Chapter 34: Does He Know? (by One Direction)

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Niall

Everyone around me is buzzing as we run off stage. We had a great show tonight however my mind was a little distracted. All I could think about was Olivia. The fight from last night is still swirling around in my head. Despite that I was still able to make the fans happy and that is all that really matters when it comes to my job.

"Hey mate?" Louis calls to me. "Are you feeling ok? You seemed a little off tonight."

I sit down on the couch in the dressing room and run my fingers through my hair. "I had a fight with Olivia last night and she left. I have been trying to get a hold of her all day. I think she went home to Philadelphia."

Liam joins the conversation, "What happened? Why did she leave?"

"I found out that she was fan and I got upset. It wasn't something that we had discussed with each other and I just assumed that she wasn't. I slept in Harry's room and when I went back in the morning she was gone."

Harry throws a towel over to me and I wipe the sweat from my forehead. He tells me, "You just need to go see her. Tell her you are sorry for walking out. You need to see if you can work it out. Don't let her just run away from you."

Hearing Harry's words surprises me. He always had his guard up around her so to hear him say don't let her run away made me want to run to her as fast as I could. She is the girl that I want to be with. She is the one that I want to be with every moment that I have free.

"How can I just leave and go to Philadelphia? We have a concert in Miami in two days."

Louis tells me, "Just leave now and take a little detour. You can catch up with us after you talk to her. We will cover for you and make up some kind of story so you don't get into trouble."

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I arrived in Philadelphia at 8am the next morning and now I am standing in front of Olivia's apartment door. I take a deep breath and knock. After several more knocks, the door opens and I'm met by a tall guy with dark hair and covered in tats. He definitely has more tats than Liam, Louis, Zayn, and Harry combined. He looks like he had a rough night and he smells of tequila. I rack my brain trying to remember if Olivia ever mentioned that Riley has a boyfriend.

"Hi. Is Olivia here?" I quickly ask before I have a chance to runaway.

Mr. Mysterious looks me up and down before speaking. "Liv isn't here right now." When he opened his mouth to speak I couldn't help but notice that he has the same Jersey accent as Olivia.

I catch that he called her Liv and wonder why he just call her that? She hates that name. I recall the day we spent in Santa Monica when she demanded that I never call her that name again. She was so angered by that nickname so why would one of her friend call her that? Then it suddenly clicks, this has to be her ex Vinnie. Only someone that you hate would conjure the anger I seen behind her eyes that day. As I figure out one puzzling question, more arises in my mind. Oh my god wait...what is he doing here? Did she run back to Vinnie after she left Seattle?

As sweat starts to gather on my brow, I ask, "I'm a friend of hers is there any way I can wait for her inside?"

"I don't know, it's not my place," he says while leaning on the door. "Liv's not here and Riley is sleeping. I don't feel comfortable with letting you in."

I can understand not feeling comfortable with letting a strange guy into your ex-girlfriend's apartment but I know deep down that he is just being a dick.

"Look mate, I just got in on the red eye from Seattle and I would really appreciate it if I could come in and wait."

To my surprise he steps back and holds the door open for me to come in. Once I am inside, I take a look around. It's a small apartment, which I expected, being that they live in a city. Plus she lives right in the middle of Philadelphia. I am sure that ups the price of the apartment a few hundred dollars. The place is decorated nicely and the only hint that college students live here are the scattered books around the room.

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