Goodbye

                                    

                                          
Chapter 38

                          
Niall's POV
                          
Bridg <3: Sorry for 'just being there' go to hell Niall
                          
Shit, she heard the interview, I didn't want to say it but management made me. They told me to not to announce our relationship, they told me to make the rumors as if we broke up/never we out. 
                          
I called her over and over and she wouldn't answer me, I was in the other room when Harry knocked on the door. "Hey lad, want me to call Taylor," 
                          
"why did I say that?! Why was I so dumb to listen to management. Harry I love her, I just lost her because my head is so far up managements ass to realize what they do to me!" 
                          
"Just settle down Niall, I'll call Taylor." Harry pulled out his phone and put it on speaker.
                          
 "hey babe, Bridget and I are about to sit down and eat her celebration cake, can I call you back?"
                          
 "Uh well how is Bridg?" Harry stutters, not trying to cross any lines. 
                          
"She's great! She just got home from auditions, did she tell Niall?! She made the team and Sandy! Why do you ask?" Taylor sounds so happy when she talks about Bridget. Like a proud mom would. 
                          
 "Niall was wondering if he could talk to her for a second"
                          
 We heard them talking 'Niall wants to talk to you, is your phone dead or something' 
                          
Bridget's voice was softer, 'no, but tell him I might call him later' 
'might? Why might? Bridg you okay?' 
                          
 Taylor comes back to the phone with a lie  "she's busy with homework, I'll have her call him later tonight. But Harry I'll call you later okay? I love you"
                          
Harry doesn't push any more than he needs to. He told me that he is not going to ruin his relationship over this and I understand, "I love you too T"
                          
And she hung up, "She wasn't doing homework, she didn't tell Taylor? Harry what do I do?"
                          
He sat there for a minute, "make a public apology... sing They Don't Know About Us on a Twitcam and hope she sees it. And if not in two weeks when we fly out there again, surprise her at her game or her show." 
                          
He was right, I had to do something. And that wasn't a terrible idea, I had written the song for her and I, she would understand. 
                          
I got out my guitar and recorded it, and I posted it on Twitter and tagged her into it. 'to the one I love, I'm sorry @Bridget_Swift' 
                          
Two weeks later
                          
It's been two weeks since I sent out the video, she hasn't tried to contact me, and will ignore my calls. Shes has been on twitter a few times, posting pictures of her with her teammates, and her in costume on stage and one with her and Taylor in town. 
                          
She looks so happy, I used to make her happy; until I was an asshole to her. Tomorrow Harry and I were getting on the plane to see Bridget and Taylor. Harry walked into my room on the phone and put it on speaker.

                          
"—game is at 9:30 tomorrow morning and the show is tonight at 7, what time do you take off?"
                          
  "Were boarding in a few minutes so probably be there around 5. You sure Niall should come?" He asked once more 
                          
 "yes. Bridget has been miserable Harry. She's been writing song after song, trying to find some closure, but after every one, she just ends sadder than the last. And she has nightmares; oh just horrible nightmares Harry, she can't even sleep alone anymore. She always wakes up with the fear of someone leaving her. I can't leave the bed until she wakes otherwise she goes into shock. It's painful to watch Harry." Her voice is shaky on the other side, proving to us this is more strain on her and Bridget than we thought.