Accidental Reunion
Chapter 18
Brooke's POV
"So you didn't think I would of remembered? What, did you think I turned into a jackass just because I became famous?" Niall snapped at me, surprisingly mad at what I had said; something I didn't want to have happen.
"No. I just, well, I don't know." I stuttered as I tried to come up with a good explanation, but wasn't really getting anywhere. Niall then let out a deep breath, clearly annoyed.
"Your flight's going to leave soon. You should go." he muttered quickly, looking down at the ground before glancing back up at me.
"Niall, please-" I started, but he interrupted me before I could finish.
"We're not ready for a long distance relationship. You weren't even honest with me the whole time we were together." he said, and I started crying. The tears fell down my cheek, making me look like a complete idiot in front of the whole airport, but I didn't care. I couldn't believe how all of this was going down, spiraling out of control.
"Whatever. I deserve to be with someone who cares about me." I barked at him, trying to show him how I didn't care what he thought, even though I truely did, and walked away. I didn't even look back once, because I knew I would of been greeted with only angry looks from him. I didn't want to remember things like that. That would make things worse.
Niall was a part of my past now, again. And I don't plan on him being a part of my future.
When my flight landed in America, I was happy to be back home.
Although it wasn't my home, and I knew that. My home would always be back in England. But thinking of England made me think of Niall, and I didn't want to.
I can't believe what happened at the airport. I thought he would understand.
I told Chris what went down on the plane ride home, and he felt bad.
After all, he kind of pressured me into telling Niall. But he was right. If I left England and didn't tell Niall, it would have made things even worse. It was better to tell the truth sometime instead of hiding it forever.
That thought made me think of how my friend said Niall went to her dad's club and asked a lot of questions about me. He wasn't the only one that was hiding the truth. I felt so stupid; realizing why he was asking. He wanted clarification if it was only him that remembered our happy past.
My heart sunk as I thought about the annoyed look on his face at the airport, the last facial expression he gave me before I left him. Why would he get so upset so quickly?
Maybe he was just too upset that we didn't actually get a real goodbye. I mean, we had an hour and a half after Chris called me. That's not really the most time to do something romantic and memorible to make the goodbye less painful.
We didn't even get closure. We didn't even get a last kiss. Everything was left off unfinished, and that killed me inside.
so the story will end soon. Hope you guys are still enjoying it though! Love you all.
- Emma and Mallory
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