Short. Nothing bad.

That night, around 10 p.m. I found Harry asleep.

I went into the kuoga and tears sprung from my eyes. I couldn’t believe it I loved him from the siku I met him and he told me he doesn’t upendo me like that. I cried for about ten dakika in there the hot water hitting my body made me feel protected.

I cried in there I got out got dressed and put on a smile in the mirror to fool any of the boys. I got out and laid in bed. When I heard a soft knock. I opened it to Niall.

I cracked a crooked smile, he smiled back, “I just wanted to check on you. wewe didn’t seem to well when wewe left my flat.” I bit the inside of my lip, “I’m fine.” I lied, praying he wouldn’t notice.

“Really?” He alisema in a kidding voice then continued, “Then why did wewe take a kuoga this late? I know wewe only take showers in the mornings unless wewe don’t feel good,” his hands ran past my cheek and stopped, cupping my face, “mentally.” He whispered, the sweet mint smell of his breath hit my face. I wanted to attack his lips, right there. I sighed, which came out as a groan.

“Would wewe not like me here?” I sighed again and cracked a smile, “Niall, wewe know I upendo wewe but not with those feelings, I promise you, wewe will find another person. Someone better than me.” I pushed him back out the door and held him tight, “Thank wewe so much though.” He held me back, “Anytime, babe, anytime.”

He went out the door, I sighed. Niall, I want wewe so badly and I know wewe want me, but my feelings for Harry are stronger. au maybe not, I’m not even sure anymore. I sound like a soap opera.

I feel asleep eyes red, wanting Niall, just wanting to tap on the ukuta and have a conversation with him. And wanting to go crawl in kitanda with Harry right then and there wake him up and talk all night.