Breathe
The Call
“ Take another shhooootttt” Tia hissed threw clenched teeth loud enough to hear over the booming music of the club. I roll my eyes; I’m not in the drinking mood. She grabs my arm and pulls me into a corner.
“ Seriously Nina, I haven’t seen you in about two weeks and before that you were in an accident, I want to spend time with you so please loosen up” She smacks my bare forearm making a slapping noise. I sigh “ Okay” I put my hand out and she gives me the shot.
--
“ I cant- I cant- cant feel my face Tiiaaaa” I slur at her with one arm draped over her shoulder, stumbling to the taxi cab with a half empty vodka bottle in my hand.
“ Uh where too ladies?” I hear a mans voice from the front seat of the cab.
“ Hoommee please” I blurt out without thinking; Tia breaks down into hysterical laughter before presenting our address to the driver. “ I missed you sooo much” She grabs my face and twists her lips into a fake drunk smirk. I giggle and make a choking sound. She bursts out laughing. I feel my head spinning and all my limbs warm up, I am really drunk. I shuffle through my purse for my phone, I take it out and glare at the blurry screen. I blink three times and focus my eyes to the red dots appearing all over my phone. I stare at the time 4:08am
“ Shiiiiitt” I curse aloud
“ Whhhatttt” Tia talks in a fake British accent… British accent... Oh fuck Harry; he’s going to kill me. How could I forget to call or text, my drunken mind takes over and I find myself dialing his number.
“Nina” A stern angry British boy answers, he’s still up. Shit. Oh wait, its like nighttime there, I relax visibly.
“ Heyyyooo” I giggle, trying to cease the tension growing between these two phones
“ Are you drunk?” He asks appalled
“ A litttllleee” I slur, and turn to see Tia barley containing her humor. My body shakes from me trying to hide my laughter.
“ A little? It’s fucking four in the morning there, I haven’t heard from you in hours, we’ve all been calling non stop and you don’t pick up your phone, how much have you had to drink?” He yells into the phone
“ Allot…” I frown nervously
“ I told you that I’m not there to watch you and to be safe”
“ You don’t need to watch me Harreh I’m an adult toooo, and I was saaafe” I chuckle at the mispronunciations of the words I just spoke and I hear Harry take a deep breath into the phone.
“ Whatever, I’m going, bye” He stays on the line, waiting for my response. I don’t know what to say, I don’t want him to be angry with me.
“ I’m sorry, I love you, bye” I hear a sigh
“ I love you too,” He adds grumpily, we pull up to the apartment.
“ I’m home, I’ll call you later” I hang up the phone.
--
The warm sun greets my eyes unpleasantly and my hung-over brain aches. I flop over and look at the clock present on my nightstand. 9:04am it reads. Oh shit my first class is at 9:30. I abruptly stand, too fast for my feeble body. I stumble backwards and sigh.
“ Tia” I call out as I leave my bedroom, she’s flopped over the couch making appalling noises. I produce a frail giggle.
“ Don’t. Laugh. At. Me. I’m. Dying.” she says staccato
“ I have school today and a tryout, so I wont be home till 6:30”
“ K have fun good luck bye” she waves her hand dismissingly and turning over on the couch back facing me.
I slide over to the kitchen and put on the coffee pot.
“ Coffee?” I notice Tia’s head snap up. I nod and give her a big Cheshire cat smile as she trips over to the kitchen.
“ Was Harry mad at you?” She grumbles while rubbing her temples
“ A little, more at the fact I didn’t keep in contact with him”
“ When are you going to see him?”
I swallow the lump forming in my throat, I shrug “ I don’t know, I hope soon” my hand finds the small h pendant on my chest and I take a deep breath.
I walk back into my room and put on my hangover clothes. http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=79564684 I take a look in the mirror before leaving my room, oh god I’m a disaster.
The smell of fresh coffee wakens me as I pour some into a traveller’s mug.
Harrys P.O.V
“ So Harry who’s the pretty girl?” I snap my eyes up and the interviewer pulls a picture of Nina and I on the small screen, I feel a smile grow across my face.
“ Yeah Harry who’s is she?” Louis winks and nudges my arm
“ She’s my girlfriend,” I answer
“ An American girl?” I nod; him talking about her is making me miss her more.
“ So do you think she’s having fun back in America without you?” I narrow my eyes, what an odd question, a weird feeling grows in the pit of my stomach as another image appears across the screen, her and Tia walking out of a club, clearly wasted.
