I glanced at my phone and saw a text from Niall, "I miss you :(". The plane hadn't even taken off and he was already missing me, this was going to be a long week away, for both of us. I texted him back quickly, before we were told to put out handheld devices away for takeoff. I sighed deeply as we did, missing Niall myself. 

I don't like going here alone myself, if I had a choice, I wouldn't go abroad on business trips, but it has to be done. I would take Niall, but it isn't fair to drag him along with me and just basically ditching him for the whole week, especially when he has things he needs to do himself. 

I looked overt at Andrew who was, of course, accompanying me on this journey, silently wishing it was Niall sitting in that seat instead. He gave me a worrying glance when he saw me basically staring him out without realising it. He then proceeded to place his hand only forehead, which made me jump in response. "Okay, you're not ill, so why are you staring at me blankly?" He questioned, raising his eyebrows at me.

"No reason, just... thinking." I trailed off, playing with the hem of my shirt I was wearing. Andrew gave me an odd glance and nodded, turning back to the magazine he was reading.. of course it was a woman's magazine, what more could we expect from him. I'm surprised he doesn't wear stiletto's to work. Although thinking on it.. he probably would if he could, but we don't want any necks broken in the office. That is one catastrophe I would much prefer avoid, the environment is stressful enough there. 

I twirled the locket Niall got me as we took off, even though he got me this, maybe three or four years ago, I still wear it every day religiously. It only comes off when I shower and then goes straight back on afterwards. 

I spent the whole duration of the flight thinking about Niall, wishing I had of said yes even though it would of been a selfish move. It would of just been nice to have him here with me. I like Andrew, don't get me wrong, he's great company but Niall is just .. Niall. His happy, bubbly self and he always manages to make me smile. 

He's like a destresser and I love that. 

... 

Niall's POV 

I spent all day just walking around the house, doing nothing much. When it came time, I made dinner for Jenny and I, only to realise Jenny wasn't going to come home from work today. I sighed then and just put out my own plate of food, sitting down at the table and feeling rather lonely. 

I looked to Jenny's empty seat, making me feel rather desolate. I picked at miffed and eventually just got up, scraping the plate off into the bin, my appetite suddenly disappearing. 

I placed the dishes in the dishwasher and then went to our room, taking out my phone to FaceTime Jenny but no surprise, it just said 'user not available for FaceTime right now." I tapped end call and slowly pressed the home button, exiting out of the app and logging onto Twitter. I typed in Jenny_Johnson13 and checked her tweets, smiling softly when I saw her last one. 

"Miss you NiallOffical :(" and along with that was a picture of the two of us. I clicked on it, it was a selfie we took while we were on our honeymoon, the good old days, back when we didn't have anything to stress about really, other than what were we having for dinner. 

I smiled at the photo and traced over her face, wishing it was her real face I was touching. Her cheeks, which are always soft, just like her lips. I jumped then when I heard a noise outside and realise I had just been sitting daydreaming about Jenny's lips. 

I was reverted back to the real world when I saw my front gates opening from the window and a car coming in. I frowned and squinted my eyes, wondering who the fuck that would be. The lads aren't in London yet, are they? 

I went through everyone who knew the code, well Jenny obviously but it wasn't her. Louis.. not his car. Liam..not his either. Harry.. well Harry never comes here so I wouldn't know his car, I mean he probably has one for every day of the year. 

I decided to stop trying to guess who is was and I went to see who it was. Whoever it was knocked on my door so it was definitely not one of the boys. I opened the door and got a nice surprise, it was Marcus, Jenny's brother. 

"Hi man." I smiled and brought him in for none other than an awkward 'bro hug', patting his back with one arm and then pulling back. "What are you doing here?" I questioned, although I was no less than elated to see him. 

"Jen told me to come keep you company today. I don't have to work so she said you'd like the company." He says, pushing past me and letting himself in. I stood at the door for a moment longer and pondered over what he said, finally coming to the conclusion that this couldn't hurt so I followed him in and seated myself  next to him on the couch. 

