Niall's Princesses

Chapter 16 - It's No Fairytale

AN - Wooo updated more than once in a week! Once again this chapter is quite short but I had no idea what to write for it. Also THANKYOU FOR OVER 100 VOTES! I appreciate it so much. There's a song on the side that goes with this chapter (White Horse by Taylor Swift).

I left it two days before I replied to one of Niall’s messages. I had needed time to think about what I was planning on doing. I needed to sort things out with him though for the girl’s sake, they were more important than some stupid argument but he needed to understand that well.

Niall was going to come round to talk about what was going on, the girls were going to my brothers for the day because I didn’t know how today would end up and I didn’t want them to be around if it turned out bad. I honestly had no idea how he would be today. The only thing I could hope was that it didn’t end up in a fight like his and Harrys did.

I sat in the living room after my brother had picked the girls up wondering if I should’ve left it longer, would I still be mad at him as soon as I saw him? Here’s me trying to think what he would be like but I didn’t even know what I’d be like. I put my head in my hands and ran my fingers through my hair – this was hopeless. I was pathetic; I couldn’t even bring myself to talk to him.

The sound of the doorbell rang through every room and I took a deep breath before nervously getting up and walking towards the door. As soon as I pulled the door open I noticed the look on his face that was literally begging for forgiveness.

“Rebecca you don’t know how sorry I am!” He said quickly and I sighed – just deciding to not respond and move out the way so he could get in and he walked in with his head held down like a shameful child after they had done something wrong. I closed the door before we both walk to the living room and sat down. There was silence for a moment or so. “I never wanted thing to end up like that.” He said practically begging for me to forgive him.

“Why? Why did you have to do that? And in front of Lillie and Annabelle… I thought you cared about them,” I said.

“I do!” He said quickly, defending himself. “I just got mad at the fact that he kept that from me, he’s meant to be one of my best friends and he keeps the fact that I have kids from me. What kind of friend does that?”

“What kind of dad makes their children cry?! I made Harry promise not to tell you!” I told him and his face fell.

“Why would you do that?” He asked quietly but I could sense the anger in his voice.

“I didn’t think you’d care.” I said softly as I looked down. I looked back up at him again “You ended things between us remember!” I yelled at him and that made him go quiet. I stared at him. "I was 15. I was still living in my little fairytale world; I thought everything was going to be perfect. You know what I was like; I would go into daydreams about how I planned my future perfectly. You were always included in all of them. But it was all just dreams; you crushed them the minute you told me things were over. You went and broke my heart, just like everyone said you would. You always made me feel special, like I was a princess but I'm not. I believed everything you ever told me and then you showed me the hard way that it was all lies. My parents kicked me out. Most of my friends turned against me because they thought I was a complete slut and I ended up living with my brother. Do you really think I was in the right state of mind to talk to the boy who made me feel like shit about this?” I said, finally letting out all the thoughts and feelings I had been holding up for the last 4 years. It was like a giant weight had been lifted off me, I know that's the cliché thing to say but it honestly did feel like that. I looked back up to bring my eyes to Niall's. I’m not sure I could even describe the expression on his face.

“You could’ve called after” He said bluntly and I rolled my eyes.

“You don’t get it do you?! You made me feel worthless, I couldn’t just forget all that and be fine with you again,” I said knowing he wouldn’t understand.

“Do you know how I felt when you told me that I had kids?! I’m surprised they even accepted me into their lives seeing as I had never been here before” He yelled back at me.

“You didn’t have to go and make them cry after a week of knowing them though” It was honestly a full on screaming match going on right now.

“You didn’t have to go and tell one of my best friends and not me!” He shouted, mocking me slightly.

“You know what Niall, I thought for a moment that you were acting like a good dad but you can’t help but dig yourself into things can you. You’re pathetic!”

“Oh, I’m the pathetic one am I? You were the one that wouldn’t talk to me!”

“I told you to call me when you’ve grown up but you obviously still have a long way to go until that happens” I said and he stood up.

“You hypocrite, you’re the one that came looking for an argument,” He yelled back in my face.

“No, I wanted to try and sort things out with you for Lillie and Annabelle’s sake. They’re 4, don’t you think they want us both to be in their lives and be able to get along?”

“Well maybe if you didn’t start ignoring me for no apparent reason then we wouldn’t be having this problem” He shouted.

“You made them cry! Of course I’m not going to want to talk to you if you make my daughters cry” I explained and he sighed shaking his head. “Whatever Niall, I thought you might of thought that now you had children you could grow up but obviously not.”

“Whatever Rebecca” He said and began walking out the room. “Call me about seeing them because I’ve had enough of you” He said and walked out, slamming the door.

And once again, just like that, he broke my heart for the second time.