Twisted (Niall/Harry) {IN EDITING}

ten.

Chapter 10:

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*Claires Pov*

Bright light seeping through the blinds woke me up and the smell of pancakes float through the air from the kitchen. I look at my surroundings, I was still wearing the clothes from the day before, pillows were scattered everywhere. I sit up, my body aching. My fingertips slowly massage my tear stained cheeks, they were swollen, as my eyes were too. I press on my swollen lips, bringing me back to the memory of last night. I squint my eyes, a few tears drop down onto my duvet, forcing my body out of my bed, dragging me to my mirror. The reflection was absolutely horrifying. Makeup stained my cheeks, my bun was more like a huge knot at the bottom of my head, deep dark bags under my eyes. My hands grasp the end of Harry's sweatshirt and I chuck it at the sitting bench. 

My feet scuff the white plush carpet on the way to the door. I unlock it and make my way soundlessly to the bathroom. I remove my bun from my hair and strip from my clothing and throw them in the laundry basket. I turn on the water to seeping hot and carefully step in, the hot water relaxing me. Thoughts from last night run through my head as I stand there letting the water run down my body.

The kiss. It all happened so fast I couldn't get my head around it. Was it nice? Sure it was, but at that time, it didn't feel right. Me and Niall are best friends. Nothing more. I like him but, I don't want another broken heart. 

My throat hitched as memories from my past relationships ran through my mind. They were absolutely terrible. I have only had two, Caleb and Jacob. They were best friends, and they both treated me like shit. Like I was worthless little bitch. They abused me, said nasty things, both cheated on me. Jacob was the worst. He said if I broke up with him, he'd turn my life into a living hell, and that's exactly what he did. I would cry every night on the phone with either Liam or Louis, wanting them to hold me in their arms and tell me everything is alright. But of course they were on the other side of the world, living their dreams to the fullest. Louis finally got to talk to Jacob, let's just say Jacob pretty much shit his pants. After the problem was taken care of, Liam is very hesitant about me going on dates or getting to serious with someone. 

Tears fell down my cheeks and a breath escapes my lips. I turn the water off and step out, wrapping a towel around my body. I peek my head out the door, making sure no one was there and I scurried across to my bedroom. I close the door and go to my closet picking out a pair of dark washed skinny jeans, a grey colored sweater, and a pair of grey toms Louis bought me for my birthday. With my clothes on, I wonder over to my vanity and scrunch my hair and pin my bangs back. I put some light make up on and some light pink lip gloss, making myself look presentable. 

I make my way to the kitchen where I hear melodic singing drifting out of the entry. Liam was at the stove flipping pancakes and putting toast in the toaster. He hears me and turns around, his facial features relaxing a bit.

"Oh my god" he breathes and stops what he's doing and takes my into his grasp. "What the hell happened last night, you had me worried sick! Did Niall do anything to you?" I pull back and he grips onto my shoulders, bending down to my height and looking at me, his dark brown eyes boring into mine, 

"Liam it's fine, he didn't do anything. It was just a weird mood swing. Girls tend to have that." I state, a smirk on my face. He lets go of me abruptly and stares at me, a wine escapes his mouth.

"You're going to have more of these?! Last night was enough for me, maybe a little warning next time?" He giggles and goes over to the oven, putting a huge stack of pancakes on a plate and putting them on the bar. 

"They just happen. I can't give you a warning!" I laugh and walk over to the toaster, putting the pieces of toast on a plate and setting them next to the pancakes. Liam laughs,"I don't know how girls hormones work!"