"Bring him in." I say stepping out of the way so Harry and Liam can bring drunk Niall in. This is the 5th night this week alone, that Niall had come home drunk off of his little irish arse. I understand that I am his girlfriend and to take care of him whenever he needs me to it's part of caring about him but, this is getting old.
They drop him onto the couch in the living room and come back to me at the door. "He had a bit too much to drink tonight y/n and made yet another mistake." Liam said avoiding eye contact with me. I felt my heart sink but didn't peep a word. "When we found him he was coming out of the restroom with sex hair and his pants damn near the ground and a slut hooked to his arm." Harry spoke up. I just stayed in my place unable to move a muscle. "Look y/n I know Niall has made a lot of mistakes but he really does love you. Without you around I don't know where Niall would be." Liam spoke again trying to stick up for Niall. "In a club bathroom having sex with a slut." I mumble getting pissier by the second. "What was that?" Liam questioned. "Nothing. Look its been a long night so you boys should go home and get some sleep I'll talk to Niall in the morning; goodnight boys." I say hugging them. "Okay love and remember what we said he really does love you." Harry said leaving and shutting the door.
I press my back to the door and break down into tears. I don't know how much more of this I can handle. Am I not good enough for him? I question mentally to myself causing me to cry louder an harder than before. I just sit there all night long just sitting there feeling not happy, not sad, not angry, or mad but just.... numb.
"Princess where are you? I hear his Irish accent call from the front room waking me up. I groan from the pain in my neck seeming I slept slumped up against the door the entire night. I hear footsteps coming closer and closed. I scramble from the floor as quickly as possible and run into our bedroom. I can hear the loud thumping of his footsteps following my trail. "y/n open the door, what's wrong?" He asks sounding honestly confused. I begin to reach for the doorknob but then I remember why I was mad at him in the first place.
"You cheated on me didn't you Niall." I whisper my voice barely above a whisper. I hear him sigh on the other side of the wooden door. "Just open up and lets talk about this." He says avoiding my question. "Just f*cking answer me Niall!" I scream, my anger rising by the second.
There was a long pause and I could hear him take a deep breath. " Yes y/n but I-" He starts but I cut him off. "No go to hell" I say as I open the door. I try to rush past him but he grabs me by the wrist and swings me around so he can see my face. "Look at me princess." He whispers and puts his fingers beneath my chin trying to get me to look at him. "No." I say trying to calm myself. He grabs my chin between his thumb and pointer finger and forces me to look at him.
I look him directly in the eyes. His eyes are no longer their beautiful blue color but they are dark dark blue and slightly red almost as of he'd been crying.
"I'm sorry y/n it was a mistake" He says sincerely. "No Niall I'm sick of hearing this 'im sorry' shit." I say in a mocking tone. "Go stay with the boys or the slut that you banged last night for a while please and when you come back we can talk. I just need time to clear my thoughts." I say softly as i shake my head. "Fucking no, this is OUR house so we will stay in OUR house TOGETHER and talk this out like the mature responsible adults we are." he spat.
"You responsible? Pshh" I scoff. "Fine then but don't say a damn word to me! Oh and Niall you will be sleeping on the sofa until I give you permission to sleep in MY bed. And I'm going out tonight whether you like it or not." I say as I walk off leaving him standing in the hallway with his mouth hanging open surprised by my choice of words and surprised and how I stood up for myself because I've never done it before.
I am sick of him thinking it is okay for him to cheat on me and come back home thinking everything is all peaches and cream. I mean two can play at that game. But I'd never cheat on Niall but I will do something that will hurt him and make him regret not keeping his hands off of sluts.
