My first Love (Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 7

Niall's POV-

I waited outside the front doors where Jordan had waited for me yesterday. I glanced at the watch on my wrist to see the time, 16:20. School gets out at 16:10 and I just saw Jordan 2nd to last period in French. I know she likes to do extra school things, she's always been good on grades but, why didn't she tell me?

Just as I was about to walk home, I saw her, head down walking at a rather fast pace.

"Jordan!! Hey!" I shouted. She didn't as much as glance up at me. What did I do?

I ran towards her, hoping she wouldn't start to run.

"Jordan, wait up. What about the French project?" She stopped in her tracks waiting a moment before turning to me. Her face was red and her eyes looked puffy from crying.

"You ok? What happened?" I asked.

"What did you tell Linda? Did you tell her you guys were over? I'm not trying to control you, I'm just trying to figure out what your doing." I looked at her confused.

"What did you tell Linda?" She repeated a little more harshly.

"Nothing." She stayed silent, then a tear started to role down her cheek. It hurt so bad to watch her in pain. I reached out my hand to wipe the tear away but she grabbed my wrist.

"P-please don't. I don't want to be the whore who gets between you and Linda-a. Because you know-w, I'm just another s-slut." Tears threatened to spill out but she held them in.

Still confused, I asked her the only thing I knew to ask,

"What did Linda do?"

"Does it matter?! I am now the whore who sleeps with girls boyfriends! I stayed in the bathroom crying until I couldn't. I don't want to live like this." She bit her lip before continuing.

"And it's because of you." She whispered not looking me in the eye.

I grabbed her chin forcing her to look at me. Her pretty blue eyes darker than ever.

"I don't care what other people think. I care about YOU, not what others say. I always have." A single tear fell down her cheek, but I wiped it away with my thumb. I leaned closer to her, our noses touching briefly before gently kissing her lips. When she didn't pull away I continued the kiss making it a little more deeper. She pulled away her hands on my chest.

"Don't... p-please. I don't want to deal with Linda again." Her eyes scanning my face looking for reassurance. I nodded, pulling her in for a hug. When she realized what I was doing, her grip tightened. She felt cold even though it had to be 90 degrees out. We pulled away after a while, her eyes still puffy with tears

"I'll talk to Linda ok? I don't want her, or anything to do with her; I promise." She nodded before giving me hug once more.

"Would you like me to come over still?" I asked looking into her eyes. She shook her head no, but gave me a smile. She turned and walked towards her house... She didn't even glance back like she usually did.

That night I couldn't sleep. The sight of her crying in the bathroom filled my mind. Guilt washing over me to the point where punching the wall by my bed seemed necessary.