Aviana's POV

What this?" Niall reiterated his question when my body was rigid, my mouth unable to form a coherent sentence.

"Uh...plane tickets," I pointed out the evident, even though it was quite conspicuous what the items he was holding were. I did not want to tell Niall the truth, although I knew it was obligatory. It's just, how was I to inform him I was going to leave him?

"Yes, I am quite aware, f'er what?"

"I was going to leave," I quietly admitted, deciding that lying to Niall was not going to avail of anything. It would only consequence in the situation deteriorating.

"Leavin'? T' go where?" He questioned as he began to examine the tickets. "Florida. Last week, one adult n' one child," he scrunched his face up a little as he read it before he glanced back to me. He held them up and awaited for me to explain myself. "Why?"

"I just wanted to get out of here," I told him, running a hand through my hair, ruffling it gently as my teeth sunk into my bottom lip, enough to turn it white.

"Were ye intending t' come back?" He questioned. "'Cause I see no return tickets," he appeared to be growing a little agitated.

I peered up at him before my eyes cast to my lap, my heart beating incessantly in my chest at the forethought of having an argument with Niall. It was honestly the one thing I never wanted to occur between us, so I decided staying truthful was my best tactic.

I shook my head, feeling tears form in my eyes but I hastily blinked them back before Niall had a chance to see them.

"You were leavin', going half way across d'country n' you weren't even gonna let me say goodbye to Harper?!" He voice was raising with each word he spoke. I felt myself tensing up, my body trembling a little as I sat there, feeling like a repugnant being. I deserved to feel disdained in his presence right now. All I have done is treat a benevolent being with little respect.

"Yes," I quietly responded.

"How could ye do this t' me? After all I've done for you?" He furrowed his eyebrows, seeming more distressed now than vexed.

"I know, I'm a terrible person," I whispered, almost inaudibly.

"Aviana, I've tried me hardest with you. I've even let y'er lil 'un call me dad and you were going to leave me?"

"I'm sorry Niall, but I didn't leave," I reminded him.

"But ye were gonna. Oh my God, I was 'ere that day. Ye lied to me, ye told me you were at your ma's house," he shook his head in disbelief.

"I know, but as soon as I thought of you, I realised I couldn't leave. Niall please believe me," I begged, tears forming in my eyes again.

"The only thing I ever asked from you was f'er you t' be honest with me n' you can't even do that," he incredulously said, shaking his head at me as he backed up to the door. I shook my head, wiping my eyes quickly, standing up as well and taking steps toward him.

"Niall, I was scared, I wanted to get out of here and honestly, in the moment getting away felt safer than staying here. But sitting in the airport after you called I realised I couldn't leave you," I declared as a tear rolled down my cheek. I soon got the customary salty taste of tears in my mouth.

"Ye were plannin' t' leave. I was there the night before with ye n' asked ye to come to the event with me n' oh my God, you said you didn't know. Now I know why, you were actually planning t' leave," he said, as he came to realisation of the events that unraveled.

"I know. Niall, I know I'm a terrible person for lying to you but I promise I won't do it again. I just wasn't thinking straight. All I was thinking of was keeping Harper safe and-"

"And you didn't 'hink I could keep her safe here?" He questioned.

"I'm not saying that Niall, I'm just saying I wanted to get out of here, I wasn't thinking straight and-"

"Just save it Aviana, I think I've heard enough." He said, leaving the living room and walking to the hallway.

"Niall wait. I can explain, just let me tell you what happened," I pleaded, coming after him and grabbing his arm. He turned to me, his gaze almost perturbing as he glowered at me. He shook my grip off him and his hand made contact with the metal knob of the door.

"I know what happened. You were taking Harper away from me n' leaving me," he snapped, his mien suddenly unsettling me. I had never seen Niall look so vexed. I understand how he was feeling indignant though. I did not blame him.

"Niall, I'm sorry. Can you forgive me?" I questioned, my eyebrows furrowing. I did not want to lose Niall, he is the only person who has ever treated me with respect. He is the only person who has ever shown me not all people are audacious and prejudiced beings. And I treated him like complete and utter shit.

"You know what, never mind. I'm just sorry," I quietly said, letting his arm go.

"I honestly thought ye were different. I care so much for Harper and I thought I was beginning to like you as more than just a friend," he calmly said. My eyes widened when he uttered those words and I stood rather stupefied, not knowing how to respond.

He shot me one last glower before he opened the door and left, slamming the door behind him. I screwed my eyes shut at the stentorian bang of the door. My body grew rigid and I stood like this for a few moments before I just broke down and began to sob, allowing myself to cry for once.

I kept them quiet until I entered my room, sitting down on my bed, placing my face in my hands as I just cried. After a few moments, I told myself to stop crying. Aviana, it's your own fault this has happened. Your own ignorant and vacuous decision has resulted in this. You deserve to lose Niall, but you don't even deserve to drown in your own sorrows.

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Niall's POV

Once I arrived back at my apartment, my security guards knew I was in an agitated mood. I stormed past them and disregarded their existence when they spoke to me. I was just so upset, all I wanted was to be alone.

I slammed my front door behind me and made my way to my bedroom where I allowed myself to flop on the bed. Grabbing my pillow, I pressed my face into it and let out a scream.

Why must I be so idiotic? I always trust people I shouldn't. I always let the people I shouldn't get close to me and in the end, I always get hurt. This is why relationships never work for me. People are assholes and people fuck you over.