I produce an uncomfortable laugh, “ She’s aloud to have fun, it was her first day back” The interviewer seems happy with my response and turns the focus over to Liam and the pregnancy.
“ So Niall, you seem to be the only one single?”
“ Yeah, I’m single” Niall gleams up
“ Do you have your eyes set on anyone?” I look over at Niall and I can feel my face hardening
“ Oh yeah forsure” Niall responds casually, glaring back at me.
-
“ Who do you have your eyes set on Niall?” I cock my head to one side and ask as we all settle in the car
“ A girl” He replies blatantly looking around at the uneducated faces
“ Oh? What’s her name?” I say, my voice a bit too high.
“ Shut up Harry”
“ She’s mine,” I snarl
“ Are we missing something?” Liam asks confused
“ Oh come on, Nialls in love with Nina, he told her at the hospital when Dani was ill” I hear at least four gasps.
Nina’s P.O.V
I struggle to keep my eyes open for the last twenty minutes of my last class.
“ Nina” I hear a hand hit my desk, I flinch and shake to sit up
“ You’re essay on the effects of green house gasses was impeccable” My professor smiles big at me. I blink three times before responding.
“ Thank you”
“ I looked at your record, you have an large soccer background, am I seeing you at try outs tonight?” oh shit I have a try out.
I nod “ Yes forsure” I hear the ring of the bell and give my teacher a small smile before rushing out of his classroom.
I take out my phone, I haven’t talked to Harry all day, no calls, no texts nothing.
I dial his number quickly and he answers on the first ring
“ Hey baby”, I smile as butterflies fill my stomach
“ How was your day?” I ask
“ Good, oh except for the intoxicated picture of you and Tia floating around the Internet” I hear his anger I sigh.
“ Sorry, I should go”
“ Why?”
“ Cause we fight every time we talk” I say a little to harshly.
“ I just miss you” I hear the pain in his voice
“ I miss you” I hear him smile
“ I got to go babe, I’ll call you later” He hangs up the phone and I frown, we’re breaking, we can’t have a conversation for more than 3 minutes. I dismiss the thought in the back of my head and focus on soccer.
I run across campus to the fields and enter the girls change rooms; I look around and count 46 girls all giving me dirty looks. I find an empty corner and change. http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=79749917.
“ Hi I’m Penelope” A super tall brunette presents me her hand, I shake it
“ Hi I’m Nina” I smile
“ You’re dating Harry Styles, from One Direction right?”
“ Yeah, why?”
“ What are you doing here then?”
“ I’m sorry I don’t understand” I frown
She gawks a laugh at me before turning away. I stare at her as she walks off, what was her problem.
-
“ Alright, I want four laps” The coach yells at us as we emerge from the change rooms, I notice he’s tall, about Harry’s height, vibrant blue eyes and maybe early twenties. His body is immaculate.
As soon as I start running I feel my body reject it, everything aches. We finish the four laps and I amazingly make it in first.
-
“ Good effort girls!” Luke, the coach shouts as the try out finishes. I change back into my hangover clothes and start the walk back to the apartment.
“ Hey Nina” I hear a male voice call out.
“ Hey Coach” I smile as he catches up to me
“ You’re an amazing player”
I smile, “ Thanks”
“ Don’t stress about not making the team, you forsure have a spot” He pats my shoulder and runs back to the fields.
-
“ Tia?” I yell as I get inside, I walk into the living room and notice her fast asleep on the couch. I smile and pull a throw blanket over her.
My phone vibrates.
“ Hello” I answer quietly, tip toeing out of the living room to avoid walking Tia up.
“ Hello, is this Nina Vinci?” an unfamiliar voice talks on the other line
“ Yes this is she”
“ Miss. Vinci I’m detective Millar from the California Police Department, I have some information on your parents” I swallow
“ My parents have been deceased for over 6 years”
“ We have come across items of theirs and belongings you should see, also we have found a will. I cannot disclose any information on the items or the will over the phone. It would be best if we could plan a meeting and talk then, would you be able to fly out to California next week? We will pay the flight” I mentally scan over my schedule, next week we have a 5-day weekend.
“ I can’t make any official plans right now but I would probably be able to fly up on Thursday and leave Sunday.” I answer shaking
“ Thank you Miss. Vinci, I look forward to our meeting”
-
“ Nina are you home?” I hear Tia call out as I walk into the kitchen
“ Yeah I’m in here” The buzzer goes off
“ I’ll get it” I shout, It’s probably my dad wanting to know about soccer.
I click the button “ Hey come on up” I say without asking who it is. Within 15 seconds there is a knock at the door. I open it.
