The Setup

Mickey and I got into this huge argument. Practically WWIII. Right now we were sitting in the living room glaring at each other. Waiting for Niall and the rest of the boys to come on. "I still can't believe you are actually doing this?! Its fucking stupid Cleo! God you can be so stubborn sometimes."
"Wow tell me something I don't know Mickey! God. I have no choice you dumbass. So please get your head out of your ass and use it properly!"
"Oh that real rich coming from you! Just tell Rachel that we are a thing then you don't have to go!"
"So let me get this straight you want me to lie to get out of a lie?! Hell no! She wouldn't believe that anyways!" Suddenly there was a shit ton of clapping coming from the TV. "Mickey come on. Lets not fight about this. I'll call you all the time. It might be nice for me to have a break after what 4 years of non-stop work…"
"Fine but if you ever need me I'll be there in a heartbeat or I'll pick up regardless of what I am doing."
"I know that. You are my bestest friend ever."
"Yea yea. I guess you're mine too." I smiled and watched as the boys came out. Man I was super happy Mickey and I were done fighting. To be honest that had to of been the longest time we have ever fought. We usually can't stay mad at each other. I don't hold grudges. Well except against my birth parents but you can't blame me for that one. I don't have a grudge with Niall more like a grudge for my past. I've been lost in my thought I didn't even notice the interview started until I saw a picture of Niall and I flash on the screen.
"So tell us Niall…are you and the beautiful Cleo Somerson legit? Or is it just a one time date like Barbara Palvin?"
"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."
"Now rumor has it that she will be going on tour with you guys…"
"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?"
Mickey shut off the TV. I have to say Niall is very charming and what he said was mostly the truth. I could use a vacation. And if not wanting to be around him was treating him like he's normal well then I am probably the best fake girlfriend out there. I could tell that Mickey was still a lot angry over this. But like he said I am a stubborn one. Besides I'll bring my computer so I can blog about it and Skype him. "We are okay right Mickey?"
"Yea we are. I can't stay mad at you for long. Damn he is one charming mother fucker. Its got to be that accent." I laughed at him and hugged him. Then we heard a very loud girl screaming and pounding on our door. Lola. I went to go get it. "Hello Lola! What can I do for ya?"
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU ARE DATING NIALL HORAN!! AND YOU GET TO GO ON TOUR WITH THEM!!! Ughh you are such a lucky little bitch!"
"Why thanks Lola. You are too kind."
"You have to call me like everyday. Omg you can totally tell me all the girl things. Like how smooth his lips are and how great he is in bed."
"Whoa there killer. We just started dating."
"Eh…not important love. So what does Mickey think?! He's probably pissed off."
"He's supportive more or less."
"Good for him!! Omg I'll let you get back to chilling with Mickey. God you are sooo lucky!" She hugs me and kisses me on the cheek. I shut the door and hear Mickey laughing from the living room. Ugh it was almost 11pm. I was super tired. Don't ask me how, I just always am. My phone started to play the ringtone I picked out for Niall. Which was, Done by the Band Perry. "Hello, you've reached Cleo's phone, sorry she isn't available but I am happy to take a--"
"Cut the shit Cleo. I know it's you."
"You could've let me finish. What do you want?"
"Did you watch?"
"Yep. I sure did. You were very convincing. Bravo. You should become an actor."
"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."
"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." I hung up and flopped down on my bed. I have no idea what to pack. I know I should've been nicer but honestly I don't really care. Tomorrow I would have to start packing up. How did my life get like this…I was perfectly fine just doing my own thing. I chuck a pillow at the wall. I hate Niall. He messed up my perfect life that I had built. I don't want to go back to Ireland. There are reasons why I convinced Rachel to move to England. I get up and go under my bed and pull out a small wooden box. I open it and look through to pictures. One of Niall and I when we were 7 at a playground. One of my mother and I at a school function. There were so many pictures that my mother got for me. Most of them were of Niall and I, there were some of her. She made the box for me. It said in cursive 'Things end. But memories last forever.' She gave it to me that cold November day when she dropped me off at the orphanage in Dublin. I remember crying when I watched her drive away. I put the pictures back and closed the box. I got ready for bed and drifted off.

"Cleo? Darling where are you? He's gone its okay to come out now. No one will hurt you." I see my 12 year old self. I see I had a black eye and I was limping from yesterday's beating. My mother smiled and walked over. "There's my ray of sunshine. I am going to get you away from him. I promise. Then you can be free." She let me skip school that day. She came into my room and started to pack up everything in my closet. "Mom what are you doing? Where am I going?"
"You're going away." I saw myself sitting there watching her as she threw all of my clothes into suitcases. "Are you coming too?" She finished and told me to get my shoes on. We were driving away when I spoke up. "Mom I didn't say goodbye to Nialler!"
"He'll be fine Cleo. You'll see him again." I nodded and continued to watch Mullingar slowly disappear. Suddenly there were are at the Dublin House for Orphans. My mom is pulling my stuff out of the car. "Mom why are we here? Aren't you coming with me?"
"No Cleo I can't. If we both leave then he will hunt for us but if I stay then maybe you will have a chance at a happy life. Come on be a good girl." I felt the tears streaming down my face. "Come on Cleo, please--" My mom ran over and hugged me while she was crying. "Cleo I am sorry that I couldn't give you a happy life." Then like that she hopped in her car and vanished. I sat on the curb crying when Ms. Haddie, the head caregiver, came out and helped me inside.

I woke up bawling my eyes out. This is why I don't look at those stupid photos. I checked my phone and it read 9am and I had gained about 2000 twitter followers. I rolled out of bed and decided to get ready for today. I was dreaded packing. This stupid fake relationship is going to ruin me.

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