This Love 2

chapter 71

Niall's P.O.V -

Watching what just happened, snapped me out of it and made me go over to help her, but I have to be careful because I'm in pain as well. Cleo flew past the bed, hit the wall, knocking over the lamp and glass pictures from the wall..and she lands on it. The lamp bulb touches her stomach for a long time until she pushes it.

I don't speak whenever I carefully pick her up. She just wails and I'm trying to say something to her but she can't hear me.

"Cleo! I'm about to take them out, so you have go be still. They're in your back, if you're crying it's going to hurt more." I start by taking the ones out of her arms and shoulders and she passed out. I'm sure she did it on her own.

By the time she starts to wake up, I put an ice pack underneath her stomach and heating blanket on her back while I hold her hand.

"Cleo, I'm sorry. I really am. I took it to another level since I was hurting and now you're hurting. I'm sorry." I'm laying down next to her shirtless body and she sniffles and tears spill to the side of her face.

"You really h-hurt m-me," Cleo moves her shaky hand up to her face to wipe her eyes. "a-and y-you cursed me out, N-Niall. I want to break up with you so badly!" She grits her teeth and groans deeply.

"I didn't deserve this! Not this, Niall! You made fun of me, you laughed at me, you pulled me, you hurt me, you yelled at me, and you cursed me out. Why am I not breaking up with you?" Cleo sounds mad..almost at herself.

"Whenever our house is done with tomorrow, we might be done with as well. I'll let you know by then. As of right now, I don't want anything to do with you. I just want to stay in bed. First off, I'm sore from sex and two, I'm hurt all around and you still have to take care of me since this is your fault." She snaps.

Just listen to her. Don't argue back. Just listen.

"Okay. Well, do you want to sleep how you usually do? Those pain killers are going to make you sleepy for a while." I watch her nod and the last time she was on top of me was whenever we were having sex a while ago.

"Ow-" Cleo's whine turns into fast sniffles as I help her onto my chest. She can't put on a bra yet, so I helped her into a t-shirt first. "Ow, ow, my stomach!" I lift up my shirt, then lift up hers to allow our torsos to touch each other.

"Your stomach is cold." I blurt quietly.

"Don't talk to me. Ever. I'm serious."

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~the next morning~

Cleo's P.O.V -

I don't feel like crying today because I did it enough yesterday. The pain killer capsule is sitting on the dresser and I can't reach the water bottle, so I just pop it in my mouth and it gets stuck in my throat.

"Cleo, what's wrong? I can't pat your back." Niall hears me choking and he grabs the water bottle for me, helping me sit up properly to drink.

"You scared me." He let's out a deep breath and runs his hand over his hair.

"Thank you." I reply and slowly scoot back down in bed. Niall grunts as he helps me back onto his chest.

"Are you okay?" My hair is being played with and I don't tell him to stop because I don't want him to even though I am mad at him.