out of the blue / n.h

Chapter 70

"What did you do?!" I shout right in front of his face.

"Niall, dude, calm down a minute—" Steve calls me from behind.

"Shut the fuck up!" I yell at Steve who is now backing off.

"What did you do to Melanie?" I push him on the floor and kick his spine as he whimpers in pain. "You fucking coward!" I know that I'm drunk but it gives me guts to give these people a lesson.

"I told her the truth!" Miles says.

"I know you told her the truth, asshole. You didn't need to fucking put her in a circus show!" I lift a fist and smack it on his jaw and he screams in pain.

"Well, what about you?! You lied to us, didn't you? You were all over her that's why you wanted to give yourself up to us. Why didn't you just straight up and tell us that you liked her from the start?!" Miles says, holding his jaw.

"Why didn't you come up to me instead of Melanie, you jerk!" I kick his head as a hand pulls me behind.

"Well, don't just fucking hit me, look what Lenny's bestfriend did to her. He told everything to us!" Miles says holding his head, avoiding any assault from me. I scan around the room to find Jamie and then there he is, I found him making out with Warren. The slutty bitch who happened to bother Melanie in school. I pull Warren away and plant my fist on Jamie's nose, making it bleed.

"Fuck." He hisses in pain. "Niall?!"

"Surprise, fucker." I swing another assault to Jamie as someone pulls me away from him.

Luke.

"What, Hemmings?" I push him back by his shoulders when I hear Steve shouts at me.

"He defended Lenny, Niall." Steve informs. Why the fuck is he everywhere.

I glare at Steve and Jamie, who is in pain. I look over to Warren who is looking at me with fear in her eyes.

"Hey, if you're a guy I would've killed you. Better clean that fucking pussy or you will suffer from HIV." I remark as couple of people inside the house burst into laughter.

I get out of the crowded house as Luke and Brodie follow me.

"Sorry, Luke, I almost smacked you in the face." I sigh as I get in the car.

"It's okay, Ni. How was Melanie?" Luke asks me.

"I think we just broke up. I deserved it anyway." I shut my eyes, feeling a big amount of guilty.

"By the way, dude, what you did back there is so fucking tight." Brodie states. I just chuckle before closing the door and drift off. I feel relieve but still, the chest pains she gave me won't be cured anytime soon. This is probably my first heartbroken and hopefully will be the last. I drive to my apartment and make my way to my room. As I open the door, Harry is sleeping with the earlier girl who kissed me. Why the hell is she still here? I slam the door behind me and scoot myself to my bedroom. I try not to think about it but all I can feel now is how these arms need something to hold. I want to smell her hair and her skin. The warm vanilla sugar scent. I want to kiss every inch of her and I want to feel her. I want to touch her. I want to listen to her voice rambling on and on and I don't care if it's pointless, I just want to hear her voice. I want to tickle her so I can hear those angelic laugh coos into my ear. I want her, I need my baby.

I have a little sense of relief to know that today is Saturday and that the Christmas break has started. I still can't get over the fact that Melanie and I just broke up. I need to fix this, fix us.

I get out of my bedroom putting on my grey tee and my black ripped jeans, like usual. I'm not in my best mood to do my hair so I just push it to the side.

"Hey," The girl from last night is still here, putting on some of Harry's outfit and her own jegging.

"Yeah." I answer without bothering myself to look at her as I take a sip of the coffee.

"Harry told me everything last night and," She sighs. "I'm sorry. I was drunk and just, disappointed. I'm sorry, Niall." She says in her best courage.

"It's okay." I nod and grab my keys.

"Please, Niall, I'm—I'm sorry." She says, her voice is shaking.

"It's okay! All I have to do now is to fix this, okay? There's nothing we can do to change what we did, anyway." I glare at her, making my way out.

"Let me help you. Let me talk to her, I need t—"

"I can do this myself! God dammit!" I cuss and get out of the room.

"Niall!" Harry shouts at me when he gets out of the bathroom. I drive all over town to Melanie's house. It's 10 a.m and all I hope is that she will listen to me. I've lost my temper and I haven't been like this since the day my dad left me. She's the only cure and that's why I need her. I park on her driveway and make myself in. I knock the door and Mary opens it with a pity look on her face.

"Where's Melanie?" I pant.

"She's gone to somewhere, Niall." Mary says.

"Where? Tell me- where?" I breath heavily. I don't know why, maybe the asthma attacks me again. I haven't had asthma since I was 10, I guess.

"I don't know, now if you'll excuse me." She says before closing the door. I hold the door with my palm. "Niall."

"Please, let me explain everything. It was a mistake, it really was." I beg.

"Come in, then." Mary lets me in. I sit on the high chair behind the counter as she continues cooking. I tell her everything from the beginning and how the girl kissed me. I still don't really know her name is and I don't even care. I talk to her for almost an hour when I hear a car pulls in the driveway. I scoot from the chair to the front door to see Melanie, wearing my 39 sweater behind her maroon coat. She's looking at my car and when she sees me, she gets into the car with. . . Thomas, of course.

"Melanie! Please, let me explain!" I shout at her as she quickly start the car and drift off. I groan and run my fingers through my hair.

"Niall. . . Give her some time." Mary calls me from the front door.