Chapter 20
The very next morning, I am bombarded with text messages from not just the girls but also my mother. Turns out that the video of me wanting to beat Josie's butt isn't the only video that has made it out to the public.
Apparently, our neighbors seemed to enjoy listening to our night and the audio is all over the internet.
Mum: Jessica, dear freaking God, why on earth are your moans on my social media and television?! This is not what I want to listen to in the morning!
Mum: I am very happy you and Niall are getting it on, but for the love of God, please quiet down next time. You're children are on social media too!It's no lie that Niall and I had a very loud night, but it makes me feel like complete shit knowing that the whole world knows what I sound like when having sex. I mean, my kids are on freaking social media. Do people not have any decency?
I'm laying in Niall's arms as I put my phone back down on the nightstand and look up at my husband. He is staring down at me with a smile on his face, "I still can't believe you were about to beat her ass."
I chuckle, "Not my brightest moment."
"But it was so hot. I swear, Jess," Niall mutters chuckling, "Just thinking about it gets me going."
"I think we have had enough sex to last a lifetime," I whisper with a silly smile on my face. Niall shrugs, leaning over, which causes him to get on top of me.
"I love you," he whispers as he places his soft lips against mine.
"I love you too," I mumble as the door of our hotel room suddenly opens. I shriek, pulling the covers over Niall and I. Anger rises within me when Josie walks in on us.
How the hell did she get into our room?
Niall groans, throwing his head onto my shoulder.
I am literally naked.
"Josie, get the hell out of our room!" I shriek using my elbows to lean up so I can look in the eyes, "What the hell is your problem?"
"My problem is that Niall is acting like he doesn't fucking care about me! I'm here to support him and his family, yet he goes out with you! I'm the one he should be going out with Because of all my help!"
I laugh, I actually laugh.
"Girl, I'm his wife! Get it through your thick skull!"
"Josie, you need to leave. I'm naked, Jess is naked, and I really don't want you -"
"Come on, Niall, it's not the first time I'll see it."
Now that catches my attention.
I try not to show it, because this is something between Niall and I. Laying back down, I give up fighting her and look at Niall's shoulder. There is complete silence in the room, and the silence just confirms whatever Josie just told Niall.
Can he hear my heart shattering? Because I can.
"Josie, get the hell out of my room before I call security," Niall says, his voice filled with anger. It even shocks me. He never talks like that.
Josie ends up scoffing before she turns around, walks out of the hotel room and slams the door shut behind her. I push Niall off of me immediately, getting out of the bed and putting on one of his shirts.
"Really?" I ask him, my voice filled with irritation, "She saw you naked?"
Niall sighs, "Jess, babe, I was drunk and -"
"You were drunk? So just because you're drunk you decide to show off your penis?!" I shriek, "You decide to get naked?"
Niall doesn't respond, causing me to scoff. I walk towards the other side of the room to grab the pair of leggings that I brought. Slipping them on, I look for my shoes and let a sigh escape my lips when I realize I didn't bring a pair of extra shoes.
I have my fucking heels.
"Where are you going, Jess?" Niall asks.
"I don't know," I mumble, running my hands through my hair, "I didn't bring any extra shoes. Fuck."
"Let's talk," Niall says, and then notice all the shuffling sounds. It isn't much later until he is crouching in front of me, grabbing onto my hands.
"Niall, I'm done. I'm so done with all this crap," I say looking at him. "I love you, you know that, but I can't go through this again. We've got kids, one of them is hurt and Josie is acting as if we're twenty all over again. We're freaking forty years old."
Niall stays quiet.
"I need her gone, and I don't know what you're going to do so that it gets done, but it needs to happen. The first time I ate in a week was yesterday evening, Sydney got beat up by some stranger and I found her in her room. Now, I have this drama with Josie. I can't deal with it, Niall."
Niall gets up, sitting down next to me. He wraps his arm around my shoulder and pulls me into him, "I don't know what I can do to get rid of her."
"You decided that it was a good idea to go on tour with her, so find a way to also get rid of her," I mumble, "I'm done, Niall. Just fucking done."
Niall sighs, turning his head so that he can press his lips against my head, "I'm trying, Jess. I'm really trying."
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