Short. Nothing bad.

That night, around 10 p.m. I found Harry asleep.

I went into the paliguan and tears sprung from my eyes. I couldn’t believe it I loved him from the araw I met him and he told me he doesn’t pag-ibig me like that. I cried for about ten minutos in there the hot water hitting my body made me feel protected.

I cried in there I got out got dressed and put on a smile in the mirror to fool any of the boys. I got out and laid in bed. When I heard a soft knock. I opened it to Niall.

I cracked a crooked smile, he smiled back, “I just wanted to check on you. You didn’t seem to well when you left my flat.” I bit the inside of my lip, “I’m fine.” I lied, praying he wouldn’t notice.

“Really?” He sinabi in a kidding voice then continued, “Then why did you take a paliguan this late? I know you only take showers in the mornings unless you don’t feel good,” his hands ran past my cheek and stopped, cupping my face, “mentally.” He whispered, the sweet mint smell of his breath hit my face. I wanted to attack his lips, right there. I sighed, which came out as a groan.

“Would you not like me here?” I sighed again and cracked a smile, “Niall, you know I pag-ibig you but not with those feelings, I promise you, you will find another person. Someone better than me.” I pushed him back out the door and held him tight, “Thank you so much though.” He held me back, “Anytime, babe, anytime.”

He went out the door, I sighed. Niall, I want you so badly and I know you want me, but my feelings for Harry are stronger. Or maybe not, I’m not even sure anymore. I sound like a soap opera.

I feel asleep eyes red, wanting Niall, just wanting to tap on the pader and have a conversation with him. And wanting to go crawl in kama with Harry right then and there wake him up and talk all night.