Let's Play Pretend [Niall Horan AU]

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One month.

We're breaking up in one month.The wildest thing?

I don't want to.

Fuck this.

Niall has been the best person ever. All he ever did was to try and keep me happy. Fuck, not even Martin did that for me. I was so fucking confused. I wasn't sure of my feelings for him but I knew I didn't want to end it with him.

I hate feelings.

I called the only person I could think of to give me some help here. I know he won't judge me and would actually help me. Not that my friends judge me, but they seemed to get diverted easily by the topic at hand and not actually help. I love those buggers but Louis is the only helpful one out of my friend group.

What a wild sentence. Never thought I'd say that.

"Hey Lou," I mumbled into the phone, the pillow muffling my voice. I was curled up on my couch with the pillow up to my face.

"Alexa? Hey princess! What's up?" He asked.

"Can you come over? If you're not busy? Without Harry if possible," I said.

"Huh? Why? Did anything happen? Are you okay babe?" Louis asked, getting more worried.

"No no. I j-just want to talk to someone and uh... I wanted to talk to you," I stuttered. I've never stuttered so much in my life.

"15 minutes darling, I'll be there," he said. I got out of the couch and just paced around my living room. Like pouring oil to fire, Niall decided to text me just then.

Hey there. Are you free?

Why Horan ? Got anything up your sleeve ?

Ha ha you wish. No, I got bored.

Sorry , Goldie :( Lou's coming over to mine right now . Some wedding talks . It'll bore you more .

Aww sucks. You're missing out hah. Alright it's okay. I'll just call Liam or something. Have fun sugar!

Thank youuu . You have fun with your boys hehe .

My boys ew. I'll text you later, baby. Bye.

Byeee !

I'm so grateful that no one can actually sense my tone behind my words in a text. Otherwise I'd be fucked. I heard my front door being unlocked. All my close friends and my family had a spare to my place. Louis walked into my living room, looking stressed out.

"Are you okay? You sounded so panicked over phone," he said, sitting down. I was still walking around.

"I hate this, Lou. What the fuck am I supposed to do?" I muttered some shit.

"What even happened? How can I help if I don't know what happened?" He asked.

"Fuck. I think I like him, Lou. I think I like Niall. And he definitely fucking doesn't," I sighed, sitting beside him. Louis practically shot out of his seat.

"Fucking what?!" He yelled in utter shock.

"Louis William Tomlinson! Shut the fuck up! I'm already panicking and you're not making it any better!" I yelled back. Now it was his time to pace around my living room nervously. He ran his hand through his hair, stressed. I was staring up at him just walking back and forth for almost five minutes.

"Lou...?" I whispered quietly.

"Alexa there's like a whole fucking horde of good men out there and you decide to fall in love with the worst one yet," he said, seriously disappointed in me. Can't blame him, so am I.