I stared at Harry for few seconds it utter shock. It totally made sense that Niall was a sex addict, but I don’t know if I want that, I mean he has better getting better recently. To be quite honestly though, it kind of freaked me out.
“Rosemarie?” Harry’s voice snapped me back to reality.
“Oh, sorry, it’s just a lot to process.”
There was silence between us as I stood up to get another glass of wine.
“You want some more?” I asked Harry trying to take my mind off the subject.
“Uh, yeah, thanks.” I walked over to Harry and poured him a glass. I was walking back to the kitchen when I felt a hand on my arm. I turned around and Harry was right next to me.
“Please, Rosemarie, don’t tell anyone.”
“I won’t” Harry and I proceeded watching the movie and drinking wine as if nothing had every happened.
My eyes shot open when I heard someone’s loud voice yelling “WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!”
I fell off the couch and that’s when I looked up and saw Niall staring at the couch where Harry was laying; right next to me.
“ROSE? WHATS GOING ON?!” Niall shouted, his face was gravely serious.
“Uh, oh my god! I don’t remember.”
Right then Harry looked at me, the same confusion was in his eyes as in mine.
“HARRY?!” Niall shifted his focus to Harry.
“Niall, I have no idea,” Harry said apologetically. Niall started pacing back and forth, running his hands harshly through his hair. His face was flushed red with anger when Harry tried to calm him down.
“NIALL NO!” I screamed running over to him as he punched Harry directly in the nose. Harry’s nose immediately started gushing blood, I held onto Niall as I saw the anger in his eyes only grow.
“GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE” Niall yelled at Harry. Harry tried to convince Niall that nothing happened but Niall continued to yell at him. Harry looked at me and I gave him look, he understood what I was trying to say, so he grabbed his keys and left.
“You should leave too.” Niall said quietly, I saw the pain in his eyes as he said it.
“Niall, nothing happe-“
“Get out, Rosemarie. Don’t come back.” I felt the tears well in my eyes when he said this. But I didn’t want him to see the pain I was feeling, so I grabbed my bag and keys and left.
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What I Thought Was Love
FanfictionThis is a story about a young women who, in her teenage years, idolized the boy band One Direction. When she moved from the United States to Ireland, she never expected to meet Niall Horan. Niall was a member of One Direction and when they met outsi...
