I watched as she rummaged through her suitcase trying to find something to wear. I can't believe she won't let me protect her. I just want her to be safe that's it. What if someone hurt her…it would be my fault because I didn't push to have guards with her. She finds what she has been searching for and goes into the bathroom slamming the door. I have to make sure that she is safe though. Why? Because I never did that when we were growing up. Honestly I must've been an idiot to believe all her lies back then. And now she is mad at me because I'm being a good boyfriend…friend? I don't even know what we are. I don't want her to feel like I don't trust her though. I walk over and knock on the door. "Cleo…I just want you to be safe that’s all…I'll be over at the--" The door flies open and there stand Cleo in this dress. And I literally cannot breathe. She looks at me then walks right past me to put her other outfit away. The first thought that crossed my mind was how quickly could I get on the bed and rip that dress off of her. Then my next thought was holy shit some guy is going to take her from me because look at her! "Niall stop staring." What? I'm not staring…yea okay I was. But come on. I still don't trust my mouth so I just smile and fiddle with my hands. She goes back into the bathroom while I sit down on the bed thinking how will I make sure she is okay without getting her angry. "Hey Niall…"
"Huh?"
"How badly do I look in this? I mean like will be people stare at my scars…you know what never mind I'll just wear my leather jacket with it."
"Cleo you look…amazing. Being your boyfriend I don't like the fact that guys will be drooling over you all night. Come here." She looks at me but comes over anyways. I pull her onto my lap and trace her scar. She shifts uncomfortably but I continue. "Niall what are--"
"If people stare then I will go beat them up. Personally I like my girls a little rough around the edges." I bend down and kiss the scar. I look into her eyes. She is watching me. I brush back some hair from her face. She touches my cheek. "You better be careful because my rough edges have been known to hurt people." She drops her hand and looks down at her scars. I lift up her chin and kiss her. She doesn't kiss me back for a second. Then she moves so her arms are around my neck. But suddenly she stops and rips herself from my grasp. "Cleo…what's wrong?"
"Nothing. I have to go. I'll see you later." I ask her where she will be incase I get bored. She rambles off where is was like it was second nature. I just nod but before she left I grabbed her waist. I kissed her soft lips but she didn't kiss back. So I stopped and let her leave. When I knew she was safely gone I put on my shoes and went across the hall to get Harry and Liam. If she didn't want me to send guards with her then I will be making a surprise visit there. "Are you sure we should be doing this mate?" I look at Liam. Honestly no because I know Cleo will get beyond pissed at me. But hello look at what she was wearing. "Just come on!" We get to the café without being noticed and I spot them. Cleo was laughing at something. Laughing like I've never seen. Harry whispered in my ear "I didn't know Cleo could be happy…" I punched him while we sneakily sat down at a table right by theirs. I could only make out snippets.

Lola: So how is it going? Mickey said you were having a rough time…probably missed me too much.
Cleo: Alright I guess…I do miss you two like crazy though. But hey! I get to see you now so that’s good. What have you been up to?

I stopped listening because Lola was going on and on about modeling. And quite frankly I thought it was boring. So we ordered some food. "Hey mate. We should go to a club tonight." I wasn't going anywhere until Cleo left. I looked at Liam and shook my head. He groaned at me while Harry just shook his head. "If you go and text her maybe she will come with." I look at him trying to decide if I really wanted to do that and if she would even come. "Fine. But…" I stopped talking because I heard my name.

Lola: So how is Niall? I mean like you two are getting along well? Mickey told me that it was a setup. So he's being nice yeah? Has he tried to you know…
Cleo: Niall is nice to me. He seems like he really cares…I don't know. We are trying to be friends and only do couple stuff when the cameras are around.
Lola: That'll make it easier to ditch him when you get back. Oh Rachel said you got the job.
Cleo: What? I got it?! Oh my god. Holy shit…that’s…you and Mickey got it too right?

I just sat there staring at her. What job? Easier to ditch me? Why would she want to…I thought that we were better. I thought…what job?! I watch as Lola nods her head and Cleo hugs her. Liam and Harry stand up and drag me out. "I don't get it! She…I…we…she can't leave me!"
"Come on we are going to a club, Nialler here needs a beer." So that's where we went.

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The Next Morning
I wake up in my bed at the hotel. I was still in my clothes…how did I get back here? I look over and see a mess of red hair. I here her murmur in her sleep. "No…stop don't go. I didn't mean…" My head was killing me. What time was it? Only 7am? Why the fuck am I awake? Cleo shifts then rolls over so she is facing me. I move closer and pull her into my arms. "mm Nialler." I stop breathing while she snuggles further into me. I have been waiting for her to say that name. I close my eyes again.

"Its okay mate calm down." I was standing up at the altar waiting for Cleo to come through the doors but she's taking a long time. I know I was sweating because I felt like I was boiling alive. Then the doors burst open and Lola comes running down the aisle to me. Shit. "Hey Cleo just puked so um it might be a--" I run out and go to her room. "Cleo baby are you okay?" I go into the bathroom to find Cleo there trying to get out the window. "What are you doing Cleo?" She looks back at me. Then climbs back into the room. "I um…I just want…I don't feel good."
"So leaving me at the altar was going to solve it?" She shakes her head no. She walked out and looked into the mirror. "I'm just not wife material I don't think…" I wrap my arms around her and kiss her cheek. "You are to me baby. I want you forever. So how about we do this then…later…"

"Niall James Horan. Get your ass out of bed." I woke up to see a fully dressed Cleo looking at me. "Why?" She just rolled her eyes and ripped the covers off. "Get up. We have a plane to catch." Oh right. Shit…I get up and practically every step hurts. I shower quickly and change my clothes. I can't believe I dreamed that. God I was pathetic…pining over a girl that has no intention on staying with me. "Where is your--"
"They already came to get it. Come on." Why was she so grumpy? I gathered up all my stuff and followed her out. Everyone was waiting along with a shit ton of paps. I grab Cleo's arm and spin her around. I kiss her while snaking a hand around her waist. Her hands were on my chest but she kissed back. And everything seemed to melt away when I kissed her. I pulled her closer and she wraps her arms around my neck. "Alright that's enough! I would say get a room but we checked out." I break the kiss to glare at Louis. Cleo pecks me on the cheek then leans in by my ear. "I'm still mad at you." Then she walks off towards the car. For what?! I don't even remember most of last night! The plane ride was awful. Cleo ignored me and my head felt like it was going to explode. We get to NYC and head over to our hotel. We get to our room and I flop down on the bed ready to just crawl underneath. "So did you have fun last night spying on me?" Shit.
"Cleo I just I wanted to make sure you were safe--"
"I'm not done yet. You had the nerve to follow me and not only that but come back at like 3 am drunk as fuck yelling at me about things you have no business knowing. I was mad Niall. Beyond pissed. But now…I'm just disappointed." And then she gets up to leave. But like hell that is happening. I get up and beat her to the door. "Move Niall."
"No. Cleo I'm sorry about coming over drunk but honestly I don't even remember much after I got to the club. I'm sorry for following you but I just wanted to make sure you were safe. I am so sorry." She sighs and looks at me. I'm waiting for the bomb to go off. But it doesn't, she puts her stuff down and sits on the bed. I go and sit down next to her. "I forgive you. Niall its just I'm not some china doll that will break…I'm a survivor. I know how to handle myself. I know you mean well…but you just have to let me live my life okay?" That's it? No yelling. I just nod and kiss her cheek. She still has yet to tell me about this job that may be taking her away from me.

Notes

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