Its been more than three months since I've seen Cleo. I don't know if she is back in London or not. For all I know she is staying in America the rest of her life because I drove her away. Or she met someone…no I don't want to think about that. I usually go outside with a snapback and shades on them think about what I would do if I ran into her while strolling along with no destination in mind. Its nice to not have anyone notice me right away at least. Some people so but they respect that I don't want to be seen. I'm wandering the streets then I look inside a Starbucks and see her. Cleo Somerson. Her hair is all chopped off. Well not really but its not long anymore. Its like shoulder length when it used to be all the way to the middle of her back. I find myself staring. She's talking to some dude. Who the fuck is he? She just waves goodbye and heads towards me. She looks amazing in what she is wearing. She notices me and almost chokes on her coffee. I don't even know what to do. She clearly doesn't want to talk to me. So what she does didn't really come a surprise to me. She just bolts past me and goes down the street probably back to her place. I can't believe this is how we are now. I find myself slowly following her. And to my surprise she doesn't go back to her place. Where the hell is she going? Yea I know what you all are thinking…I have sunk to stalking her. But this is the first time I have seen her and I just want her to be safe. She stops walking and sits down on a bench. And me being the moron I am I sit beside her. "Stooped to stalking have you?" I can't even look at her. But I shake my head no. She just snorts and takes another sip of her drink. I wonder why she is drinking coffee at like 2 in the afternoon. Then I think she probably wouldn't tell me if I asked. Its like I'm back to square one with her. And its all my fault. Why did I do this to us…because I let those stupid words get to me. I sneak a glance at her and catch her staring. I smile and she just frowns and looks back out to the street. "Cleo…do you want to come over to my place and talk? Harry is visiting family so he's not there." I manage to say them somewhat smoothly. She looks down at her phone then sighs. She is clearly thinking this over and honestly I don't blame her. I was a huge dick. I watch her waiting for some kind of answer. Cleo just nods. I jump up and grab her hand but she pulls it away and just walks beside me typing away on her phone. I look over and see that it is Mickey who she is texting. Great…just fucking great. Even though the last time I was over he seemed to not hate me as much. Probably because I was crying the last time I went over. Yea I know…I'm quite embarrassed. We just walk in silence…side by side like strangers. But we aren't I know her…I know the feel of her lips on mine. I know that when she laughs or smiles she gets one little dimple on her left cheek. Just one. I know that if you get her laughing really hard she snorts. I know that she hates being called short. I know Cleo. What seems like the longest walk of my entire life ended because we reached my building. I hold the door open for her and she mumbles thanks. I hate this. We get to the elevator and just stand in silence because I don't know what to say. I know that she doesn't want to talk to me. I remember chunks of a phone call that I made awhile ago. I remember her crying into the phone and me trying to stop her tears. Then I think Harry took my phone and hung up. I don't remember what I said all I remember is her crying. The elevator dinged so we got out. I opened my door to my flat and we went it. Still silence between us. "Do you want anything to drink? Eat?" She just shakes her head at me. I sigh and go get a beer because well I am beyond nervous. She is sitting on my couch so I go and sit down by here. Say something you idiot! Anything. "I like your hair." Wow that’s what I came up with?! She leans back and looks at me. Her arms are crossed like she is protecting herself from me. Okay think of something not stupid to say now. "Listen Cleo--"
"If you're going to apologize save it. I loved you Niall. I can't believe you thought I would do that to you…or to anyone for that matter. You know why I wouldn't." She looks away from me but I saw that she was on the verge of tears.
"You don't love me anymore?..." Yep that's all I could focus on. Love in the past tense is what she used. Then I think of that dude in the coffee shop. Holy shit…she's moved on.
"That guy…in Starbucks…you…him…" I couldn't even bring myself to say it. That she loved him and not me. I wanted her love…I thought I still had even though we spend 3 months apart and broken. Well I was still broken…I felt like I got ripped into two…I felt like I did when she first left.
"Are you mental? That guy in the Starbucks was a photographer I worked with."
"Thanks god. I'm…I miss you Cleo. Like a lot. I know you will probably never forgive me but I want you back. Please." She just stands up and leaves. Well this is fucking great. I get up to chase her but I know that's useless. So I just slump down to the floor crying. I throw my beer bottle against the wall because I knew that no amount of alcohol could heal this pain I am feeling. I bang the back of my head against my door. Then I hear someone gasp. Is she still out there? I get up and open the door to see Lola. "What the hell are you doing here? How did you find where I--"
"That's not what is important right now. Right now you need to get Cleo back. And that's where I come in." She just smiles and walks on in. Well I have got nothing to lose. So I shut my door and sit down by her. "Lola I don’t think she--"
"SHUT UP! I am sick of hearing that! She was crying and barely sleeping these past three months! I know she still loves you but she is just too stubborn and prideful to admit it. Okay anyways. Tonight we have this Gala thing to go to and I want you to show up. All dressed up like some hot boy who wants his girl back. Here's your ticket. Mickey and I planned this out all yesterday while Cleo was having a mommy-daughter day with Rachel. Oh and it's black tie." She hands me a ticket. I look at it and sigh. I could picture how this will go. Cleo will see me and get mad then storm out or yell at Mickey and Lola for doing this. By the time I decide to reject Lola was gone. She must've of knew that I was going to deny this plan. This thing started at 8 and it was only 3. I have got five hours to kill before seeing Cleo again. I go to my closet and look at all my clothes. See this is when Harry comes is handy. I decide to call Lou since she would come over. "Hey Lou could you come over I have this gala thing to go to tonight and I need major help."
"Just ask Cleo I'm sure she will be happy to help." I wince at her name.
"Yea this is to get Cleo back so please come over."
"Fine but you have to spill the details…I'll be there in 15." Then she hangs up. I sit around waiting for her. I hear a knock so I get up and open it. Lou shoves her way in with a frown on her face. "Alright lets go get your girl back. How did you lose her anyways?" I sigh and follow her to my room. I tell her everything that has happened up to now. She shakes her head at me. "You messed up big time Niall. But I think she will come around." I smile at her weakly…why does everyone think that? Everyone is saying how she will come around but from what I have seen. I don't think she is. But I can't give up this time. Lou leaves after about an hour. Now I just wait around until it is time to leave and hopefully get Cleo back…

