I get into the kitchen and have some cereal. What if Harry was really sorry? Does he really love me? Does he really care? I rrealize I havent tooken a bite of my food. I push the full bowl of cereal away and rub my temples with my palms. Why does everything have to be confusing?

"Ariana?" I jump and look to see Niall rubbing his eyes.

"Yeah?" I breath.

"I couldnt sleep. I woke up and you werent there, I thought you were.. gone.." He admits.

My cheeks flush with hotness and I cant help but smile.
You shouldn't even be here sleeping with Niall, my subconscious says.

"Oh my god shutup!" I yell. I put my hand over my mouth and gasp. I'm a mess.

"Sorry, I didnt know.."


"No. I'm sorry. Its just that my second thoughts were.."

"What second thoughts? Second thoughts about me? Us?" He seems offended.

"No not like.."

"I knew it was to good to be true." He scoffs. He shuffles his hair around.

"I'm going back to sleep." He sighs. Oh my god. What did I do? Is this how Harry felt on the phone? When I kept cutting him off? He hasnt called called since I hung up on him.

"Well goodnight." I reply annoyed.

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