I woke to the sounds of birds chirping, I opened my eyes to see rays of sunlight dancing in through the cracks of the black curtains that hung covering the window in my hotel room.

I let out a sigh and sat up. I found my phone on the nightstand only to see 30 plus messages on my screen from the guys. Along with some from my family and friends back home. I had left in such a hurry, I had dropped my entire life back in Utah. I didn't even give anyone an explanation.

I didn't bother reading them, what was the point? I wasn't going to be gone forever.

I flopped back down onto the mattress and stared up at the popcorn ceiling, I studied the light fixture in the center of the ceiling. It was the kind that low key looked like a boob, I laughed to myself amused at the thought. That's when suddenly I heard a knock at the door.

I hesitantly got up, only wearing a black t shirt from the night before. I slowly tiptoed across the ugly red carpet of the hotel room and peered through the peep hole in the center of the door.

Nobody was to be seen, I slowly opened the door and glanced down the hallway, first left then right. That is odd.

I looked down to see a folded up piece of notebook paper on the ground, I leaned over and picked it up. I walked back into the room and closed the door behind me.

I opened the piece of paper to see Niall's hand writing. Don't ask me how I knew it was his, I just knew.

"Scar, I think we need to talk. Can you please meet me at the little café in the first floor of the hotel at 9am. breakfast? -N"

The note read, I lightly smiled and glanced at the clock that hung on the wall above the bed. It was already 8:30am, I didn't have much time.

I quickly found my bags, I had Emmett request the hotel staff to pick them up after we had gotten back and have them brought to my room.

I dug around and found some dark denim skinny jeans, I slid them on and grabbed some socks out next. I pulled my black and white checkered vans on and decided to just leave the black t shirt on.

I quickly entered the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror, my golden brown hair was a complete rats nest. I ran a brush through it and left it down. I never bothered with makeup so getting ready had always been fairly quick for me.

I brushed my teeth and after I was done I found myself sitting on the edge of the hotel bed.

I had been so preoccupied with getting ready I hadn't had time to process the note Niall had left. What did he want to talk about?

Did he want to break up with me, wait was it even considered a break up? We hadn't even established what we were. I was just so confused.

I sighed knowing the only way I was going to find out what it was about was by marching my chicken ass downstairs and confronting him myself.

I got up swallowing my pride and left the room, my hands sweating and heart racing.