Chapter 15

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*Niall's POV*

"Niall!" A drunk Stephanie exclaimed grabbing me by my wrist.

We've been at this house party for hours, "Come dance!"

I gulped the beer I had and followed her to the dance floor. She put her arms on my shoulders and started dancing.

"Steph-" She turned her body around and started grinding on me.

"Steph, this is weird, don't do this." I told her and stepped away from her.  

"Come on! Not like we are bestfriends anymore. Remember when you said that?" She smiled grabbing my wrist.

I pulled away, "Stop."

She looked at me closely, "You're a bitch, I hate you!" She ran outside crying.

"Steph! Wait!" I ran after her.

"Steph!?" I walked outside the house and into the streets. I had no clue where she went, I then heard sobbing.

I turn to the right and walk a few steps to find Stephanie sitting on the floor behind a tree.

"Steph, are you crazy!? You're drunk and could've gotten lost," I said, she kept crying.

I sat down next to her, "What's wrong?"

She wiped some tears, "You're an idiot, YOU are what's wrong Niall."

I was confused, "What the fuck did I do?!"

She gasped, "You've been so mean to me! You ignore my messages, my calls, and now you won't dance with me!"

I felt bad, "Come on, you don't know what you're saying, you're drunk, let's get you home." I got up and tried helping her up too but she slapped my hand away.

"I can do it myself!" She got on her knees and got up slowly, nearly falling over again. "I hate you," She let out while walking next to me.

"You are so drunk right now, you don't even know what you're saying." I told her.

I whistled for a taxi, and it pulled up.  

"What's the address?" I asked Stephanie letting her in.

"I fucking hate you," she said sitting down and laying her head on the window.

"No help, forget it, I remember," I told the driver the address and closed the door as he drove to the place. I look at Stephanie who's eyes were red from crying.

"Where are we going dumbass?" She asked sitting straight up.

"Your apartment."

She laughed and laid her head on my shoulder. "I hate you so much but I love you," she said closing her eyes.

"Well I-"

"Why did you ignore me?" She asked as a tear went down her face.  

"Do you hate me, 'cause right now I hate you, but then I don't. You confuse me Niall. Can you answer me?" She added, I gulped hard.

"Steph I-" She cut me off again.

"Forget it, all you're gonna say is that you were busy." She got her head off my shoulder and laid it on my lap as her arms swayed around.

"I'm so tired," she said looking up at me.

I smiled and brushed her hair with my hand, "Don't worry, we're getting there."

She smirked and closed her eyes.

After a few minutes we got to her place.

I paid the driver the money and helped the wobbily Stephanie out the car and into her apartment.

"Finally, we're here," I told her standing her up straight and leading her to the stairs.

"Hey skank!" I heard a raspy voice say, I turned Stephanie and I around to find Kevin with a bottle in his hand.

"Kev-Kevin?" Stephanie let out trying to stand up straight and fix her hair and dress.

"Yes bitch, we need to talk," he sounded angry.

Who knows what he'll do.

*A/N: Well... Drama llama ;)*

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