Jenny is always thinking of me and how to keep me content. God I love her. 

... 

Jenny's POV 

It had been a long first day in America. I had countless meetings and done innumerable model's makeup. I was fully booked all day at a shoot. My hand actually hurts from doing so many faces. It's a lot harder than you think, you need a lot of concentration as well, I mean, have you every tried to perfect winged eyeliner? Even I sometimes struggle to this day, especially when I'm exhausted and jet-lagged. 

I still managed to keep my professional persona going and everyone thought I was phenomenal. I thought I messed one poor girl up a bit but the makeup artist on my side asked me how I done her eyeshadow so perfect. I wasn't able to explain... I winged it because I was so tired. 

I was probably day dreaming about Niall too, wondering if he's okay. I hope Marcus didn't let me down and he went and spent some time with him to get him mind off of things because I know he's worried for his big day on Wednesday, I wish I could be there, but I can't. 

When I got back to the hotel I tried to sleep because I had a conference first thing in the morning but of course, no, I couldn't sleep when I needed to, could I? 

I sighed deeply and got up, going to Andrews room and knocking on his door. "Come join me in my room, I'm lonely and can't sleep." I say to him, adjusting my robe and tightening it. He wasn't asleep either so obviously he couldn't sleep. 

"Alright, I'll order the hot chocolate." He said to me and called for room service. I didn't even know they done room service at this time at the night but I guess when you pay for one of the most expensive hotels we could find.. you get what you pay for, may that be hot chocolate at three in the morning. 

I sat down on the edge of the bed with him as we sipped on our hot chocolate. "So what's worrying you, why can't you sleep?" He asked. He knows me so well, I didn't even have to say something was wrong but he knew right away. What else are best friends for? 

"Niall." I sighed and took another sip, putting down my mug then, prepared to begin full on ranting before he even asked what was wrong with Niall. "It's just, I'm here in America and he has his first proper like in the public, or on telly appearance tomorrow and I can't be there, I just feel so bad." I say biting on my lip and looking over at him. "Like I know he's going to be freaking out, he has a bit of anxiety whether he wants to admit it or not and it does get him down sometimes. I know it's getting him down right now. He's going to be doubting himself and freaking out and I just wish I could be there to comfort him." I exclaimed, pulling my legs to my chest and then starting to cry. "I shouldn't of even come here, I should of stayed with him, thats what a good wife would of done." I bite my lip and attempted to stop the ruthless tears that were streaming down my cheeks. 

"Hey, no, you needed to do this for your business. You needed to do this for your future of you makeup artistry." He says and wraps his arms around me. 

"Niall is more important than some stupid business." I fold my arms and look up at him. 

"I know how you feel, but you need to do this. Niall is a big boy, he'll find a way to cope and he will be fine. Don't let this ruin your reputation. You need this conference to boast your sales, don't you?" He asked which just made me pout. 

"Niall is more important than selling a few extra foundations and lipsticks." I firmly state. 

"Look Jenny, just stop worrying about him and think about yourself for once. He will be absolutely fine, it's only one day and you'll be back next Monday again to him." He told me which didn't really help how bad I felt. 

I finished off my hot chocolate and he left the room to go to bed. I didn't go to bed though, I booked tickets I knew I would be slaughtered and hung for doing but I needed do this. 

Niall's POV 

The night before my big day. The day I was presenting the show, could I sleep? Of course not. The bed felt empty and I didn't like it. It was too empty. I don't even have a damn cat I could cuddle with.. we really need to get a cat. 

I rolled around restlessly all night. Tomorrow is so important and I really just wish Jenny could be there with me, but sadly she can't. I feel as though I'm going to mess it up.. I probably am. I mean, it's been years since I was on live telly, I've probably forgotten how to act properly. 

These thoughts didn't leave me all night and I barely got any sleep. 

In the morning I went to the studio super early, there was a practise first of course. I was taken onstage and handed some cue cards I had to read out for the show. 

