The Setup

I wake up and see the Eifel Tower in the distance. We arrived in Paris yesterday night. Niall and I pretty much got to the hotel and collapsed. I've been more exhausted than I thought possible. I feel like I have gained weight so I have decided to work out more. I slowly get out of bed and put on my workout clothes. I know what you're thinking. I'm in France how do I know how to get around? Well I lived in France for about 2 years. Modeling and such. And I come back every year for Fashion Week. So yea I know my way around the city. I grab my headphones and phone. It was only 8am. Perfect. I head out and quietly close the door. Careful not to wake up Niall. Hopefully I'll be back by the time he's getting up. Maybe I'll pick up some breakfast. That would be nice. I get down to the lobby and the guards stop me. "Miss where are you going?"
"Running…where are you going?" I push my way past but one of them grab me. "Mr. Horan said to accompany you where ever you go."
"He's sent people after me to make sure I don't vanish? How nice. But unless you want to run 10 miles with me I suggest you let go of my arm." He does and I smile at him then head out the door. I run the familiar streets. I used to run with Lola when we lived here. Before Mickey and I moved to London. Yea all three of us used to live together in this tiny ass apartment. We squeaked by. Now look at me. I have a fake boyfriend who I used to be friends with growing up. I start to head towards the park by the Eifel Tower. I get there and sit down on a bench to take a breather. I hear my name over my music and my head snaps up. I see Harry coming over. Why is he up? "Cleo! What are you doing here?!"
"What are you doing here?" I snap back at him. I move over so he sits down by me. He is smiling at me. Like the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland. "Niall will flip when he finds out the guards let you go."
"He shouldn't have had them try to babysit me in the first place."
"Well you can't really blame him for that love." Ugh everyone takes his side. I think Harry knows more about my history with Niall than he lets on. Which makes me not really keen on talking to him a lot. I mostly either talk to Niall or Liam. Liam was pretty chill and I liked that. "So you never answered me. Why are you here?"
"I'm running. What are you doing here?"
"Taking a lovely stroll before too many people get here." I just nod and get up attempting to leave him but he grabs my hand. "Cleo. You really should just give Niall a break. He isn't the bad guy." I rip my arm from his grasp and glare at him. "You have no right to tell me what to do Harry. I am trying my best." Then with that I start to run. He must've followed because he was next to me again. So I stop and cross my arms. "I'm sorry Cleo…I didn't mean to sound…mean. Its just I see the way he looks at you. And I just want to make sure he doesn't get hurt again. That’s all."
"I would never hurt him. Everyone should know that. I don't hurt people I care about." He hugs me and then kisses my cheek. "Good to hear. Now we can be friends! See you back at the hotel love!" Then he starts walking back to the hotel. I don't really know what just happened. I go and sit back down on a bench. What did Harry mean by 'I see the way he looks at you' How does he look at me? I don't mean to do anything. I just want to be friends again. That’s all. I snap a pic of the Eifel tower and post it on twitter. 'Its been so long… @HerNameIsLola @MichaelWoods' I hop up and continue to run until I feel like I couldn't anymore. I was waiting for my order when my phone buzzed…Niall was calling. "Hey! You're up! I was--"
"Cleo where are you?"
"Getting breakfast for us…you're still in the room right?"
"Yes I just woke up and you weren't here! How do you know how to get around? You're not lost are you? Are the--"
"Guards here? No. Because I ran before getting breakfast…" I hear him sigh on the phone. My order is ready so I grab the bags and head out. But not before some press snap pictures of me. How bad would I be if I pushed one of them down? "I'll be there shortly okay?"
"Yea okay…I'm hungry." I just laugh and the call ends. I get to the hotel and head up to our room. I knock because I forgot to grab a key card again. It opens and Niall is just in a pair of skinny jeans. I look at his chest and abs. I suddenly can't really speak. "Are you going to come in or just gape at me like some fan?" I glare at him and enter. I set the food down and grab my stuff. We both eat relatively fast. After I finish I take off my sweaty shirt and start digging through my suitcase. I find what I want. I decided on a simple shirt and a pair of skinny jeans. "I'm going to shower." He just nods. His eyes don’t leave my body. I get out and he looks over. He's still shirtless. "Wow look at you Cleo."
"You probably should put on a shirt." I put my dirty clothes into a different suitcase. Tonight after the concert Eleanor was spending the night here. Our girl's night. So that meant Niall was going to be with the boys tonight. Eleanor and Louis have their own room. But the boys decided to have a dude's night tonight. He got up and walked into the bathroom. I was putting on makeup so I was somewhat leaning into the counter. He came and put his hands on the counter. Pinning me between him and the sink. He turned me around but still kept me between him and the sink. He leaned into me. "But then you don't look at me how I want you to." I gasp at him. He kisses my neck and jawline. No I can't do this. I push him away. He looks at me. "Cleo…"
"Stop Niall please…why can't we just be friends? I want to be friends…that’s it." He looked at me then went and threw on a shirt. I was leaving the bathroom when I heard our door slam shut. If he thinks I am going to follow him well then he is wrong. I sit down on the bed. Well this sucks now what am I going to do? Play on my phone it is. I was stuck on a level in Candy Crush. I didn't beat it and now I am out of lives. I flop down on the bed. Someone knocks on the door and I open it to see Liam. "Hey! What's up?"
"Is Niall here?"
"No uh…he left to go somewhere…" Liam looked at me then just nodded his head. "Okay well its almost time to leave for the venue."
"Yea I'll call him don't worry." Liam smiled at me then I shut the door. "What Cleo?"
"Where did you run off to? You have to go to the venue soon!" I was pacing…is this what he felt like whenever he couldn't find me? Now I feel bad for doing that to him. He didn't answer me. "Niall James Horan! You better get your ass back here or…"
"Or what Cleo? I highly doubt you are worried about me." Oh yea I was going to kill him when he got back here. Murder I tell you. "Why would I not be worried?! Someone could mob you or stab you or kidnap you!" Yea I watch way to many crime shows but I don't care. All those things were possible. More possible since he was famous. "I'm already at the venue. I'm in my dressing room." Then he hung up on me. That little piece of shit. I put on sandals then grab my purse and room key. I get into the car and tell them that Niall went early for some reason. I get to the stadium and pretty much run to his room. And I get there to see him strumming away on his guitar. "Why can't you just let me in Cleo?"
"Because I can't. You have to get that."
"You are so stubborn. I just want to love you like how I have always wanted."
"I don't deserve your love that’s why. I am unlovable. Sure I can't change what happened to me. My horror story of a childhood. But it changed me Niall. I just can't love again. The odds of it working aren't in my favor anymore."

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