“ Niall?!” I stare at the blonde headed Irish boy standing in front of me. My jaw dropped open.
“ Seriously Nina, I haven’t seen you in about two weeks and before that you were in an accident, I want to spend time with you so please loosen up” She smacks my bare forearm making a slapping noise. I sigh “ Okay” I put my hand out and she gives me the shot.
--
“ I cant- I cant- cant feel my face Tiiaaaa” I slur at her with one arm draped over her shoulder, stumbling to the taxi cab with a half empty vodka bottle in my hand.
“ Uh where too ladies?” I hear a mans voice from the front seat of the cab.
“ Hoommee please” I blurt out without thinking; Tia breaks down into hysterical laughter before presenting our address to the driver. “ I missed you sooo much” She grabs my face and twists her lips into a fake drunk smirk. I giggle and make a choking sound. She bursts out laughing. I feel my head spinning and all my limbs warm up, I am really drunk. I shuffle through my purse for my phone, I take it out and glare at the blurry screen. I blink three times and focus my eyes to the red dots appearing all over my phone. I stare at the time 4:08am
“ Shiiiiitt” I curse aloud
“ Whhhatttt” Tia talks in a fake British accent… British accent... Oh fuck Harry; he’s going to kill me. How could I forget to call or text, my drunken mind takes over and I find myself dialing his number.
“Nina” A stern angry British boy answers, he’s still up. Shit. Oh wait, its like nighttime there, I relax visibly.
“ Heyyyooo” I giggle, trying to cease the tension growing between these two phones
“ Are you drunk?” He asks appalled
“ A litttllleee” I slur, and turn to see Tia barley containing her humor. My body shakes from me trying to hide my laughter.
“ A little? It’s fucking four in the morning there, I haven’t heard from you in hours, we’ve all been calling non stop and you don’t pick up your phone, how much have you had to drink?” He yells into the phone
“ Allot…” I frown nervously
“ I told you that I’m not there to watch you and to be safe”
“ You don’t need to watch me Harreh I’m an adult toooo, and I was saaafe” I chuckle at the mispronunciations of the words I just spoke and I hear Harry take a deep breath into the phone.
“ Whatever, I’m going, bye” He stays on the line, waiting for my response. I don’t know what to say, I don’t want him to be angry with me.
“ I’m sorry, I love you, bye” I hear a sigh
“ I love you too,” He adds grumpily, we pull up to the apartment.
“ I’m home, I’ll call you later” I hang up the phone.
--
The warm sun greets my eyes unpleasantly and my hung-over brain aches. I flop over and look at the clock present on my nightstand. 9:04am it reads. Oh shit my first class is at 9:30. I abruptly stand, too fast for my feeble body. I stumble backwards and sigh.
“ Tia” I call out as I leave my bedroom, she’s flopped over the couch making appalling noises. I produce a frail giggle.
“ Don’t. Laugh. At. Me. I’m. Dying.” she says staccato
“ I have school today and a tryout, so I wont be home till 6:30”
“ K have fun good luck bye” she waves her hand dismissingly and turning over on the couch back facing me.
I slide over to the kitchen and put on the coffee pot.
“ Coffee?” I notice Tia’s head snap up. I nod and give her a big Cheshire cat smile as she trips over to the kitchen.
“ Was Harry mad at you?” She grumbles while rubbing her temples
“ A little, more at the fact I didn’t keep in contact with him”
“ When are you going to see him?”
I swallow the lump forming in my throat, I shrug “ I don’t know, I hope soon” my hand finds the small h pendant on my chest and I take a deep breath.
I walk back into my room and put on my hangover clothes. http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=79564684 I take a look in the mirror before leaving my room, oh god I’m a disaster.
The smell of fresh coffee wakens me as I pour some into a traveller’s mug.
Harrys P.O.V
“ So Harry who’s the pretty girl?” I snap my eyes up and the interviewer pulls a picture of Nina and I on the small screen, I feel a smile grow across my face.
“ Yeah Harry who’s is she?” Louis winks and nudges my arm
“ She’s my girlfriend,” I answer
“ An American girl?” I nod; him talking about her is making me miss her more.
“ So do you think she’s having fun back in America without you?” I narrow my eyes, what an odd question, a weird feeling grows in the pit of my stomach as another image appears across the screen, her and Tia walking out of a club, clearly wasted.
I produce an uncomfortable laugh, “ She’s aloud to have fun, it was her first day back” The interviewer seems happy with my response and turns the focus over to Liam and the pregnancy.
“ So Niall, you seem to be the only one single?”
