Crystal's POV

"Hey." Jake says and steps in. He leans in and places a short kiss on my lips. Shorter then I like. Or want.

"Hi." I smile flatly and shut the door. He sits on the couch and pulls out his notebook and textbook. I groan to myself....not another 'study session'.

I roll my eyes and walk into the kitchen. He never wants to do anything else other than study. Study this, study that. Thanks Jake, cause I really need to study every single little thing we learn.

I think he's just too comfortable. I mean, it's been six months since we started actually dating, for say, and in the beginning he was great. He always wears a shirt and blazer....but it's the little things. His hair is usually knotted, and he always re-wears shirts. I mean, I know that reusing clothing isn't bad...but it is when you don't wash it in three weeks and it stinks.

I reach for the top shelf, and of course I can't reach. "Jake? Can you get something for me?" I call to him. He makes an acknowledging noise, but doesn't speak for a minute.

"Yea....sure hold on." He answers.

I shut the cabinet. I know what 'hold on' means. Either never or in three hours from now.. When he's done with homework.

I give up on what I was getting and sigh.

"Hey Cyrs?" I hear his ask. I walk out in a pissy mood.

Books are already sprawled around. On the coffee table, the couch, papers and books sit. Highlighters lay on and next to them. "What." I snap.

"Why is Niall calling you again?" He questions and throws my phone next to him. "I told you...he's bad news. All pop stars are. He'll just hurt you Crys. I love you and it'll kill me."

He reaches up, and grabs my hand. I shake it away. Confusion crosses his face. "What wrong with you?"

"Nothing." I snap again. I take a deep breath. "Nothing" I repeat, in a clam voice. "Just tired."

"Okay..." He let's out a breath. "We'll just do half of it today." He says and points to the pile so papers on the table. "And do the rest tomorrow."

I smile slightly and sit down. A million thoughts run through my head....and questions. Questions I don't have answers too. And statements I don't know how to say.

But how am I supposed to say, 'Oh by the way I'm leaving for two months to live with Niall and his friends and also date a pop star, but it's okay. It's all fake."

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You'll be fine." Niall says. "Jake will calm down."

"No he won't, Niall! You don't get it! He basically hates you!" I reply in a much louder voice than needed. "Sorry...it's just. He won't stop until I'm home."

"Well, he needs to back off before I kick his ass with my 'pop star' one as he would say!"

I laugh and watch the figures of people and wildlife move past us as we drive. I rest my head in my hand and try to relax. My phone vibrates from my purse. I groan.

Niall chuckles as I pick it up and see who it is. But, I already know. 'Jake' flashes in the screen. I hold the lock button and shut it off. I don't need to deal with this right now. I have bigger problems.

Like meeting him again.

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