The Life I Never Imagined

~Chapter Fifty-Eight~

Abigail's POV

The party was amazing, everyone had a blast. Some people got drunk, one of those people being Niall, and it was hilarious watching him act the way he was.

I was talking to Gemma about the concert tonight when Niall approached me.

"Heyyy, Abby!" he slurred. He was undoubtedly drunk.

"Heyyy, Nialler!" I mimicked, laughing.

He pulled on my arm, "Come, let's dance. I really want to dance with you. I'm can't remember the last time we danced together. I like your necklace. Do you want to dance?"

"Okay." I laughed at my silly irish boyfriend.

"Yay!" he said enthusiastically. "By the way, did I tell you that you look really pretty today, because you look really pretty today." he added, making me blush.

Niall decided that he would try to impress me with all his 'amazing' dance moves while drunk. He ended up falling flat on his butt, but then again, so did I because I was practically dying of laughter. When we got up, he started to lean on me for support.

"Did I ever tell you your hair smells like roses?" Niall asked, inhaling the scent of my hair. I giggled at his comment and he smiled brightly.

"Come on, Niall. I think it's time for us to go. It's two in the morning." I took Niall to our room and started to help him get into some clothes more appropriate for bed, seeing that he was still wearing his outfit from tonight's concert which consisted of tight jeans and a jacket over his shirt. After he was dressed, I went to get dressed myself only to come back to the bed and find Niall completely passed out. I silently laughed to myself before climbing into bed and cuddling into Niall's chest before drifting into a peaceful slumber.

I woke up and turned around to see Niall snoring softly. I took this time to take in his appearance. His lips were slightly parted and his messy dirty blonde hair fell over his face. He looked like an angel.

I slowly detached myself from his embrace and grabbed some clothes so that I could take a shower. After I got out of the shower, I threw on a white lace trim cami top, ripped skinny jeans, and a pair white braided sandals. I kept my hair naturally curled. Niall was still sleeping when I came out of the bathroom so I grabbed a pair of black sunglasses and started walking to Starbucks. About halfway there, I received a text from Niall.

"Where are you?"

"I'm heading to Starbucks. Do you want anything?" I replied.

I smiled when he answered me right away. "No thanks. I just wanted to make sure you were ok. Come back soon. Love you. xx"

I responded with, "I love you too, Nialler. xx"

As I was walking into Starbucks, I bumped into something hard. I looked up to see a young man looking down at me.

"I am so sorry! I didn't mean to bump into you. I was just really distracted and I-"

The man cut me off, "It's ok, don't worry about it." I took this time actually look at him. He had big brown eyes, his brown hair was styled upward, he had straight white teeth that could make anyone go blind if he smiled, and he seemed really fit. I realized that I was staring and he was smiling down at me.

"I can tell you're not from around here because if your accent. What's your name?"

"My name is Abigail." I smiled

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Abigail. My name is Jacob. Hey, do you maybe want to hangout sometime?"

A frown instantly spread across my face. "Jacob, I have a boyfriend. I'm sorry, but no."

I began walking away from him, but I stopped when I heard him call out my name. "Wait, I'm sorry, I didn't know you had a boyfriend. Can we still hangout even if it's just as friends?"

"I don't know, I really need to get back to my boyfriend, bye Jacob." I quickly walked away from him and out of Starbucks without even bothering to buy anything.

Niall's POV

I was on my phone browsing through twitter when a certain image caught my eye.

@1d4life: Is Abigail Styles cheating on Niall Horan!?! twitter.com/jshsbjdj

There was a picture of Abby having a conversation with a guy at Starbucks, both were smiling at eachother.

The hotel door opened and I now knew that Abby had returned from Starbucks.

Abigail's POV

"Niall, I'm back!" I shouted as I opened the door to our hotel room.

An angry looking Niall emerged from the bedroom. "Niall, what's wrong?" I asked cautiously.

"Oh, I don't know, maybe this!" Niall shoved his iPhone in my face and only then did I realize why he was so mad, but his anger didn't compare to the anger bubbling inside of me. On his phone was a photo of Jacob and I talking in Starbucks, the headline asking if I was cheating on Niall. Did he seriously think that I cheated on him? I would never do such a thing to hurt Niall. Did he not trust me?

"Niall, do you honestly think that I would ever cheat on you? I would never want to hurt you like that!" I shouted.

"Well then explain to me what this is!" Niall yelled, referring to the photograph.

"It's nothing! I literally met the guy at Starbucks this morning. He asked me out but-"

Niall cut me off, "He asked you out!?!" I swear I could see steam coming out of both his ears.

"Will you shut up for a second and let me finish?" Niall was beyond pissed but he kept quiet and let me speak, "As I was saying, he asked me out, but I told him no because I had a boyfriend. Then he asked me if I still wanted to hangout even if it was just as friends, but I turned him down again and told him that I had to get back to my boyfriend."

Niall's whole face softened at my words, "Babe, I'm sorry, I-"

"No, Niall. What kind of relationship do we have if you can't trust me with these type of things. You out of all the people in the world should know not to believe everything the media says." I put my hand on the door handle, "I'm going out."

His eyes widened at my words, "Babe, please-"

I opened the door, "Bye, Niall." I went next door and knocked on Harry's door.

Niall's POV

I was about to go after her but I stopped at the door. She probably just needs a little time to herself and even though I desperately wanted her to come back to me, I love her and I'm willing to give her all the time in the world.

Why do I have to be so stupid and jump to conclusions? I mean, it's not that I don't trust Abby, it's just that I'm really insecure. What if she finds someone better than me, someone who doesn't have to travel all the time. Someone who is better looking and doesn't have to wear braces. If Abby found another guy, she wouldn't get any hate from the fans and she would be happy. But, if Abby left me, I don't know what I would do with my life.

Harry's POV

"I'm coming!" I yelled as I went to open the door for whoever was behind it.

"Abby, what's wrong?" my sister stood at my door with tears streaming down her face.

She hiccuped, "Can I come in?"

"Of course, come on." I closed the door behind her and brought her into a tight embrace. This only made her cry harder. I rubbed her back soothingly as she silently sobbed into my shoulder. "It's ok, you're ok." I whispered.

(Wow. It's been an eternity since I last updated this story and I'm very sorry. I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter. There's a picture of Abby's outfit on the side. Please don't forget to vote and comment, thanks. ~Amy)