I watch him leave and sigh before I can bring myself to get up from the bed. When I exit the room, I bump into Niall who’s just coming out of another. Of fucking course.
I don’t say anything and he doesn’t say anything as he walks a bit behind me towards the stairs. I can’t take it, so I decide to reach out and grab the first doorknob I see, hoping it leads to a bathroom. I open it, and thank God, it does.
Niall stops, which tells me that this was a bad idea because that’s where he was also going.
"Is it urgent?" I ask, not even looking at him.
"Just need a towel."
"Yeah, same." I lie and walk into the bathroom to get his towel.
When I hand it to him, I take a moment to actually look at him. His hair is disheveled and his lips are red, and he looks just like he did each time we were ‘just friends’.
"Have fun." I tell him
"Oh, I already did." He says and it comes out in a tone that I know is supposed to be hurtful.