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When the music stops is the only one left behind. Niall Horan...

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12. A change

First week of Nialls new job went well. He woke up every morning and he got away in time. I was just glad that he really tried. In the evenings he sat and played guitar and practiced. It became a cozy habit that I just liked.

 

"This weekend I'm off to Liam and we will practice." he said a Thursday. "I go there myself." 
I smiled at him and nodded. 
"Are you coming home on Sunday?" 
He nodded and kissed me. 
"Of course I'm coming home. I'll work on Monday." 
I nodded and started helping him to pack clothes. He was happy and he seemed so calm.

 

Hope and I chose to go out on Saturday. We had hardly seen each other since I got together with Niall and she was curious. 
"The way you two lives, it works?" 
I nodded. 
"He hasn't touched a bottle and he really tries to get back on his feet." 
She was impressed. 
"I just remember those times as Niall sat at the pub and some booed to him. He could be furious and he has been in a fight many times." 
I smiled. 
"But the new Niall don't do that."
We started to talk about something else and pretty soon it was as if we hadn't been apart. What I was hoping for was that she would begin to accept Niall and maybe even hang out with him.

 

On Sunday rang Niall home. 
"I'm not going home today. We must practice even more and I'm calling to work and talk to them?" 
I sighed. I missed him and I wish that One Direction didn't take so much time. 
"Sure, but when are you coming home?" 
He thought. 
"Wednesday?" 
"Okay!" I got out of me. "I miss you." 
Niall seemed to hurry. 
"Sure, sweetheart." he mumbled. "But I might call you later?" 
I nodded. 
"Okay?"

 

Niall didn't rang again and on Wednesday he came home. He was a different person and he didn't seem nearly as loving as before. 
"So are you okay?" I asked. Niall almost got annoyed and took the case into the bedroom. 
"Clearly it's fine with me. This is what I was born to do, play music and sing." 
I nodded and followed him with my eyes. 
"Are you hungry?" 
Niall looked at the clock. 
"I have to do something, contact a few persons and go on a meeting." he gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. "I'll be home in an hour or so." 
I was disappointed. 
"Must you already ..." 
He laughed and looked at me. 
"Come on, I have a lot to do and you know that I love it?"

 

I had gone to bed when I heard Niall come home. He crept in and I heard he stripped off his clothes. He crept into bed and I felt his cold hands against my body. 
"Damn your cold?" 
He laughed and kissed my neck. I felt his warm breath against my neck and actually I stopped being annoyed. I had been in bed a long time and only been angry with him, but now changed that feeling. 
"It went great today!" he murmured, and laid me down on my back. He pulled off my nightgown and kissed my neck and down to my breasts. I was surprised and felt how he took over my skin. 
"I missed you." Niall mumbled, and he had my nipples to react. I whimpered. He slid further and further down. Eventually landed his face between my legs and I moaned. It did not take him long before he made me moan loudly and he took over my mind.

 

In the morning I showered as usual and noticed that Niall stayed in bed. 
"Aren't you going to work?" 
He was startled and looked at me. 
"No, I have to actually do other things today." he mumbled and didn't seem eager to talk. 
"What?" I got out of me. "You have to work and get money?" 
He grunted. 
"But honey, I have to rearrange some things today. The guys in the band have given me some responsibility and I wont disappoint them." 
I sighed. 
"Have you called the job then?" 
He nodded. 
"Yes, I talked to them yesterday and it's cool. I get a week off."

 

It was repeated every day throughout the week. Niall seemed to have many things going on and he barely had time to be home. I realized that he really looked forward to being reunited with One Direction, but I didn't thought it would take up all his time.

 

On Friday, called Louis to my phone, and he sounded happy. 
"How are you?" 
I smiled and sat down on the sofa. 
"It's good, and you?" 
Louis seemed to be in great spirits. 
"Well it's  fine, but you ... Do you have Niall's there?" 
I hesitated. 
"No, he's out doing errands." 
Louis sighing. 
"Okay, but tell him to call. He's not answering his phone." 
I nodded and swallowed. 
"Sure!"

As soon as I had put on the call, I called Nialls phone and Louis was right. Niall didn't respond. I became suspicious and I actually felt discomfort throughout the body. I knew that Niall had always his mobile with him and he always replied. I left the message on his voice mail. Then I sat and just waited. What did he do all day?

 

"You don't answer when I call?" 
Niall grunted and crawled into bed. 
"No, I have important conversations." 
I sighed. 
"Louis tried to searched you today and you must call him." 
Niall sighed. He crept closer to me and I felt his arms around my body. As always, he wanted to have sex, but this evening I said no. 
"You haven't told me what you do all day and I can't call you. You don't call home and what do you do when I'm at work?" 
Niall released me and he was almost annoyed. 
"Damn, you're not my fucking mother. I'm talking with the guys at the music studio and arrange various contracts." he sat up. "Is it so hard to believe that this is important to me?" 
I shook the head, and felt like the culprit. 
"Sorry, but I get worried. Can't you just call me and say hello sometimes?" 
Niall sighed and gave me a dirty look. 
"You're not my mom, but okay! If it's so imported to you I'll do it."
I nodded and smiled at him. 
"Honey, you have to understand that I want to know?" 
He sighed and gave me a long cold stare. 
"YOU don't trust me?" 
"Well, I do,,," I answered immediately. "I'm just worried sometimes." 
He grunted. 
"Really?"

 

On Friday, Niall chose to do what he promised. Late in the afternoon he called me and it sounded like he was at a resturant. 
"I talk to some people, I get home later." 
I was thankful that he called, but I missed him. 
"Is it all right then?" 
He laughed a little bit. 
"Yes, it's great. I've talked about memories with a guy and he promises to help us with advertising and such things." 
I smiled. 
"That sounds great!" 
He laughed. 
"Yeah it's great, but I must go now." 
I nodded and I knew he had a lot to do. 
"I love you." 
He just mumbled something and slammed the receiver. I realized he hadn't even told me he loved me. Was he ashamed of me?

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