16. Rich and Poor
I started at university and I soon realized that I really had to study and keep up with the lessons. Niall gave me a laptop, so I didn't have to sit with a bunch of papers. I was actually grateful, because everyone else had the laptop. I felt more like one of them and I didn't feel so poor. I get to know some in the school, but it was just there we hung out. Nobody was interested in my life or where I lived and I was happy with it.
"I have to go home to Ireland!" Niall said to me one afternoon. We sat and ate food and I looked up at him. He seemed almost like he didn't want to go and he didn' look happy.
"That's private stuff and my dad wants to talk to me."
I ate the food and I smiled at him.
"Then you have to?"
"I must go home!"
I thought it was okay. I sat still and studied all evening and I needed to get away from Niall a few days. He was intense and he was almost eager to be near me all the time. I looked forward to a little free space without him.
"I'll be back in a week!" he said and looked at me. I saw that he was afraid, and I realized it was something serious that had happened. "And you're here when I coming back?"
I smiled and nodded.
"Yes, I have school to take care of and I still have to study."
He was pleased, though he was against all claims he had.
I was surprised when I heard Mr. Stanford voice on the other end of the phone. Niall had left the United States and I was left alone. He didn't sound happy.
"There has come up some things." he said and he snorted a little bit. "I have heard that Niall has been with you all the time and that you have a relationship."
I held my breath. I couldn't lie to him and I didn't want to find a silly story that we were just friends.
Mr Stanford seemed almost glad that I still told the truth.
"We will continue to pay for you." he said and I puffed out.
I realized that now come the requirements. Mr Stanford seemed to hesitate, and I heard he didn't directly demand anything of me. Most likely, it was his wife who had decided and when she decided he had nothing to say.
"I have spoken with Mr. Horan and he's against the relationship." he said quickly. "I don't want to upset you or make you understand, but in my world doesn't a guy be with a nanny and it has nothing to do with you. You're a wonderful girl, but Mr. Horan doesn't want his son to be together with such as you."
I knew it! I already knew it when Niall left the apartment that his father had found out the truth. I felt my whole body shook and even that I deep inside had known that it wouldn't be something forever between us, I was disappointed and sad. I felt the tears, but I did everything so that he wouldn't hear it.
Mr Stanford seemed genuinely sorry.
"I know you have school and everything else and you're welcome here anytime you want, but leave Niall in peace. He's not worthy of your love."
"Well he is worthy my love, but I know we don't fit together. We come from two different worlds and I've tried to tell him that."
Mr. Stanford was quiet for a few seconds.
"Yes, I know he fell for you and you're the first girl that he wanted to have in a long time. His father was just disappointed that it wasn't a rich girl and he thinks that Niall deserves some another girl."
I cried myself to sleep that night and I was empty in the body. I knew there was nothing to cry about, because I already knew from the beginning about the end. Still, I cried because I still had feelings for Niall. It was as if I didn't know what I would feel, and finally I decided to move on. I couldn't hang my life on him and I couldn't sit and think that he would choose me, before his family.