"Okay Niall, when I hold this sign up it means we're live and it's your turn to speak." The man instructing me who told me his name was Julian told me. He held up the sign and I held up my microphone, my hand shaking a little. "Don't be so nervous." He said when he saw I was. I chuckled nervously and wiped some perspiration that was beginning to form on my forehead. 

"Hello l-ladies and men - oh fuck I forgot the gentle." I hit my forehead with the palm of my hand. 

"Hey calm down Niall, it's just a practise and it's okay to mess up." Julian assured me. "Okay try again." He smiled and I nodded, wiping my forehead again and then picking up the bottle of water at my feet, my hand shaking slightly as I took a drink. 

I tried to recap the bottle but my hands were shaking too bad so I just set it down at my feet again. "Okay, m'ready." I said and inhaled deeply to try calm myself. He nodded at me to go and I started again and managed to say it perfectly.

"Okay Niall, please try and not to look at the card the whole time, look up to the camera, they need to see you, remember." 

"Oh fuck yeah." I nodded when I realised I had just been mumbling down into the card basically. 

"And no cursing." Julian added, which made me blush but nod. 

I started off more confident this time but then when I looked up as instructed I saw the camera and even though it wasn't on it made me panic. I'm going to screw up, aren't I? Is what I kept saying to myself. Everyone is going to just cringe watching me fail. 

I looked to the empty seats that would seen be filled with possibly a thousand people. I know I shouldn't be panicking seeing as I have played shows in front of over eighty thousand people at a time but this time is different. For one, I'm on this big stage alone, without the four boys I started off with. I don't have anyone to fall back on if I mess up, nobody can take over for me or stall the audience. 

It's just me. 

In addition to the fact that I have never done presenting on live television, I done it once or twice before but it was all filmed before and it was never live. I made a lot of mistakes but I was able to rectify them by them just editing it out and letting me do that certain part again. I can't do that now when it's life. If I mess up, I mess up and that's it. 

I stared at the empty seats and imaged them full of people, sitting there and judging me, probably wondering who the fuck I am and what I'm doing here. I started breathing faster then and stumbled on my words, cursing at myself and running a hand through my dishevelled hair. 

"Niall, whats wrong why are you freaking out?" Julian asked while I tried to calm my breathing. I went to leave to go backstage but kicked the water bottle and spilt the water everywhere so when I went to walk then I slipped in it, as though my situation couldn't get worse now my bum hurt. "Jesus, are you okay?" Julian asked about to come help me up but I had myself up before he came. 

"I'm fine." I sighed deeply and brushed myself off, ignoring the wet jeans I was now sporting. 

"Okay, just go get changed and calm down, we can try again later." He patted my shoulder. I nodded and went backstage to the dressing room where I took off my trousers and pulled on some sweats. I sat down on the couch and sighed deeply. 

Why did I ever agree to this? I know it could give me the opportunity to have my own show now, after being in the shadows for years but more than likely I'm going to screw this up so nobody is going to want to hire me as a presenter on a new show. 

I picked up my phone and there was a message from an unknown number. 

'Come outside studio 5 please.' I frowned and wondered who the fuck that would be?? 

I tentatively walked outside the studio and went to number five but saw nobody. I frowned and looked around for someone who could of possibly sent that text. Then from the corner of my eye I saw blonde coming from around he corner. A shade of blonde I knew all too well.

"Jenny!" I yelled and ran to her, wrapping my arms around her and then kissing all over her face. "Jenny what are you doing here?" I exclaimed, picking her up and twirling around with her, just so excited to see her. 

"Don't ask how I got here and what I done to get here, just appreciate the fact I'm here for your show tonight and I'm going to be watching from backstage." She grinned at me, wrapping her arms around me. 

I did appreciate the fact she was here, more than she would ever know. 

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A/N I hope you all had an amazing christmas and a happy new year! My new years resolution is to update more often so starting on Wednesday, I'm updating every Wednesday now and maybe a surprise day in between too ;). I'm gonna try my best and you guys can shoot me if I don't update on Wednesday's hahah

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