" Mommy, I miss you." Alex whines through the phone. I lean back on the headboard wanting to pick up my car keys and drive over to Sean's house to get Alex, but I wasn't strong enough for the both of us.
" I miss you more, sweetie." I told her. She sniffed on the other side of the phone and then I hung up. If I hadn't she would've heard me break down, and then she'd be confused. She would ask questions that I didn't have answers to.
" Don't beat yourself up, it's not your fault." Harry says as he walks into the room with take out dinner. I shake my head and bring my knees up to my chest. How could I not hate myself for this?
" Here." He says, holding out a paper bag with food. I don't take it, food being the last thing on mind. He sighs and places the food onto the nearby nightstand.
" Fine." He grumbles, " Don't eat, just talk." I stare at him, hurt and confused at his sudden tone.
There stood Niall at the door, a look of hope on his face as I stared at him.
" Why the hell is here? " I push past Harry and make way over to Niall. I grabbed the doorknob and jerked it open, taking one last glance at the two before throwing it closed behind me. I walked down the corridors of the hotel, lost and just aimlessly walking in different directions.
" Vanessa, stop." I froze at the sound of his voice.
" Don't you understand?" I muttered, talking a few steps towards him.
" Things could never go on the way they use to." I insisted. He shook his head in disbelief, grabbing my arm and stopping me from leaving.
" Why are you so afraid of trying?" He muttered. I pulled my arm away from his grasp and sighed.
" You don't think I'm trying?" I whisper.
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One Thing. One Love. One Direction. ( Niall Horan Fan fiction)
FanfictionVanessa isn't the biggest fan of One Direction but when her best friend Jillian scores them front row seats and backstage passes Vanessa is starting to feel a change in opinion. Vanessa doesn't really want to believe it but she thinks she's falling...
