Chapter 11

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~Faith~

I gaped at the computer, not daring to believe my eyes. But there was a picture of Niall Horan, yes MY Niall Horan, holding hands and smiling happily at some girl. I read the caption:

"1D's Niall is looking happy with his new love interest."

I felt my blood boiling. Niall! How dare he! He made me think he loved me, but he was just a stupid liar. I angrily dialed his number. It went to the answering machine.

"Niall, I hate you!" I blurted. "We're over! You lousy cheater, you jerk! I hate you and One Direction!" By the time I was done tears were streaming down my face. Niall pretended like he loved me. No one ever loved me the way he did. But he was just a liar.

~Niall~

I had forgotten to pick up my phone, ugh! That's a bad habit of mine, forgetting to pick up the phone sometimes. I had a new message from Faith, my beautiful girlfriend. My everything.

"Niall, I hate you! We're over! You lousy cheater, you jerk! I hate you and One Direction!" I was shocked. She was clearly crying when she left the message, which made me want to cry too. But the strangest part is what she said. I'm a cheater? I'd never cheat on her. Ever. Out of curiosity, I Googled myself. Then I saw breaking news about me from E! News. I clicked on it and saw a picture of me and my cousin, Maggie. The picture was taken a few weeks ago, so it wasn't really "breaking news". Oh my God, this is what Faith saw, I thought. I quickly dialed her number. She didn't pick up.

"Faith, uh...I know what you saw. I can explain. Just know I'd never cheat on you, ever. I love you." My voice broke, and I cleared my throat. "Call me." Oh great, now she hates me, I thought. She'll hate the whole band now. This broke my heart because Obe Direction was her life. Now what did she have left?

~Faith~

That jerk Niall called me again. And I didn't pick up, and he left a message. I decided I'd never talk to him again. He was my first boyfriend, and he broke my heart. I buried my head in my pillow and sobbed. Then I looked up at my One Direction poster. Niall always looked beautiful to me, but now I couldn't see how I ever could have loved him. His blonde hair, which I always thought was sexy, was now dull. His blue eyes, I used to call them brilliant, we're now cold as stone. On his answering machine, I told Niall that I hated One Direction, but this was a lie. I still liked Harry, Liam, Louis, and Zayn, just not Niall.

An hour of miserable sobbing later, I left the room and got a big tub of ice cream. It's common knowledge that ice cream is good for breakups. Or so I've heard. I dug my spoon into the vanilla ice cream and ate it. It tasted good, but my heart still hurt. As if on cue, Ada walked into the living room.

"Why were you crying?" She asked. I wiped my eyes.

"I wasn't crying."

"You were. Your eyes are red and puffy, it's pretty obvious." I looked away from her.

"Just go away, Ada."

"Ice cream, huh? Breakup?"

"Noooo," I lied.

"Who broke your heart, Faith?"

"Nobody. Go away." Ada sat down. I mentally willed her to go away, but she stayed.

"First heartbreak. It hurts, right?"

"I'm not talking to you."

"It's a good thing you broke up with Niall, because he'd break your heart worse than this. Who was it?"

"I told you, no one. Stop it."

"Okay, fine. Just take some friendly advice - forget him. He's not worth your tears."

"Can you just leave?" She stood up.

"Suit yourself, Faith." She walked away. Now, I think, I'm really alone.

~Niall~

After leaving seven messages on Faith's answering machine, I decided to just give up. It was just too hard to think that the best girlfriend I ever had now hated me. If she just picked up her phone, she'd understand that I still, and always will, love her. And then my own phone rang. I picked up.

"Hey, Nialler," said Liam. I could just envision the goofy grin on his face.

"Hey Liam," I sighed.

"You okay?" He asked, really concerned. That's the good thing about Liam, he's caring.

"Liam, I'd rather not talk about it."

"What is it, man? You can tell me."

"You know my girlfriend, Faith?"

"Oh, so you two got back together?"

"Yeah-"

"We-e are never ever ever getting back together-"

"LIAM! YOU'RE NOT TAYLOR SWIFT! FOCUS!"

"Geez, Niall, calm your-"

"Liam, I'm not in the mood-"

"Okay, okay, what happened with Faith?"

"She saw a picture of me and my cousin Maggie, which made it look like we were dating. Now she thinks I was cheating on her. She hates me." Liam was silent for a moment.

"That sucks."

"I know. Got any advice."

"Niall, I'm a singer, not an agony uncle."

"But Liam, I really need help."

"Okay, erm...did you call her?"

"Yup. Didn't pick up."

"Don't give up. Keep calling. She's bound to pick up sometime." I sigh.

"Okay, Liam. Thanks." Now, I think, I am really hopeless.

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