Chapter 6

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by ThatWriterGurl09

by ThatWriterGurl09

Like all good things they must come to an end. The after party was fun although I didnt stay long. I left Niall there and went back to the hotel. I changed out of my dress and into a pair of black yoga pants and an over sized sweathshirt. After changing I slip my shoes on and went for some late night pizza. Niall stayed behind to hang with his friends he hadnt seen in a very long time. Its hard to see your friends when your schedule is crazy. With the pizza box's in hand I went back to the hotel to enjoy the cheesey goodness. I put a movie on and sat there eating. A few hours later Niall came stumbling in with a girl, they were both laughing and sloppy drunk. I turned the bedside light on and my eyes when wide when I saw he had a girl with him.

Rage. I was filled with rage. I got out of bed and stomed ove to Niall whose eyes were now wide and filled with fear. The girl gave me a look and rolled her eyes before pulling Nialls face to her and kissing him. I ripped them apart and punched him in the mouth and shoved him back. Once he was out of the way I grabbed her by he throat and pinned her up against the door and started screaming in her face. Niall screamed for my security and they came flying into the room. They were tugging on me trying to get me off of this girl and all I could do was punch her. I was taking all my anger out on her when it clicked. I shouldnt be hitting her, I should be hitting Niall. I shoved her into one of my security guards and turned to face niall.

"How fucking dare you! Does this ring not mean anything to you? Was it a joke? Or a publicity stunt?" I shout and take it off, twirling it around in my fingers with a smirk on my face. "You must have spent alot of money on this ring Nialler." I say and purse my lips together. "16,000." He answers and I laugh. "You wasted that much money a ring?" I laugh even harder and walk towards the bathroom. "What a shame." I say as I flush it down the toilet. "Im going home tonight, you can stay here or go back to London or Ireland, your choice. Do not come back to my house. I'll make sure that you get half of the money that you put in for the house as well as all of you're belongings as long as you stay the fuck away from me and I mean it Niall. No contact what so ever. I dont want to see you, hear you or hear about you. EVER." I stress.

For as out of control as I felt on the inside I was handling this calmly now. "Baby please, Im sorry. Im drunk and didnt mean it. She just wanted to see how us celebrities live. She wanted to see the room." He begs and pleads. His words come out so fast and jumbled, its pathetic really. He dropped down to his knees begging. I just smiled and squatted down in front of him. "Well now you can show her it all." I say as I grab my things that were ready to go and left. I walked away hearing him crying, loud horrible sobs but I just kept walking. I should have known it was going to end this way, it shouldnt have ever began again.

I got home 6 hours later to a quiet house which is strange because usually Lauren has music playing or the tv going. I carry my things upstairs and go into Laurens oom to hear rushed whispering between her and Nathan. I cleared my throat and they both look at me scared. Nathan stands up and starts to leave when I hold my hand up. He stops and looks at me confused. "I dont care that you two hang out. Im not Niall and he wont be coming back here. Lauren, if you want to go live with him I will understand and will help you get to him." I say calmly. Lauren looked at me confused for a minute and then bit her lip. "But I saw you two get engaged." I sigh and lean against the door. "You also didn't see him come back to our hotel room sloppy drunk with another girl. Im gonna go make some tea, Ill be downstairs if you need me." I nod to both of them and go downstairs.

I sit down at the island counter with my steaming cup of coffee and my lap top. My phone hasnt gone off which means Niall is either still passed out or hes actually listening to me. Either way I am happy about it. I log onto Twitter and see a bunch of tweets about the engagment and pictures. I knew this was going to happen when I logged on but I need to see how much damage the little shit did so I know how much damage control I need to do. Our engagement is even trending, this is just wonderful. A few minutes of looking at Twitter and my assesment of how much shit I am going to get from the fans I tweet out a thanks to the fans for the award. Just before logging off I see a caption that stops my heart. 'HARRY STYLES GETS ADMITTED INTO AN ASYLUM.'

I scramble and grab my phone, a few clicks and the phone is ringing. It goes straight to voicemail, fuck. I hang up and dial Louis number and he answeres after three rings. "I see you heard about Harry." He says into the phone, sounding annoyed. "Yeah, I take it he heard about the engagment?" I bite my lip. This is NOT how I wanted things to go. "Mhmm, how does it feel to be the reason he is in there?" He asks. "Shut the fuck up Louis, what asylum is he in?" I ask chewing on my nails. "The only one in Los Angles, not like it matters to you." Are his last words before he hangs up on me. Thats not exactly how I wanted the conversation to go but beggers cant be choosers, at least I found out where he is.

A month goes by and the time seems to stand still. Every day I get up, pack some of Nialls things and work on my new cd. I dont see much of Lauren. Once in a while she pops downstairs to say something to me. The work on the house stopped when I came back from Los Angles. Micheal and his son Nathan still stay out back. Its nice to have them around and they dont have anywhere to go anways. Its good for Lauren to have a friend. Nathan spends alot of time upstairs with Lauren.