Jay Cee El

Sixty Five // Niall Or Evan

[rewritten]

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Niall's P.O.V

I was nervous for talking with Liz today. I knew that I had a lot of explaining to do. About why I kissed her and why I was such an ass. Not only that, but I wanted to tell her that I liked her. I had to tell her. The past two days that we hadn't said a word to each other was terrible. Ever since I met her, we would be talking. But the silence was too much for me and I would do anything to fix it. I also needed to find out who she would pick. Me or Evan. I'm not going to force her to make up her mind, but if she shows any sign of her having feelings for Evan that I was going to back off. I just wanted her to be happy.

She was out with her family this morning, getting breakfast before they had to separate until the show tonight. She had told me last night before she took Caitlin home- who I feel bad for. I know what it's like to be cheated on and I'd never wish it on anyone. She would be back by eleven and it was half past that, so she should be here any minute now.

Honestly, I was really nervous for how this was going to go. She literally could make me the happiest guy in the world, or she could destroy everything. I just like her a lot and I would give anything to have a chance with her. I know that we are both leaving tomorrow, but I'm willing to make it work. No matter the distance between us I would try my best to make us work. That's if she even sees a possibility of us. Which I really hope there is.

A knock at the door caused my breath to hitch and I looked up, staring at the brown door. This was it. I took a deep breath and stood up, quickly checking myself in the mirror. I thought I looked good enough, but doubt was always in the back of my mind.

Too late to change now. I thought to myself as I walked towards the door. I grabbed the knob and pulled open the door, Liz standing just outside. She was nervously playing with the ends of her hair, but at the sound of the door opening she must have looked up. She looked adorable in the yoga pants and loose shirt she was wearing.

"Hi." I said, smiling at her.

"Hi." She said quietly and nervously.

"Uh, you can come in. How was breakfast with the family?" I asked, closing the door behind her. I turned around and followed her into the room, watching as she turned to face me.

"It was good. I've missed them, a lot actually. It's weird not having my mom around, telling me what to do." She said.

I laughed, nodding my head slowly. "Yeah, I know the feeling." I said.

It was awkwardly silent before I spoke again. "So can we ta-"

"What did you wa-"

We both laughed at our attempt to talk and I felt my cheeks heating up. Liz's matched mine and she sat down on the edge of the bed. I copied her actions, rubbing my hands on my tights in nervousness. I looked over at Liz, watching as she played with her hair again. I hated how it was awkward between us. It was just like when we first met and I hated it so much.

"I'm sorry," Liz suddenly spoke. "I'm sorry for running out on you that night." She blushed. I smiled as I thought of our kiss and the way that her lips felt against mine.

My smiled faded as I realized that I too owed an apology. "No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kissed you knowing that you like Evan. It wasn't right." I said, growing upset at the thought of her with him. She deserved a lot better than him. Hell, she deserved a lot better than me. But I was too selfish.