Niall’s POV
It had gotten more quiet. We were eating and all, so no was really talking. Or communicating in any way whatsoever.

‘’You okay love?’’ I mumble to Jana as she stares at her food. She nods lightly, not looking at me. ‘’You need to eat.’’ I whisper. She shakes her head side to side, pushing the plate towards me. I sigh, either she’s insecure about something or she’s upset. I hate it when she’s either.. so I’m basically screwed.

‘’Jana.’’ I whisper again, but still no answer. Just the shaking gesture of her head. ‘’She okay?’’ Harry asks me as I look away. I shrug lightly. I sit my hand on the table. I glance down at it. I see the ring. My promise to Jana. I just wish she would tell me what was wrong. That would make me feel like I’m keeping my promise complete.

‘’Jana?’’ Selena says. She looks up, raising her eyebrows. Sel furrows her eyebrows. In return to that, Jana shakes her gently. I assume its some girl code for something, I didn’t know. Selena nods back. I watch from the corner of my eye as Jana gets her phone out of her purse.

I see that she’s starting to type a message, so I look away. Harry nudged his foot against mine under the table. I glance up and he glances at Jana, telling me to look. So I do. I look over to see she set her phone on lap. Suddenly, Selena’s phone beeps and she picks it up.

I watch Harry as he looks over at her, not at her phone screen, just at her. Sorta like how I looked at Jana, trying to figure out what exactly was wrong with her. I didn’t want her to be upset and not tell me.

Was she tired? Did she want to leave and go home? If she tells me, I can make that happy as quick as possible. I just don’t want my wife to be upset in any way, at me or not. I love her and I want her to be happy. And at the moment.. she wasn’t.

Jana’s POV
I replied to Selena’s message, our conversation starting over texts. I could sense Niall’s gaze on me, Harry’s too. But as much as Niall’s. I know he’s flipping out because I’m not talking to him. I know his heart is probably blowing up in side. Poor thing.. I just.. I don’t want to tell him. He’ll spaz out like usual.

Me: I’m not feeling too good.

Selena: What’s wrong?

Me: I dunno.. I just.. feel bad :(

Selena: You wanna go the bathroom and talk for a minute? Just you and me? Away from them?

Me: Please..

Selena: Okay.

Me: Thanks Selena..

Selena: No problem :)

“Harry.. let me out.’’ Selena mumbles as she hits Harry’s arm a few times, telling him to speed up. He stands up and lets her out. Niall looks over at me and furrows his eyebrows as I hit his arm gently like Sel did to Harry.

But with no other words from any of us, Niall lets me out and I follow Selena to the restrooms where I hope things will go smoothly.

We get quicker than I had thought. She holds the door me as I go in first. I go the sinks and I press my hands against the marble counter top. I lean on my hands lightly as I sigh. I glance up in the mirror to see Selena has made her way beside me, her hand on my lower back.

‘’You okay?’’ She asks, looking in the mirror at me. ‘’I.. I just.. I don’t know.’’ I shrug with a sigh. ‘’Does anything hurt in particular? Your head? Your back?’’ She asks, rubbing gentle circles in my back.

‘’My.. I.. I don’t even know.. I feel.. stupid.’’ I say as I look in the mirror at me self, my hair falling over shoulder slightly. “Why do you feel stupid?’’ She asks, raising her eyebrows. ‘’I just.. I really don’t know. I just think I feel stupid.. for doing this. For.. everything.’’ I whisper that little word to myself.

‘’Jana.. do you want me to go get Niall?’’ She asks as she leans to me, her head leaning on my shoulder as we stare in the mirror at each other. I was lucky to have a girl around, she’s what I needed as a friend. ‘’Not.. yet.’’ I mumble. ‘’okay.’’ She mumbles back, her voice smooth and caring as she pats my back a little more.

‘’We can.. talk… if you want.’’ Sel insists. ‘’Please. Just.. talk about something.’’ I say, grateful of that suggestion at the moment. ‘’I plan on going to LA soon.. I have a recording session to do. Harry’s a little mad and all.. but forget him. He’s a dipshit anyways.’’ She winks in the mirror at me.

‘’He is.’’ I smile back. ‘’So tell me.. about this whole.. strip tease thing.’’ She laughs lightly. ‘’Oh well.. Harry said that Niall took his shirt off first.’’ I say, a smile on my face as I explain the whole event to her.

‘’He started singing to Harry.. but he said it was more like yelling.’’ I add. ‘’Was the radio on?’’ She asks. ‘’Nope.. but then Harry looked in the mirror and it all went down. Niall was.. ya know.. getting off with his self through his jeans.’’ I smirk as she rolls her eyes with a smile.

‘’What alcohol does to some people!’’ She laughs a little. ‘’Yeah..’’ I nod slightly in agreement. “You girls okay?’’ I hear the voice I fell in love with. I look at the door to see him standing there in the door way, the door half open.

I gulp gently as Selena leans up and takes my hand. She squeezes it tight as she comes to my ear. ‘’Talk to him.. he’ll understand.’’ She whispers before letting my hand go and walking past Niall once he opens the door all the way.

‘’Baby..’’ He mumbles gently. I look up at him. I honestly had no idea what to tell him. Or actually.. whether or not I was going to tell him anything.

Notes

I’ve been asked a few times about how I’m such a good writer and how is it even possible to be this good? Not bragging, that’s what she asked me. So, I replied with this, if you guys were wondering.. Hope it inspires you!::
Its all about focus, determination, and heart. If you’re writing a story just to get your boredom down, you won’t be able to give it your full heart. A lot of people say I have TOO many stories and that there is no possible way for me to keep up with them all. That’s partly true, I have forgot about a few. But overall, they all have that meaning to me. I needed them for some reason. I had to take a swing at the idea, so I did.
I listen to music when I write. I don’t mean like One Direction. I mean my other interests. For me, and for my roots, country is my go too music. Yes, I love all kinds of music. But I’m from the South and Country has always been there for me. And I actually still listen to Taylor Swift’s old stuff, I prefer it better. For instance, when I write a sad chapter I listen to stuff like Dear John. And I always change it up though, never the same person.
My point is, though, keep your mind straight set on it. Don’t forget the reason youre doing it. Keep focus, get comfortable, and just imagine.. if you unravel your imagination.. I’m sure you can find the skills you never knew you had. We all have that way of focusing. For me, its music.. and for you.. it could be lots of other things. So KEEP FOCUS and DETERMINATION. And you can make it, trust me.
If you have any tips for me, please private message me! Thanks loves for reading the updates, I’ll update soon. Love ya! x