Two more long weeks past, Harry still wouldn't tell me where Bella was, and I was beginning to wonder if she would ever come home. Not even her dad knew of her whereabouts, even if he did, he wouldn't tell me. Bella and him had a strong relationship and if she didn't want him telling me anything, he wouldn't say a word, no matter how much he wanted to.
If only I could talk to her and tell her how much I love and miss her. If only she knew how much she meant to me, then I would wait a lifetime for her to come home.
I sat on the couch in my hotel room and decided to watch some telly. I was halfway through the football game it Derby County against Manchester. During a commercial break, I heard a knock on the door so I got up answer it. When I saw who the visitor was, my mouth dropped to the floor. Bella had finally come home.
"Bella!!! I missed you so much!" I said as I took her in my arms.
"Niall, I'm so sorry I left I just needed time to think. Will you forgive me?"
"Forgive you? Princess, there is nothing to forgive. I understand that you were under a lot of stress. I'm just so happy your back!"
"I missed you! And not a day went by, Niall, where I didn't think of you. And then I missed you so much that I had to come home. I had to be with you again, to look in your eyes, to have you hold me in your arms. I couldn't stay away any longer. I love you so much!"
"I love you more!"
We spent the night sitting beside the fire, I was content as she laid on my chest and talked about everything that had happened. I wasn't going to push her into coming back to the band yet, that could wait until, the right time. Hours later she feel into a deep sleep. I picked her up and put on the bed and laid next to her, where I soon went into a sound slumber.