Morgan's Perspective

I pick at my chipped nail polish while I waited for Niall to come back. I already knew for a fact that he had to leave, whether he likes it or not. They'll need to have rehearsals, then a concert, then they'll finally move on from that city and go to another. Niall can't miss any of that, he probably isn't allowed to miss one rehearsal, even if he's sick.

Niall was still on the phone with Simon, and it's been nearly ten minutes. To pass the time, I got all my chipped nail polish off, and I pet Kojak whose now asleep on my legs. The same frown was still plastered on my lips when Niall finally came back. He was frowning too, which does not mean theres good news.

"What'd he say?" I asked, stroking Kojak gently on his back. He purred loudly, causing Niall to look down at him. Niall reached over and scratched under his ear, then looked back up at me, "I have to go back."

Those were the five words I was waiting for. The five words that made tears swell up in my eyes, and for me to immediately look away from Niall. Those five words would break a promise and a heart.

"I knew it," I whispered quietly, "I knew you'd have to leave. Which means you have to leave me, and go back on tour. Which means you'll break your promise."

I looked back over at Niall, the tears still in my eyes, but now there's some rolling down my cheeks. I didn't bother to wipe them away, they'd just keep coming, replacing the other tears.

"I won't ever break my promise, and I'll prove it to you," Niall whispers, then grabs his bag swiftly. I look down at Kojak. How clueless he is to this. Just a happy cat minding his own business, not caring about what happens. Cats are damn lucky.

"See?" Niall interrupted my thoughts by pulling out two plane tickets, both back to where his tour bus was at. I widen my eyes, and with a gasp, I managed to ask, "Are you taking me with you?"

"Of course." Niall moved Kojak off my lap, then helped me stand up. He wrapped his arms around me, and hugged me tightly. I hugged him back, a smile now on my face. He nuzzled his face into my neck, the way his hugs usually are, and said, "I promise to not let you go, I promise."

• • •

We were finally there. I was happy to see the boys again, and happy to stay with them for the rest of the tour. Kojak unfortunately could not come, so I managed to convince Ciara, my one friend, to watch him.

Niall entered the tour bus slowly, telling me to stay behind and listen to when he says "because she's here with us" or something like that. So I sat behind a curtain, listening to their conversation.

"NIALL!" They shouted. There was a moment of silence, probably a full scene of hugging or something, until Liam finally spoke up.

"You seem happy," Liam said. Then Harry spoke, "How was it to see Morgan again? Is she doing okay?"

"I learned that she's doing fine," Niall lied, keeping my secret between us two, "And it was so great to see her again, but it's a bummer I had to leave her for the second time."

"We were there when you spoke to Simon. You didn't even put up a fight, why?" Zayn questioned. I pursed my lips, and waited for his response.

"Well because I'd have to leave her sooner or later, and putting up a fight with Simon would waste our last minutes together," Niall lied.

"I'm not sure what to say," Louis shrugged, knowing it was his turn, "But it's okay Niall, you can always Skype her or call her now, don't ignore her like last time."

It hurt when he ignored me. But I was cured when he came back for me. Besides my eating habits, that'll never be cured.

Niall chuckled, "I'm not going to Skype her or call her, none of that."

"What the fuck? Why not?" I heard Harry ask, the curse probably popping into his sentence on accident.

"Yeah, she fucking hated herself for what you did and what the fans did, and you're going to stoop so low and not call her or whatever and ignore her again?" Zayn says. "You'll just put her through the misery again, Niall."

"No, I won't actually," Niall laughed, amused at what they had said. I don't know why he's amused but whatever. "Because she's right here with us."

THAT IS MY CUE.

I stood up, and walked into the room they were in. Their eyes widened, surprised that I was here or perhaps my new looks. Or maybe I had something ugly on my face. I lost track of where I was walking, and stumbled over something that was laying on the ground. I caught myself, luckily.

"What are you doing here?" Harry asked, which lead to multiple questions from all the boys. I sat down next to Niall, "He brought me here."

"Explain," Liam demanded, leaning forwards, looking as confused as the other boys.

"Well. . ."

• • •

"Well I'm glad you're here!" Louis yells, wrapping his arms around me as I finished talking. I hugged him back, then let go.

"NO!" Louis shouted. "Hug me, I missed you my lovely mother."

"Louis?" I said. He looked up, mumbling a yes. "I am not your mother."

"So I'm adopted?" Louis shot up, staring at me with wide eyes. I purse my lips, "Yeah, let's go with that, you're adopted."

"This is weird," Zayn mutters.

I look over at Zayn, and smiled, "But soon enough, you'll get used to it again. I may have been hurt, I may have cried, I may have been heartbroken within the past month, but it'll easily be fixed with you guys. All of you," My stare lingered on Niall for a second more than the others, "And soon enough, we'll go back to the old us. The happy us, the crazy us. Us where you guys just kidnapped me. It'll all go back to the way it used to be."

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SHORT CHAPTER I KNOW I AM SO DANG SORRY. But guys, I have a S E R I O U S question.

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