“ Yeah, I’m single” Niall gleams up
“ Do you have your eyes set on anyone?” I look over at Niall and I can feel my face hardening
“ Oh yeah forsure” Niall responds casually, glaring back at me.
-
“ Who do you have your eyes set on Niall?” I cock my head to one side and ask as we all settle in the car
“ A girl” He replies blatantly looking around at the uneducated faces
“ Oh? What’s her name?” I say, my voice a bit too high.
“ Shut up Harry”
“ She’s mine,” I snarl
“ Are we missing something?” Liam asks confused
“ Oh come on, Nialls in love with Nina, he told her at the hospital when Dani was ill” I hear at least four gasps.
Nina’s P.O.V
I struggle to keep my eyes open for the last twenty minutes of my last class.
“ Nina” I hear a hand hit my desk, I flinch and shake to sit up
“ You’re essay on the effects of green house gasses was impeccable” My professor smiles big at me. I blink three times before responding.
“ Thank you”
“ I looked at your record, you have an large soccer background, am I seeing you at try outs tonight?” oh shit I have a try out.
I nod “ Yes forsure” I hear the ring of the bell and give my teacher a small smile before rushing out of his classroom.
I take out my phone, I haven’t talked to Harry all day, no calls, no texts nothing.
I dial his number quickly and he answers on the first ring
“ Hey baby”, I smile as butterflies fill my stomach
“ How was your day?” I ask
“ Good, oh except for the intoxicated picture of you and Tia floating around the Internet” I hear his anger I sigh.
“ Sorry, I should go”
“ Why?”
“ Cause we fight every time we talk” I say a little to harshly.
“ I just miss you” I hear the pain in his voice
“ I miss you” I hear him smile
“ I got to go babe, I’ll call you later” He hangs up the phone and I frown, we’re breaking, we can’t have a conversation for more than 3 minutes. I dismiss the thought in the back of my head and focus on soccer.
I run across campus to the fields and enter the girls change rooms; I look around and count 46 girls all giving me dirty looks. I find an empty corner and change. http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=79749917.
“ Hi I’m Penelope” A super tall brunette presents me her hand, I shake it
“ Hi I’m Nina” I smile
“ You’re dating Harry Styles, from One Direction right?”
“ Yeah, why?”
“ What are you doing here then?”
“ I’m sorry I don’t understand” I frown
She gawks a laugh at me before turning away. I stare at her as she walks off, what was her problem.
-
“ Alright, I want four laps” The coach yells at us as we emerge from the change rooms, I notice he’s tall, about Harry’s height, vibrant blue eyes and maybe early twenties. His body is immaculate.
As soon as I start running I feel my body reject it, everything aches. We finish the four laps and I amazingly make it in first.
-
“ Good effort girls!” Luke, the coach shouts as the try out finishes. I change back into my hangover clothes and start the walk back to the apartment.
“ Hey Nina” I hear a male voice call out.
“ Hey Coach” I smile as he catches up to me
“ You’re an amazing player”
I smile, “ Thanks”
“ Don’t stress about not making the team, you forsure have a spot” He pats my shoulder and runs back to the fields.
-
“ Tia?” I yell as I get inside, I walk into the living room and notice her fast asleep on the couch. I smile and pull a throw blanket over her.
My phone vibrates.
“ Hello” I answer quietly, tip toeing out of the living room to avoid walking Tia up.
“ Hello, is this Nina Vinci?” an unfamiliar voice talks on the other line
“ Yes this is she”
“ Miss. Vinci I’m detective Millar from the California Police Department, I have some information on your parents” I swallow
“ My parents have been deceased for over 6 years”
“ We have come across items of theirs and belongings you should see, also we have found a will. I cannot disclose any information on the items or the will over the phone. It would be best if we could plan a meeting and talk then, would you be able to fly out to California next week? We will pay the flight” I mentally scan over my schedule, next week we have a 5-day weekend.
“ I can’t make any official plans right now but I would probably be able to fly up on Thursday and leave Sunday.” I answer shaking
“ Thank you Miss. Vinci, I look forward to our meeting”
-
“ Nina are you home?” I hear Tia call out as I walk into the kitchen
“ Yeah I’m in here” The buzzer goes off
“ I’ll get it” I shout, It’s probably my dad wanting to know about soccer.
I click the button “ Hey come on up” I say without asking who it is. Within 15 seconds there is a knock at the door. I open it.
“ Niall?!” I stare at the blonde headed Irish boy standing in front of me. My jaw dropped open.
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2/22/16