31. ...Don't Mean a Thing
"There you are," Niall says, coming into my cabin later that day. I set my book down, preparing myself to confront him. "Niall, we need to talk," I tell him. Worry fills his eyes, and I almost feel bad. Almost. "Kat told me what you do to the girls at camp every summer," I say. His eyebrows furrow and he looks confused. "She told me you date one girl the whole summer, make it look serious, and then ditch them at the end of the summer," I plow on. "So what I want to know is, am I another one of those relationships? Because if I am, then we're over." He's quiet for a long moment, which makes me thinks what Kat told me is true. "I do usually date someone every summer," he says. "And yes, we always break up, but it's for the best." I don't let him finish. "For the best?" I nearly shout. "Why don't you leave right now, Niall? I'm done with you. We're over." He stands up slowly. "Ally," he starts slowly. "Just go! It's for the best," I mock, holding back my tears. He looks at me for a second, then turns and leaves, his hands shoved in his pockets. The tears begin to stream down my cheeks as the realization hits that I have to leave camp. I call Emma, who agrees to drive me home. "Are your parents okay with it?" she asks as she helps me pack my things. "They aren't home right now," I say truthfully, remembering that they have a small vacation scheduled for this weekend. "Will you come back sometime?" I shrug. "I don't know," I tell her. Before I leave, I say goodbye to Harry, Louis, Liam, Aubree, Kat, and Lacey. They all try to get me to stay, but I can't. I get in the passenger seat of Emma's car, and wave to everyone as we drive away. Emma plugs my address into her GPS, and I pull my phone out. I text Ansley and tell her I'm coming home. She replies a minute later telling me she'll come home too, and we can spend the weekend together. When we reach my house, I thank Emma and promise to keep in touch with her and everyone at camp. She kisses me on both cheeks and pulls away, waving. I unlock the front door and step into the house. The silence is almost overwhelming, and I find myself missing Tye's noise. I walk up the stairs and go into my room. It's exactly the way I left it when I went to camp. It seems like ages ago. I flop onto my bed and toss my bags to the floor. Home sweet home. I close my eyes to try and get some rest, but all I can think about is Niall. I'll probably never talk to him ever again in my life. It's for the best, I tell myself over and over in my head until I fall asleep.