Chapter 27

                                    

                                          
Niall
                          
I wake up to a banging on my door. I groan and roll out of bed to open the door. I need to stop getting woken up like this. 
                          
"What?" I whine as I open the door. 
                          
"Mate, your girl is relentless... she just woke me up." Liam says handing over my phone. I completely forgot he had it. 
                          
I remember getting off the plane and wanting to go out but I settled for the hotel bar and had a few more drinks before Liam helped me upstairs to pass out. 
                          
I look at my phone and see I have three missed calls and a text from Sav on it asking for me to call her once I'm up. It's what needs to happen, I just don't know how this conversation is going to go. I thank Liam and go back to my bed with my phone and look through her snap chat story once more, look at her text, her tweets and Instagram. She hadn't tweeted or posted on Instagram, so I'm a little relieved. 
                          
I then feel like I am about to puke as I make it right in time for the toilet. I guess that's what I get for mixing my liquors. I hadn't puked in a while. I shower and order food before I can even handle calling Sav back. I have to admit I am nervous as to what she has to say, as well about what I'm going to say. With my recent revelations of love, but my anger last night I have mixed feelings if I should tell her or not. 
                          
Trying to do all of this with a wicked hangover is not easy. Nothing is easy about this. Before the show I was set on calling Sav this morning and telling her I love her. She's all I ever thought about. Then after seeing her snap story I got so angry she was hanging out with her ex that it makes me question her... Do I give her the benefit of the doubt? Do I hear her out? 
                          
I finally come to the conclusion that I owe her a call back. If this is the end all be all, I may as well get this over with. I'm so nervous my palms are sweaty and my hands are shaking. 
                          
She answer's right away, "Hey." She doesn't sound angry or mad, or guilty. 
                          
"Hey there..." 
                          
There's an awkward pause before I hear her take a deep breath, "Niall... I'm so sorry." 
                          
It takes me off guard, but am now worried something might have happened, "What are you sorry for?" 
                          
"For a lot of things.... I have a lot I want to tell you, and I hope you're not mad, but I understand if you are." 
                          
"Well.... I'll listen... just tell me."  I say wanting to metaphorically rip off the band aid. 
                          
"I'm sorry if you felt like I was stringing you along this week first and foremost. I realize I probably over reacted about this rumor, but we both could have done differently. When I saw the story I was just so shocked because I couldn't believe you would be capable of something like that. Then secondly I started questioning myself. I thought maybe I was falling into old patterns and I freaked out a little bit. But I do believe you with this whole situation, and I don't think you would ever do something like that to one of your friends, or anyone really. But seeing the story and how it's everywhere and to see how everyone has an opinion it did freak me out. It really opened my eyes to what could happen in the very near future. I mean I feel like it is a normal reaction for someone like me who isn't used to this situation. My walls were screaming at me to throw them back up and I was battling internally really when I said I needed some space to figure everything out, and finally last night I think I did." She says. 
                          
There's a pit in my stomach uneasy about what is about to come out of her mouth, unless it's just my breakfast wanting to come back up. It may be a bit of both quite honestly. 
                          
"...And what is that?" I ask nervously. 
                          
"Well.... I think you need to know how I came to the conclusion before I tell you the conclusion. This is where you might get mad...." She pauses and I am worried even more knowing it has to do with that guy.