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Four Hours later…
I pull up to the event place. It was really fancy and I bet Cleo is wearing some gorgeous gown that will make all the boys drool over her. Great…I have that to look forward to. I walk in and Mickey spots me and hurries over. If he is here already that means that she has to be here somewhere. "She is coming with Lola…You look good. Ready?" I look at him. Was I ready? Ready for what exactly…I'm not quite sure. But I suppose its now or never. And never doesn't really sound like a fun option for me.
"I guess so…" Mickey just smiles at me then leads me to the bar. So what am I just supposed to stand here and wait? I am so confused.
"Okay you stay here I have to go wait for the girls…I'll go over and ask for drinks and then bump into you and bring you over. Kind of like 'oh look who I ran into'." Then he just leaves me and goes off the find Cleo and Lola. I look around and some girls are staring at me. Great…I don't even have Cleo to fend them off. I just sigh and ask for a shot. I down it. I turn around and look around the place. It really was pretty cool. A lot of art was around and I think there is going to be like a runway show or something. Then I see her. And I think I literally died for a second…my heart stopped and I couldn't breathe. She looked stunning in her dress. I'm fairly certain every guy is looking at her now. Of course who wouldn't…knowing every guy is probably looking at MY girl pisses me off even more. But I can't run the risk of getting drunk so no more drinks. I quickly turn around and wait for Mickey to come over. I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn to see Mickey he orders two drinks for the girls. "Well lets go do this mate." Then he takes the drinks and I follow. Her eyes instantly lock onto mine. Cleo's eyes widen and her jaw opens. I take a deep breath and put on a smile. Praying that she will somewhat behave since we are in public.

Notes

ONE MORE CHAPTER!! bum bum buuuumm

The French Open has started to I will be glued to my TV for the next too weeks. Ahh I love tennis. Hope everyone is having a lovely day! Its Memorial Day! Woohoo except its rainy here so that sucks. To everyone who doesn't have it off...I am truly sorry that must be the pits. But hey its almost summer! Well I'm on summer break but idk when all of you are done. So if you are on summer break...YAY! And if you're not....hang in there you are so close!

~A xxx