Is it greener on the other side?

(sequel) He has everything but me (PART2)


7. No love?

The hotel outshone everything. We had a balcony with a small pool. We had a great room, a large bedroom and we had a bathroom that was almost like an entire room. We had everything and when I changed into bikini Niall came in to me. 
"I'll just make a few calls, then I'm yours." 
I smiled at him and he left the room. I put on a dress over and I brought a towel, then I went straight down to the pool. If Niall wanted me to have time off from work (and Harry) then I would enjoy the month.


Niall was away for an hour before he showed up. I lay sunbathing and he pulled out a deck chair so that he was lying next to me. He was wearing swimming trunks and he looked pleased. 
"Important call?" I asked, just to ask something. Niall nodded and he smiled at me. He took my hand between the seats and he seemed happy. 
"Now I'm yours!" 
"Thank you!" but I wanted to say that I didn't care. We didn't manage more than sunbathing a few minutes until his phone rang again. 
"I have to take this..." 
I followed him with my eyes. He walked over to the shade, and I saw a long time on his back. It was as if he had planned to be with me, but something else always came between.


In the afternoon we went to a nearby restaurant. It was one of the highest class and everything cost more than it tasted. Niall ordered food and then he smiled at me. 
"Darling, I'll try to tell them not to call." 
What would I say to him? Thanks or maybe Just try? 
"It's all right?" 
He quickly shook his head and for the first time in a long time, he looked straight into my eyes. He looked like the man I once fallen in love with. 
"You know that it's not okay." he whispered hoarsely. "I want to be with you and the idea whit ​​this trip's that it should just be us." 
I smiled, as a cohabitant smile at his partner. 
"I know!" 
But I knew nothing.


"I've managed to catch up Russia." 
Niall was just talking about his business and in the end I didn't listen. He talked about things that I just wasn't interested in. I looked at him and I wondered if we had one common interest? I quickly realized that we were like two different people. It was as if he was my opposite, and I didn't reach him. 
"Honey?" I whispered quickly. Niall was startled. He looked up at me and I instantly felt unsafe. "Why are we fighting?" 
He seemed at first not to understand what I meant, but then saw he nearly collapsed. 
"We aren't fighting?" he replied, as if he believed his own words. "We are living?" 
I sighed and I poked into the food. 
"What does we have in common?"
Niall pondered. 
"We have a wonderful home. Together we have selected all the furniture and..." 
I interrupted him. 
"I don't talk about things, I'm talking about things that make us work together?" 
Niall swallowed. He dropped the fork and he just looked at me. It was as if he didn't have an answer, but he wanted to find the answer. 
"I love you?" 
I sighed. 
"I love you, but it's enough? You have your golf and your friends. Where do I fit in?" 
He smiled. 
"My friends are your friends?" 
I looked straight into his eyes and I shook my head. 
"No Niall. Your friends are faithful to you but they hate me. Even your mom believes that I'm not worthy you. We have only love and nothing else." 
He disagreed. 
"No, we have a lot in common."
I tried to reach him, but he did't get that part. 
"Come on?" 
Niall didn't give up. 
"This is about you want to marry me, but I want to wait?" 
I shook my head. 
"No, it's all about..." 
He sighed. 
"Okay we have children!" 
I was angry and I was close to just screaming straight out, like so many times before. 
"No it's about that we live in a fantasy and we don't mix together!" 
I said the words cold and I could see he was hurt. Yet I realized that it was the truth. It was as if the truth came out, but Niall didn't want to admit it. 
"I promise to get married to you?" 
I sighed and I stood up. 
"Niall, you don't even want me in that way, you don't love me. You have sex on your terms, and I don't feel loved." 
He looked directly at anyone who sat around us and he showed me that I couldn't stand up. 
"Sit down!" 
I just felt betrayed. He didn't see the truth. 
"Why?" I whispered. "Just because you're going to play like we're happy?"
Niall looked at me. 
"No, because we made ​​the choice!" 
I realized it was true. 
"Yes, we made ​​the wrong choice?" 
He stood up and he looked coldly at me. 
"One time, I wanted you so much that my whole body ached. I chose you and I will now stand in the middle caste. You are mine and I'm yours, that's all."
I felt the tears coming. 
"Niall, I don't want you." 
He sighed. 
"Welcome to the real world, sweetheart. Now it so that you chose me and you came with me. You may actually realize that life sucks." 
I felt the tears coming. 
"We're not even married, so I can leave you." 
He sighed. 
"Okay, leave me but you wont do it without me. You depend on me and you need me."
Right as it was, I saw the man in front of me, the man who really wasn't like I was. I felt betrayed, but at the same time he told me the truth. Once I chose him and now we live by that choice. 
"And now?" I whispered. Niall threw out his arms and he looked like a man with no answers. 
"Sit down on your chair and we eat like normal people." 
I obeyed him, but then was nothing like before again.

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