Those Little Things

Chapter 16

I let out another scream into Louis' chest. He continued patting my back and shushing me as I continued crying my heart out. We were in their room for about an hour now. That whole time I sat there my face buried in Louis' chest bawling my eyes out. Once I had stopped crying, I opened my eyes and stood up to look at all the boys sitting down with their heads down. I wiped my smeared mascara and walked to their bathroom. I shut the door behind me and let the water run. Letting the water run for a while, I looked up in the mirror and saw my puffy red eyes, my smeared mascara, and my puffy hair. He did this to me...but why? I washed my make up off and dried my face, taking a deep breath. I looked around at their stuff. They had a lot of random things in there. My eyes wondered for a while until I noticed a picture, I picked it up and suddenly I was filled with anger. It was a picture of Niall and that girl kissing. I ripped it up and threw it on the floor. Tears started filling my eyes again. How could he do this? I picked up the glass cup in the corner and threw it at the mirror, letting pieces shatter everywhere. I covered my eyes with my hands as the mirror pieces flew all around the bathroom. Small pieces cut into my hands and arms, the pain hurt. The bathroom door slammed opened and Harry came running in. His mouth was open until he saw my tears. He walked over and held me tight as I cried some more. We walked out together, without him letting his grip go. We sat on the couch next to Louis and I started to calm down as I saw his face. Liam quietly walked over and gently pulled the small pieces of glass out of my hand. They all let out a sigh.

"I'm calling Niall," Louis said walked over to the phone and dialing his number in.

"And do what? I doubt he would want to ta-"

"I'm calling him," Louis said placing his hand on his hip with the phone to his ear in his other hand.

I chuckled a little, making me smile.

"She smiled!" Harry yelled with his mouth opened in a smile.

That made me chuckled some more. Harry kept smiling and staring into my eyes.

"No Niall! You better get over here now! Bye!" Louis yelled slamming the phone down.

He walked over and sat down next to me, placing his arm around my shoulders.

"That lad I swear," he said under his breath.

"I want to thank you guys for helping me through this. I know it's weird and everything."

"Are you kidding? We're here for you," Liam said smiling.

I couldn't help but smile as well. We sat there talking quietly until the door slammed open. It was Niall.

"Lou why did you-" he yelled before looking at me.

Suddenly he fell to his knees and just kept his eyes locked with mine.

"Taylor?..." he asked standing up and walking over.

Just as he was about a yards length away, Harry smacked his arm into Niall's stomach blocking him from getting any closer.

"You came back?..." Niall asked under his breath.

"I came back about two hours ago..."

Niall gasped as tears filled his eyes. He tried walking around Harry's arm but Harry just stood up and in between Niall and I.

"Let me go Harry! What's your problem?!" Niall yelled.

"You've hurt her once you're not hurting her again!" Harry yelled pushing Niall back a little.

"What are you talking about?" Niall asked confused.

"Sarah..." Louis whispered.

"Oh...Sarah..." Niall said letting his head drop.

There was a silence in room as I looked around with a confused look on my face.

"Sarah? The girl?!" I yelled standing up.

"Taylor calm down!" Louis yelled grabbing my hand as I sat back down.

"Taylor I can explain!" Niall yelled looking me in the eyes.

"Well I would love to her about the girl in the ripped picture of you two kissing..." I said under my breath.

"Ripped?..." Niall said running to the bathroom.

He walked back out with the two small pieces of the picture.

"But wha-"

"I got mad..." I said looking down.

"The mirror?" he asked.

"After I saw the picture...I was only gone for five months and you already got another girl!"

"Tayl-"

"Niall I think you should be going now..."Harry said.

Niall nodded and started walking out the door. Just as he was about to leave, he turned around and looked at me with guilt in his eyes. Before closing the door, he placed a pile of something on the small table. Then the door shut. I stood up and walked over to the table, looking down. It was a pile of letters.