Kiss Me

Juniper's POV
March 3rd, 2014
Niall and the boys left five days ago. And the girls and I are a wreck. What bothers me most is that the concerts don't actually start until late April, but they have to go away for concert and album promotion. As if the fans haven't already poured their hearts and wallets into everything. And since it's just interviews and radio shows, their break before tour is a very tentative date, meaning we have no idea when they'll for sure be back for a visit.
I currently lay face down on the couch. The TV makes noise in the background, and I think Spongebob is on, but I haven't been watching. Just wallowing.
"Junie, get up," A soft, weak voice croaks. I think it's Eleanor's voice, but the crying and sadness has worn it down so much that hearing it makes me want to cry again.
"Go away," I respond, but because my face is smashed into the couch cushion, it sounds like "Bo aye aye."
Eleanor pulls my shoulder up and I comply, sitting up. She sits down where my head used to be and pulls me back down so my head is in her lap. She begins playing with my hair, and I sigh contently. The mother hen is here for me, always.
"I miss Niall," I whisper, as if speaking louder would shatter our walls and we'd cry; for the four hundredth time in the past five days.
"I know, darling," Eleanor whispers back, her fragile hands caressing my hair, her fingers running through it like the tangled, dirty mess were a fine string of pearls. "I'm sure they miss us, too."
Then silence falls on us. Not an uncomfortable silence, but one of contempt, and I feel a change in our air. We can do this, and the boys will be back before we know it.
Maiya stomps in and turns off the TV, then plops down in one of the arm chairs. Her eyebrows are furrowed and her small arms are crossed, her dark reddish-brown hair is tied back in a messy bun. She's only wearing panties and one of Liam's tee shirts-- which looks much too large on her-- and grey ankle socks.
"This sucks," She says, trying for casual, but her voice cracks up a little, and her already puffy eyes fill with tears.
El and I look at one another, and I think we both realize just how awful the lot of us look. El's eyes are puffy as well, and her brown hair is in a messy ponytail. She's wearing a loose white tank and grey sweatpants with the cat socks Louis bought her. I'm wearing black leggings and the 5SOS tee shirt again, since I just took it out of the laundry. I pathetically sprayed it with the cologne Niall left here, because I'm a psycho girlfriend with separation depression.
"We have to do something to get out of this mood," I say, sitting up from El's lap and hugging my knees to my chest. My bare feet need a polish change, and as I glance at my hands, I realize they do, too. And I'm sure a facial couldn't hurt-- to help take care of the worry lines I've gotten and the puffiness around my eyes.
"Anyone for a spa day?" I ask, knowing El would be more than happy to. She grins widely and nods her head. I look over at Maiya and see that she's considering it. Maiya is a lot like me in that she's not too girly, but can get down in some fancy girly products every once in a while.
"Yeah, why not?" She says, shrugging.

The trip to the spa was a hard one. There is so much paparazzi hanging outside of the condo that we had to call Simon and ask for security to come pick us up. He kindly obliged of course. He cares about us deep down, I think.
As we head into our individual rooms for our massages, we all sigh with relief. We love the fans and everything, but paps we could most likely live without.
Later, while El and I are waiting for Maiya to finish with her pedicure and join us in the waiting room, I get a call. I carefully pull my phone out of my purse without messing up my manicure, and almost scream when I see who it is.
"NIALL OH MY GOSH," I yell into the reciever, tears jumping to my eyes.
I hear his beautiful, beautiful laugh and my heart constricts. "Hello, beautiful." The way he says beautiful like "beau-ih-full" just. . . UGH I miss him.
"How are you? I already miss you so much, babe," I choke on my words, receiving a smirk from Eleanor, to whom I give the finger and she giggles.
"I would say good, but then I'd be partially lying, cause nothing is as good as it would be with you," He answers after a sigh and my heart leaps to my throat. "How are you?"
"Well, I'm at the spa with El and Maiya, and this is the first time we've left the apartment and worn actual clothes since you guys left, so I think you can guess how we are," I answer, not wanting to say I'm bad and trying to lighten the mood of the conversation.
Niall chuckles a bit and there are voices in the background. "I'm talking to Junie," He says to the person in the background. I hear someone yell "LEMME TALK" and Niall says, "NO!"
Then there's scuffling and I hear Harry's bright voice say quickly, "Hi June bug I miss you and I love you so much like a lot more than Niall and you're so perfect omg oh crap Niall's going to kill me don't let him hurt me Junie don't let ACK--"
There's giggling and then Niall's voice is back. "What an arse." I giggle as my heart tightens at the thought of how much I miss them.
"Well June, I have to go now," Niall mumbles sadly and I frown.
"Okay, Ni, I love you," I say quietly.
"I love you, too, Rose," He replies.
"Bye," I almost whisper.
"Goodbye, love," He says, and I hear the click of his receiver.
I hang up from the call right as Maiya walks in, smiling to herself. I can tell each of us feels a lot better after today, and my chat with Niall (and I guess Harry) helped a lot with my mood, too.

We make it back to the condo in one piece thanks to Simon's security team. I really have to thank him for that.
"I'm hungry," Mayia says, plopping down on the couch. I don't think I've eaten since yesterday.
"Me neither," El and I respond at the same time. I saunter into the kitchen and decide to make us brownies and mac and cheese. Screw healthy eating. We're heartsick.
I bring the bowls of mac and cheese and the plate of brownies with three cups of tea out into the living room. Maiya and El have turned on the TV, and the sight makes me want to start crying. It's on some news channel, and they're talking about Niall and I. I set the tray on the coffee table and reach for the remote, turning up the volume.
". . . Horan and Miss Kelly, according to our sources, were childhood friends and best friends before entering this relationship. Niall is said to be smitten with the young lady. Does she feel the same? Or is she just with him because of the fame? Sources say she's interested ins starting her own singing career, and quite possibly could be using Horan for is connections--" I yell a string of curse words at the news anchor man and Maiya immediately turns off the TV. I collapse onto the couch next to her and she rubs small circles on my back comfortingly. I'm not using him! I love him! I always have!
My phone dings from its place on the coffee table. I pick it up and read the message through my tears: "Junie, don't you dare let those rumors get to you. The fans and people always do this when we go away. They did it to Louis and Eleanor, too. They don't know what they're talking about. I know you aren't using me. And I love you so much. I wish I could be there." It's from Niall. I smile at it and reply a thank you and and I love you before putting my phone down.
"Well," El says, kissing the side of my head before continuing, "How about a little Pride and Prejudice to go along with our pathetic eating habits?" I laugh and nod. El pops the movie in and takes her bowl to the recliner, snuggling into it. Maiya and I mirror her position on the couch.
Heartsick and Homesick. Homesick because Niall is Home to me, and wherever he is is home. I have never felt more homesick before.

Notes

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