Two Days Later

(From now on everything will be in Dara's POV)

Stumbling down the hallway at midnight, I ran my hands along the walls as I traipsed over to Niall's bedroom with apology in hand. We hadn't spoke since the night two days before and without him I felt lost. Hopeless.

Knocking on the door of Adam's room where I suspected he would be, I ran over the words I would say to him. I had practiced them a thousand times already but I still felt like I would somehow mess them up. Slowly the door was opened to reveal a shirtless Adam who was rubbing his eyes sleepily.

"What's up Dara?" He mumbled, his Australian accent even deeper because he was tired. I peeked into the room and only saw Zara who was sitting on Adam's bed looking around in a dazed manner.

"Where's Niall? I really need to talk to him," I whispered, embarrassed slightly with how desperate I sounded.

"Niall?" He asked in a confused tone, "Niall's gone Dara, remember he left a couple of days ago?"

Shaking my head I stared at Adam, trying to figure out what he was saying. Niall couldn't be gone? Surely he would have at least said goodbye?

"No, no, no Adam this isn't time for one your jokes. I need to know where Niall is!" My voice went higher and higher as I spoke, and the lump in my throat seemed to swell and become larger every second.

"I'm being serious Dara! He left two days ago, we all said goodbye and he was driven away... Actually coming to think of it- you weren't there," he had a puzzled expression on his face as he spoke, like he was trying to remember the event.

I felt like I couldn't breathe, my whole world was spinning around me and I had to prop myself up against the doorframe in order to stop myself from falling to the ground. Without saying anything else, I left Adam and ran as fast as my legs would take me to Lance's office.

When I flung the door open I was surprised to see that he was still working, even in the dead of night when he really should have been sleeping. He looked up at me and smiled slightly, before putting away his paperwork and focusing on me.

"I need to go, I need to be with Niall! Why didn't he tell me he was going? Why did he go? Tell me Lance, tell me!" I was shrieking by this point, heartache and hormones racing through my body like an inferno.

"Calm down Dara! Go back to bed and sleep before you say something you'll regret later," Lance whispered, I could hear the tiredness in his voice but I was too self absorbed in my own issues to care. Pounding my fist on the table, I threw a toddler like fit while Lance watched on exasperated. I'm sure that if it wasn't the middle of the night he would have laughed but I could see that instead of finding the situation funny he was just aggravated.

"Lance I'm begging you, take me to wherever Niall went," I didn't care that tears were streaming down my face, or that I looked a mess. The only thing I could focus on was the fact that Niall was gone, and I could possibly never see him again.

"I can't do that," he stood up slowly and stroked my cheek to brush away my tears, "Dara we need you here, you will be a great asset to our team when you just apply yourself. Niall was holding you back, confusing you. Its better this way, I promise you won't hurt as much later on."

I was not expecting such profound words to come out of his mouth which usually said crude and unamusing jokes. I didn't know what to say so I instead I let my body go weak and I fell into Lance's arms and sobbed, feeling as though my heart was being ripped in two. That every artery, vein, tissue and cell was being tore apart by the cruel hands of Pain.

Everything, everything I touched went wrong. Every person I got close to ended up hurt, every action I did hurt other people. As I wept, I saw both Niall's face and the faces of the other people I had let down. My sister. My mother. My father. My friends.

"You really loved him," Lance whispered in my ear, there was a somber tone in his voice. I wondered if he felt guilty that he was partially involved in my pain, that if he had kept his mouth close none of it would have ever happened.

All I could do was nod,my mouth too numb to speak. My whole body was numb from the agony that ripped through me. I had dated men before, and believed that I had loved them- or at least liked them. But Niall was different, I loved him on a scale that was unknown to me before I met him. He was my world- literally! He was all I had.

And he just left.

I cried myself to sleep that night, nothing could stop Niall's face flashing before my eyes. I couldn't believe he left me. Just as I was understanding how I felt about him.

Emotional chapter here, maybe we're getting the full grasp of how deep Dara's feelings were for Niall. Will she ever be happy again?

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