Chapter 46 - Niall - Bumping into You
Chapter 46
Niall
I’m in bits. Looking at my reflection in the mirror the day after Gwen left, it’s clear that I haven’t been myself. Other than call and text Gwen, I’ve sat on my couch or in my bed staring at my phone, willing her to answer my calls or message me back.
It’s been radio silence.
I made such a hames of things. I should have told her about the favor. The moment I realized Greg had been talking about Gwen was the moment I should have gone to her and explained everything.
I found someone perfect for me, mo anam cara , and then I lost her. Mam was right. I do need someone in my life. It’s Gwen. I fulfilled the promise to my mam and really tried, but now I’ve ruined everything. She’d be so disappointed.
I should have told Gwen I love her. I need to get a hold of her, explain everything, and profusely apologize. But if she won’t answer my calls or texts, I have no way of reaching her.
Wait, I do. I quickly grab my phone and dial as I pace around my living room.
“Hey, dude!” Trent’s cheerful voice comes across the line. “Miss me already?”
My heart aches, and I try to clear my throat. “Hey.” It’s all I can get out.
“Sully, dude, what’s wrong?” Trent asks. I can hear water in the background. He must be at the marina. I hear some muffled voices before Trent says, “I didn’t think I’d hear from you so soon. I thought you’d be busy with Gwen, showing her around Boston.”
“I’m not. . . . I’ve screwed everything up.” I say, running my hand through my hair.
“I’m sure it’s not all that bad. What happened?”
I tell Trent everything starting after the cruise, how everything was going perfectly, then everything fell apart.
“Wow, so she’s been back home since yesterday?” he asks.
“She has. So, you haven’t seen her?”
“She didn’t call me. I figured she’d be in Boston for another day from what you all had planned. I’ll get a hold of Margot and see if she’s heard from her. Don’t worry. I’m sure everything will work out.”
“I don’t see how.”
“Sully, I saw you two together. She cares about you a lot. Listen, I’ll check in on her and get back to you.”
“Thanks, mate,” I say, clicking off my phone and sinking down into the couch.