Diana

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Diana's P.O.V.

I hugged Niall tightly at the airport. He had to go back to tour and I had to stay put so I could "adjust to being back home." I wanted to go with him so badly! Their tour bus felt more like home than where I was. But I knew Niall was right, so I let go of him so he could board the plane.

"Bye, Ni," I said as I took a step back to get a good look at him.

"Bye, Diana." He smiled a sad smile. "Remember to call me every day and if you need anything!" He told me for about the millionth time, "And-"

I rolled my eyes. "I know. Stay away from Marcus and ask Macey to tell me as much about me as possible. You've told me before."

"I just want to make sure you're safe," he said defensively.

"You just take care of your ribs! I'll be fine."

"Mmmm! Ribs sound good right now!" Niall zoned out. "Smoked ribs are amazing!"

"Shut up," I laughed. "You know what I mean."

He grinned. "Maybe."

I glanced at a clock. "Niall! You need to hurry up and get through security! You'll miss your flight!"

He waved me off. "I've got time."

"Yeah, just enough time to get through security! Now go!"

He checked the clock. "Oh, cheeseburger! You're right!"

He hugged me again.

"I'd share you food with you," he whispered.

"I love you too," I giggled.

He smirked and picked up his bag. "I'll miss you..." He trailed off and dropped his gaze to the ground.

"I'll miss you too. But I'll call you every day."

"Okay, every day... Right?" He asked with sad eyes.

"Yes. Now go. If you miss your flight you'll let the fans down because you'll miss stuff."

That snapped him to attention. "You're right! I need to go! Bye, Diana!"

He practically ran to the line for security. But just before he got there, he stopped, turned around, and blew me a kiss. I knew I must have been blushing like crazy, and I made no effort to suppress it.

"Neala! Are you even listening?" Macey asked.

"Yeah!" I lied. She was driving me to her house from the airport.

"Really? What did I just say?"

"You... Uh... You were telling me about me...?"

"Is that a question?" Macey laughed. "You're a terrible liar, Neala. You're obviously thinking about Niall."

"What? No, I'm not... Okay, fine. What clued you in?"

"You just had that look," she said airily. "No, just kidding. There's one thing that I'm sure hasn't changed about you: You're always thinking about Niall. Before it was in a fangirl way, now, it's whatever way you're thinking of him now."

I put my hands up in surrender. "Okay, you win. I wasn't listening to you. I was thinking about Niall. I hope his flight is going okay."

"You can't make anything better by worrying about it. Just wait. He said he'd call you as soon as they land. Take a chill pill. What do you want to do when we get to my house?"