Sometimes, I just wish I wasn't so well known - I avoid the word 'famous' because it just makes me cringe. It would make trusting people so much more uncomplicated. Also, had I not been famous, I consequently would have never met Aviana, thus, I would not have been sitting here pitying myself for trusting the wrong person.

I groaned quietly to myself when I heard the doorbell ring, running a hand over my face. I stood up and walked to the door, rolling my eyes when I saw it was Louis. "What d'ya want?" I sighed as I stood back and allowed him to enter.

"I was just coming to see if you and Avi wanted to come for a few drinks tonight with the lads," He informed me.

"No," I shook my head, debating in my head momentarily whether or not to apprise Louis of the knowledge that we had just had a dispute. "Avi won't be comin' anyway," I said, somewhat too snappily as he eyed me suspiciously then.

"What happened?" He raised his eyebrows at me, taking a seat on the couch, awaiting for my presence next to him.

"What makes you 'hink something happened?" I retorted as I took a seat and he leaned with his elbows on his thighs.

"Niall, I'm too smart for you. Now what happened?" He questioned.

"She lied t' me," I quietly admitted, playing with my fingers. I felt as though I reacted rather petulantly, not even giving her a chance to explain. I've just been played with on an abundance of occasions, I wanted to shield myself from the distress of it. I didn't want to feel the desolateness it results in.

"What? What did she lie to you about?" Louis sat up more upright, a solicitous expression suddenly residing on his features.

"It doesn't matter," I sighed, lifting my shoulders and allowing them to fall lethargically. I rested my cheek in the palm of my hand as I fiddled aimlessly with the hem of my t-shirt. I felt my eyes tingle a little as though they were filling with tears. But there weren't. It was probably just dust in my eyes.

"Niall, what did she do?" Louis' voice became more demanding. I sighed quietly, knowing that telling him was going to be onerous. Louis was not going to surrender until I told him. He is relentless.

"She was going to leave. Like go to Florida n' she lied t' me when she was on the phone t' me tha' day at d'airport. She was gonna leave n' not even let me say goodbye to Harper or tell me why she was goin'," I explained, running a sweaty hand through my disheveled hair.

"But she didn't leave," Louis pointed out, raising an eyebrow at me.

"No, but she was planning t' and she wasn't gonna tell me," I snapped, immediately getting defensive when I felt as though he was about to give me a lecture.

"But Niall, she didn't leave. She could have left when she was at that airport but something stopped her. Probably the thought of leaving you," Louis suggested, shrugging his shoulders.

"Yeah, a know she didn't go, but she was gonna n' when I asked where she was she lied n'-"

"Niall, she didn't go. I think you're over reacting if you ask me," Louis said, raising his eyebrows at me. I shot him a glower before exhaling deeply and telling myself to calm down. "Obviously she was leaving for a reason, did you even let her tell you why she was leaving?" He questioned.

"No," I bluntly responded, not particularly wanting to admit it because I kind of felt as though I was in the wrong now.

"Well, I think before you even get at her for wanting to leave, you should have asked her why she was going to leave," He replied.

"I think it was 'cause she knew she couldn't afford to pay me back. Next time I saw her she was askin' 'bout that but I told her she didn't have to worry about it," I informed him, rubbing the back of my neck.

"I feel there was more to it than just that," Louis shrugged. "But I don't know, I don't know how she thinks," he sighed. "Anyway, what are you going to do? Be a lil' grumpy puss," Louis pinched my cheek and cooed at me as though I was a child.

I pushed him off and glared at him before rolling my eyes. "I can be grumpy if I wanna be," I folded my arms, a soft smirk tugging at my lips.

"God, calm your superstar vagina," he chuckled, rolling his eyes.

"Sh'up Lou," I felt a blush rise up my cheeks.

"Right. I'm gonna give you some relationship advice right now. I know you're not the best with girls."

"I've had loads a girlfriends Lou, sh'up," I rolled my eyes.

"Yes, and have any of them been around for longer than a few months?" He raised his eyebrows at me. I dwelled on the thought for a moment before it kind of set in. I had presumed it just wasn't meant to be, but then again, maybe I'm just not the best at relationships.

"Right. Give me your advice."

"Girls are confusing. Girls will confuse you. They do things they don't mean all the time and they say things they don't mean. You just have to be patient and let them explain. Don't just run away like you did, unless it's something serious like she cheated on you or murdered your best friend."

"Murdered my best friend?" I incredulously exclaimed.

"I watch too much Pretty Little Liars. Don't judge me."

"You watch a girls tv show?" I rolled my eyes.

"It's not limited to one gender," he rolled his eyes. "But yes, I watch it. And Niall, this is not my point," he folded his arms.

"Okay, sorry, you can continue, Louise."

"Niall," he warned.

"Sorry," I giggled. "Look, Louis I know I may 'ave overreacted but she told me I could trust her. She told me she wouldn't lie to me n' I just can't deal with being fucked over," I sighed.

"I know. She should have told you the truth right away," he agreed with me.

"I find it hard t' trust people n' I d'know. I just thought I could trust 'er. I thought she was different. I thought I was beginning to like her," I whispered the last part.

"Yeah, I could tell," Louis agreed, giving me a sympathetic smile. "Well, can you trust her?" Louis questioned.

"I don't know," I quietly responded, biting on my nails.

"Well, that's something you're going to have to figure out," Louis stood up, patting me on the back. "And soon," he added before exiting the room.

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