Niall’s POV

The light creeping through the cheap hotel curtains is blinding me. Suddenly, the night before comes back to me. Everything Harry said. Everything I did. Everything Luna and I did.

I pry my eyes open and search the room for Luna. My head is pounding and the light is making my headache even worse. I don’t see her anywhere.

My phone. Where’s my phone? I see it charging in the wall. Luna must’ve done that. She’s always looking after me even when all I’ve been to her is a complete dick.

But she’s no where in the room right now. I have no idea where Luna went actually. There are no new messages on my phone from her. There are a billion from Harry, Louis and Liam though. They’re all pretty mad at me. The guilt in my heart hurts like hell. I can’t even read their messages without wanting to cry. I hurt Luna last night. I went out and made out with Christina. Luna didn’t even cross my mind.

That’s not love. That’s not what we promised each other everytime we said “I love you”.

This guilt is killing me. I have to find out where Luna is. We need to talk about what happened. She’s probably with Harry or one of the other guys. I’ll call Harry first since they’re pretty close.

“What, Niall?”, Harry grumbles into the phone.

“Well good morning to you too, sunshine.” I roll my eyes, “Is Luna with you? Can you ask her to come back to the room so we ca-”

“She isn’t with you?” Harry interrupts me.

“No. I figured she probably went to your room after last night.” I talked slowly, “I thought she’d be mad.”

“Well she probably is mad, but she isn’t here or with Louis or Liam because they’re both in my room too.”

“Where the hell is she then?” I ask starting to get a little nervous.

“You lost her??” Harry says a little louder, “Have you called her?”

“No! I’m coming over to your room right now. Why don’t you call her? She’d probably answer you and not me.”

“Do you even remember what you did last night? She was so pissed, Niall.”

“Yeah and then I came back and made it worse.”

“What. Did. You. Do?” Harry talked slowly. I can hear Liam and Louis in the background asking Harry questions.

“Um, nothing. I’m coming over in like 2 minutes so can you please call Luna. I’m getting nervous.”

“Fine.” he grumbled and then hung up. I brush my teeth and put on a gray t-shirt and some joggers before rushing to Harry’s room next door. Shit. His room is right next door so that means he could’ve heard everything we did last night. I mean, everyone knows hotel room walls are pretty thin. Fuck….

I take a deep breath and then knock on Harry’s door. Liam immediately opens it, but he doesn’t say anything to me.

“Ugh, of course.” Harry groans quietly. “She’s not answering her phone, Ni. Louis and Liam tried already too.”

“Maybe we can ask Paul. She can’t go far without security, right?”

“Fine, but I’m not calling him. You’re the reason she isn’t here right now.” Harry’s actually mad at me. We don’t get mad at each other a lot, but right now he’s really mad. Him and Luna always said they’re like brother-sister. I never knew how close they actually were until now.

“I’ll call Paul.” Liam volunteers. He quickly takes his phone out, “Hey Paul, do you know where Luna went?.... No….Yeah she was here last night, but then Nialler woke up and she wasn’t with him and he’s not with me or Louis or Harry…. I know…. Oh good idea…. We’ll call you if we see anything…. Ok thanks Paul.” Liam hangs up his phone.

“Spill it Payno”, Louis says before Liam is even off the phone.

“Paul hasn’t even heard from her, but he said we can check all the stupid paparazzi accounts on twitter and instagram and see if they have any pictures out of her out in public.”

That’s the best idea I’ve heard today. Everyone immediately goes on their phones. Damn, they’re all pretty worried too. She’s probably okay physically, but what happens if she decides to leave me? If she decides last night was a mistake? What’ll happen to the band? We haven’t even left the USA, we still have the Europe tour!

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Luna’s POV

I can’t sleep. I haven’t slept all night, but I don’t know what to do. It bothers me that Niall can go out and gets drunk and make out with some other girl all night and then he can come back and sleep with me like nothing ever happened.

I need to get out.

I slowly peel the covers off of me and get out of bed as quietly as I can, so I don’t wake the sleeping man next to me. I can barely see where anything is in the darkness of the room, but I can see a romper I can wear today, Niall’s phone, and my makeup. I put Niall’s phone on “Do Not Disturb” and plug it into the wall. He already has a billion texts from the other guys. That makes me smile to myself. I grab the romper and my makeup and rush into the bathroom. It’s 6 in the morning. What am I supposed to do at 6 in the morning?

Once I look presentable, I take one last look at the sleeping mess behind me, grab my phone and wallet, and get the hell out of this hotel room.

I don’t know where I’m going, but I’m getting out of this place. I have a lot of thinking to do.

Notes

I just decided I'm not posting the next chapter until I get some feedback. Either a comment telling me what to improve or how they like the story or someone rating it. I just need feedback.

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