That Guitar /n.h/

Chapter 22: your really funny

SARAHS POV

Text messages between me and Sophia. ( Sa- me, So- Sophia )

So- you never called me back :(

Sa- oh I'm sorry. I'm really busy.

So- with what ?

Sa- things...

So- sarah your hiding something from me now stop !!!!

Sa- well ur hiding something from me 2 >:(

So- I was gonna tell you on the phone yesterday btw

Sa- well

So- well bye since your being so bitchy !

Sa- I am not !

So- yes you are ! Your nothing but a slutty ass bitch !!!! >:((((

Sa- never talk to me again :p !

Wow. That happened. As I sent the last text message, I had tears in my eyes. I through my phone at the wall. It didn't brake. I through my face into a pillow that was on my bed and screamed. I was crying and my nose was a shade of red. Niall had came in by then, and picked up my phone.

️NIALLS POV

"Sarah, what's wrong" I asked going to her side. Her head was stuffed into a pillow, and she was crying. Sarah looked up at me, with a red nose and watery eyes. "Are you okay" I asked her getting worried. She shook her head no, and went back to crying. I rubbed her back saying "shhhh". "Sarah I bet if u told me, I can make it better" I assured her.

She looked up at me slowly. I ran my fingered down her cheeks, to get the tears off. "Deep breaths" I told her. She took about 3 deep breaths, and she was calmed. "Now, tell me" i said.

"So my best friend Sophia, she's been hiding something from me for a while now. And she wanted to tell me yesterday, but I was too busy because I was with you guys. And I didn't tell her that I was busy with you guys. She called me a bitch, and I told her not to talk to me ever again" sarah explained to me, showing me her texts.

I read the texts and gave her back her phone. "Hey you guys will be best friends again, I know it" I smiled at her. She smiled back. "You know me and the lads have fights like these all the time, but we're still best mates" I told her. She nodded at me. "You'll be alright" I kissed her cheek. Wait... Shit.

SARAHS POV

Niall.Horan.Kissed.My.Cheek.OMFG
SOMEONE HOLD ME HOLY SHIT !!

"Uh..I uh... Um... I" Niall stuttered blushing. I laughed. "It's okay Niall, I promise" I giggled. He smiled at me "okay". "Now, let's go see what the other lads are up to" Niall said getting up. "Alrighty" I laughed, following him.

We went downstairs, to find the lads wrestling on the ground. Except Liam of course. Liam looked up at me, and mouthed "help me". I nodded trying not to giggle. "Uh hey lads" I said. They all froze in their positions, and look up at me, like I was there mother. Niall was behind me laughing. Harry got up first dusting himself off.

"Sorry sarah, the lads took my fuzzy socks again" Harry explained. "LIAR" zayn grumbled. Wow, harry and zayn fight a lot. "IM NOT A LIAR" Harry yelled back. "GET THE FUCK OFF ME ZAYN" Lou whined. I started laughing at Lou's statement. Zayn got up, finally.

"GET UR BIG FAT ASS, OUT OF MY FACE" Lou screamed in horror. "No" zayn smirked. "The horror, the horror" Lou cried. Me and Niall, were laughing our butts off. "As for you styles, I never took your damn fuzzy socks" zayn said walking away. Harry gave him a evil glare, as he walked away.