Hello my amazing fans! Beware, this chapter is shorter than I wanted it to be. There will be drama (of course) so this is just a warning! ;D I hope everyone enjoys it.

By the way, I got over 500 fans and I'm so excited! WOOP WOOP. Wattpad party!

This chapter is dedicated to DependsOnForever because she's really awesome and she tried to help me get to 500 fans. :) So, thank you! <3

By the way, the song on the side is "Miles Don't Mean Anything" by Eye Alaska. I think it really describes Niall and Ariella's relationship perfectly. Just listen to it and you'll understand!

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Chapter Four

Ariella(Jamie)’s POV

            Wade and I tried to console Thomas as he was going through his breakdown. It was honestly very frightening to see. Thomas was shaking all over and just kept muttering things to himself under his breath. Tears streaked his strong face. I bounded off the couch and into the nearest bathroom. I got a towel and threw it at Wade. He gave me a confused look. I snatched the towel back from him and wiped away the shaking man’s tears.

            Wade just looked dumbstruck. I patted Thomas’ back. After a while, he stopped shaking and just fell into the floor.

“What’s happening?!” I shouted.

“I don’t know!” Wade yelled back.

Thomas lifted his head up and looked at Wade and I. He slowly got up and brushed off his clothes.

“Please don’t look at me,” Thomas whispered.

I averted my eyes.

“Thomas, what happened?” I asked.

“I’m so embarrassed,” He mumbled.

“Don’t be,” I said.

“I can’t believe I just broke down in front of you two… I’m just going to leave now.”

I caught his arm before he walked away.

“Thomas, tell me what’s wrong. What happened twenty tears ago that has you so distraught?” I asked.

He ripped his arm out of my grasp.

“Nothing that Thomas can’t handle. However, Jason is falling apart at the seams,” He said as he walked out the door.

So Jason was Thomas’ real name…

“Wade, do you know what happened?” I asked as I stared into his eyes.

“God only knows what went wrong…” He muttered while sitting back on the couch.

I heard Wade’s phone buzzing from his pocket. His eyebrows furrowed as he answered the call.

“Yes, I’m at her house. No, you can meet her later. Cecilia, can I call you back later? Okay, I will. Bye,” Wade hung up.

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