I left Cleo alone with that asshole. What was I thinking? It has been a couple of hours since I dropped her off. I texted her earlier but still no response. Great, just fucking great. She was being ridiculous. All I wanted was for us to be friends again. The rest of the guys were over here waiting for our stylist Lou Teasdale to show up. "So Niall how does Cleo feel about coming with us?" I glare at Louis. The other guys snicker. Harry frowns at them. "She's obviously not happy. But I think it will be fine." They all just nod at me. That’s when Lou comes in. "Lads you are not even dressed! Oh my goodness what will I do with you?! Come on Louis you're first." Eventually Lou got through all of us and we all got dressed. It was almost 7pm so we were heading over to the TV studio to do a sound check. Cleo still hasn't responded. When I was getting my hair done Lou was going on and on about how she once did Cleo's hair and makeup for a shoot. Saying how sweet and funny she is and how happy she was that I found Cleo. And how happy she is that Cleo will be coming with us on tour. Little does she know that Cleo actually doesn't really talk to me, we can barely hold a conversation without her getting all mad and defensive. Harry pulled me over to the side. "Listen mate. This is your last chance to change your mind."
"Why would I change my mind Harry?"
"Because what if it gets out that you two were besties growing up?"
"You're the only one who knows that! I am going through with this."
"Fine. But I honestly don't understand why." Then he left and went over by the rest of the boys. I stood there thinking. Why did I want to do this? Because I want to know what happened to her. Also I want to know why she is hiding from her past. And I think that I just wanted to have her back in my life no matter what it took. I went over to the boys and we talked about Zayn's wedding plans until it was time for us to go on. I really hope Cleo is watching. We all walk out and the set erupts in applause. I hear some yell 'I love you Harry!!' Typical. He's the ladies man out of the bunch. He is not however the man whore that the paps describe. I sit down next to him. Most of the time they are asking Zayn about Perrie. Or they are asking Harry about Kendall. Which he denies everything, saying they are just friends. They ask Louis about Eleanor and Liam about Sophia. And then he asks me THE question. "So tell us Niall…are you and the beautiful Cleo Somerson legit? Or is it just a one time date like Barbara Palvin?" I see a picture of Cleo and I leaving the restaurant. This was the moment of truth. I could either say we are just friends or that we are a couple. I felt very nervous. "Cleo and I are dating. Sorry ladies. But I am officially off the market. Cleo is great, she treats me like I'm normal and not some famous person. She is super down to earth…and really funny." I managed to say everything very calmly. The whole crowd claps and some awwing happened. I smiled out at the crowd. "Now rumor has it that she will be going on tour with you guys…" Okay what am I supposed to say to that? I'll just say she wants a break from modeling for a bit. "Ya she is. We both figured since we just started dating, that the whole long distance thing would be too hard. And I know that she could use a break from modeling for a bit. So why not go see the world?" Whew I managed to get through all my questions easily. When we were all done it was close to 11pm. I wonder if Cleo was still awake. Harry noticed I was staring at my phone. "Just call her Niall. What do you have to lose now? You are dating."
"Yea okay." I called her up. It rang a couple of times. I was expecting her to either deny the call or just let it go to voicemail. But I heard her sweet voice. "Hello, you've reached Cleo's phone, sorry she isn't available but I am happy to take a--" Great she was still trying to avoid me. But I knew it was actually her on the phone."Cut the shit Cleo. I know it's you."
"You could've let me finish. What do you want?" What did I want. Isn't is obvious, I want to talk to her.
"Did you watch?"
"Yep. I sure did. You were very convincing. Bravo. You should become an actor." God when did she learn sarcasm? I can see the boys looking at me with worry. Harry was just staring at me. He is the only one who knows about my past with Cleo. The other boys just know it’s a fake relationship. But they are all supportive.
"Shut up. Now that we have gone public there is no going back."
"Eh. Never been a fan of the past anyways. When does the hell tour start?"
"We leave Sunday for Dublin. I'll probably just have you sleep over here so we can leave quicker."
"Nope. Not happening. I am spending my last night with Mickey." Fucking Mickey. Ruining everything.
"Fine. Then you have to wake up early and meet me at my flat."
"Ugh…how early?"
"I don't know like 7 or 8am."
"Fine. Is that all you want?"
"Mickey didn't bother you right?"
"None of your business. Anything else?"
"No…"
"Great see ya asshole." She hung up on me. So I just faked a goodbye. "Yep that's all. I'll talk to ya soon. Bye." Then I fake ended to call. Why did she have to be so bitchy to me. I just hope when we get on tour she will have a better attitude. Harry and I go back to our flat. I go and grab a beer. "The phone call didn't go well did it?"
"I don't understand Harry! I thought she would be happy to see me…"
"I think she is hiding something…"
"But what Harry? What could she possibly be hiding from me??" I took a swig of my beer. This whole thing is a mess. Harry just sighs at me. "I don't know Niall but I have a feeling she is…I'm going to bed." I just nod at him. I finished my beer and went to my room. I got ready for bed. The pillow that she used still smelled like her. Not that I am creepily smelling the pillow or anything. It just doesn't smell like my cologne and it smells girly. But I don't mind. I check twitter and see that my feed is blown up by tweets from the fans. I go and check hers. She's already gained like 1000 followers. I sigh and put my phone on my nightstand. I roll over and fall asleep.

I was outside kicking my football when I hear Cleo's voice. "Nialler! Quick pass it to me I'm wide open!" We were 12 years old. This was the weekend before she left me. I kick it to her and she attempts to kick it into the net. "Aww poop. Well at least I tried." I just laugh at her and go get it. I notice that she has a fresh bruise on her arm and there were cuts up her legs. She was actually wearing shorts, Cleo almost never wears short sleeves or shorts. "Where'd ya get those?" I point to her legs. She looks down and looks back at me with panic. "I um…fell."
"Is that how you got that big bruise too?" She nods her head eagerly. "Why weren't you at school yesterday Cleo? I was lonely without my redhead there."
"I was sick…but I feel much better. Pass me the ball again!" She starts running but I can tell she is limping pretty badly. Then I hear her father yell. "CLEO?! WHERE ARE YOU? GET YOUR ASS BACK OVER HERE."
"Crap. I'll see ya later Nialler. I think I'm in trouble." She slowly walks over. And then disappears into her house. Suddenly I am 15 and just standing in my driveway kicking my football. I was constantly glancing over at Cleo's house. Waiting for her to come bursting out of the door yelling at me to pass it to her. Its been three years since she's vanished without a trace. Her parents rarely leave the house and when they do they ignore my questions. I kick the ball as hard as I can it sails across my yard and over the net. "Aww poop. Well at least I tried." I said Cleo's usual phrase she said whenever she missed. I find myself doing that more often. I don't know why really. Maybe so she is still somewhat with me.

I wake up and just lay there thinking about the dream. Cleo always was either sick or limping or had bruises. One person couldn't be that clumsy…but I know if I try to ask her about it she will just get pissed at me. I check my phone and its 10:30am. Whoa I slept in for once. I got up and showered. Then stood in my closet staring at my clothes. This whole relationship is going to go south if she is continually keeps her distance from me.

Notes

Questions: Will Niall finally figure out Cleo's past? What will happen when they leave for tour? Will Cleo's past resurface once they get to Ireland?

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