "Hello?"

"Oh, hi, Niall. It's Clover. Listen, um, I really need to talk to you about something important."

"What is it?"

"Um, well it's more of a question...." Just ask him! "Are you, uh, cheating on me?"

"What? No!"

"But, Harry almost said you had to do something with your girlfriend."

"What are you talking about?"

"Last week, the day we saw the movie. Remember?"

"So you were eavesdropping on us?"

"So you are cheating on me?"

"No! I would never do anything like that! My grandmother is coming into town and I'm visiting her!" Oh my god.

"Niall, I--"

"Save it, Clover. I can't believe you don't trust me!"

"I do, I just didn't know if you were cheating or not!"

"Also known as not trusting me! You know what, Clover? We're done."

"W-What? Niall! Please, no! I love you!"

"I love you too, but I can't be with someone who can't trust me. I don't want to see you again, Clover." And he hung up. He dumped me. The love of my life dumped me. I left Mullingar just to get dumped.

I threw my phone across the room, not even caring if it broke. But I was relieved when it landed safely on a pile of clothes.

I collapsed on my bed, hot tears streaming down my face. I can't believe this happened to me.


"Oh, Clover! He doesn't deserve you! He never did, and you'll find someone who actually cares for you, don't worry!" Nessa consoled me. But I didn't agree with her. I want Niall!

"I, um, I want to go home." I sniffed.

"Okay, I'll drive you to your apartment." We were are her house.

"No, my real home. In Mullingar."

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