Complacent [Duplicity Niall]

》》》 Hello. So I've decided to change a few things from Complicity, although I still follow the same general storyline. So like, if things don't add up exactly or something that's why. I just- like, have ideas for things and don't wanna be like oh, I'm not gonna do that because it doesn't really fit... also, so the story isn't just a complete copy and paste of Complicity. I want it to kind of be its own thing too. Also, i like, skip around a little bit, but you should be able to tell where I am in the story
So, thank you for reading, if you've read this far.
Ilysm!!

(Also, as of posting this, I'm number one on the Niall horan tag??? What???)

Xoxo,
Gossip Girl

Chapter 44.

"Black is White"

Some people think the world is an awful evil place. They think everyone wants to hurt them. They don’t trust anybody. And usually don’t let anybody trust them. Lots of people call this way of “living” survival.

I am people.

Or, well, I used to be people.

The last nine months have been a little overwhelming.

It started in Vegas. The morning after my wonderful sexual display on a bed of 1.2 million dollars.

I got a call. Early in the morning. From an old friend.

We used to work together, in New York. For Malakai.

I didn’t expect Zayn to call me, but I recognized his voice when I answer the unmarked number.

He told me to get out of here.

And I didn’t listen.

Why would I?

I finally was getting close. Close to what I wanted. The world didn’t seem so bad right now.

Zayn told me, more warned me, that if I didn’t leave now, before shit hit the fan, well, I was gonna stink.

So, here I am. Dirty.

But it’s okay, right?

Because at least Niall’s here, and Niall isn’t gonna lie to me.

And I’m not gonna lie to Niall.

I’m not gonna lie to Niall.

I’m not gonna lie to Niall.

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Those dreams I had when I was fucked up on Oxy were like romantasized (how do you spell that word) fanfiction versions of what was to come.

Because, for one thing, we’re all together.

Just no one’s all bright and cheery.

And Aven is gone. Well, not gone, gone. She’s out being Mariana, with Zayn and Malakai.

And I’m not supposed to know that. I don’t think.

I don’t know if the others know that. I don’t know if Niall knows that. I just do know that I simply just have not said anything concerning it.

Is omission still lying?

I’m not gonna lie to Niall.

I’m not gonna lie to Niall.

I’m not gonna lie to Niall.

I’m not drinking. I’m following Harry on his little sobriety mission. It’s cute. Liam has a whiteboard for us. I think of it as a game. “Don’t drink before Harry does.” I don’t think Harry will.