24. | K I S S |

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Niall was surprised to see her walking through his hotel room door, she looked tired, eyes red and puffy "Love, what are you doing here?" he was in the middle of his tour currently in Scotland, they weren't seeing each other until the following week in London, she sighed placing her small holdall bag on the end of his bed "Can we talk?" he felt his heart drop at her words, getting up from the chair he was sitting in to get some golf admin done.

He took her small hands as they sat on the sofa in the other side of the suite "whats wrong? you're scaring me" he almost whispered, mouth dry heart-thumping "I uh, I got drunk I kissed someone in the bar last night" she hadn't looked directly at him, he dropped her hands from his, instantly standing up "how many times have we been apart in the past three years and you now decide to get drunk and kiss someone?" he was baffled, thoughts racing

She was chewing at her bottom lip "it was a mistake I regretted it straight away, I took today off to drive up here to tell you and work this out" tears were streaming down her pale cheeks, he shook his head "I just think you should maybe leave" he was already backing away from her as she stood up "Niall...please" she hiccupped "What do you want me to say?" his voice rose slightly "please just go" he took a shaking breath, she nodded slowly grabbing her bag "call me if you want to talk" she sighed before heading out of the door.

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