My Secret Side ~On-Hold~

E L I Z A B E T H POV

Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I replay last night's events in my head.

"So fucking tight," he grunts.
"Surprisingly," I groan.

We're still lying on the kitchen table, his arms around my waist. I wriggle myself free from his grip and slip on my heels and his t-shirt from the floor. No point putting on yesterday's dress - it's ripped at the back because of Luke. I fumble in my bag for my car keys just to make sure I have them. The noise makes Luke stir in his sleep. I tip-toe out and walk the small distance to the studio to get my car that I left there yesterday. I pull my coat tighter around me as it's a cold morning. Not much photographers are there, but it wouldn't matter anyway. I don't care about me being snapped, as long as it doesn't start some crazy rumour.

Like Harry and I.
Right?

I reach the destination and get in my car. Keeping my head down as camera crowds increase in numbers, I start my car. Niall comes out of the studio, unrecognisable with sunglasses and hood pulled up. He looks up for a moment and notices me. I give a subtle jerk of my head, signalling a 'get in'. He races to the passenger seat before everyone can guess what's going on.

We drive off. "Hey," he says lightly, giving me a small smile. "Hello." 'I must keep the act,' I say myself, very quietly under my breath. "Huh?" Niall asks. "Nothing," I mumble.
"Was that Luke you went away with last night?" "Nothing to concern you," I snapped, "besides, I'm never going to see him again, so it doesn't matter." That's actually true. Yesterday was a one time encounter.
"Liz-" Niall starts. "Elizabeth to you," I snap again. "Elizabeth," he sighs, "I just wanna know if you're okay."

"I'm fine!" Oh, that came out louder than I intended.

Niall raises an eyebrow at me, a stupid sexy smirk plastered on his face. "No, I'm not," I give in, holding the steering wheel tightly, not wanting to break down in front of him. I keep my eyes fixated on the road. "Tell me," he says softly. "I'm just sick of... Well... Sex," I say quietly, "y'know, with the wrong people." I sneak a quick glance at him and see he's staring at me intently. "Oh," he mumbles. "And sexual encounters," I add, wanting him to say more, talk about what we've done together. "Do you want this, thing," he emphasises on the word thing, "between us to stop?" he says, looking kind of, sad.

I don't know if I want it to stop. Whatever this 'thing' is I'm not sure whether I like it or not. I think I do. It seems so attention craving that I don't want the way he looks at me to stop, but it's just the kind of slutty person I am.

Unexpectedly, a tear falls from my eye, rolling down my cheek, landing in my lap.
"Hey," Niall comforts and rubs my knee, "it's okay, I'm sorry." "Niall-" I start, but don't continue. How do I say the truth out loud? I don't know how. I smile softly at how I let the 'sexy bitch' act fall and giggle a little. "I'm so stupid," I smile.

"I'm crap at the sexy bitch act, I wish I could be the real me."

"What?" Niall says.

"Shit, did I say that out loud?"

"Yeah," he mumbles.

Elizabeth, stop thinking out loud!

Niall speaks up again. "Liz, is there something you wanna tell me, or talk about?"

"No!" I snap. Keep it up this time!
"Okay," he says, "you can just pull up here."

I had forgotten I was even driving. "You sure?" I question. "Yeah, my house is just a walk away from here." I stop the car and he gets out. I drive off, completely confused about our chat.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

Literally, what the fuck?

Notes

Just a short chapter! Might be crappy, IDK yet.. gimme feedback on whether its worthwhile or not. If it is worthwhile, I won't delete it.
Sorry its so short Xx

Here's a question for you to ponder on... Do you think Niall will let it go?
Or will he remember what she said about the act?
To be honest, I don't know the answer yet myself!

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