Niall drove me to Harry and Elizabeth Styles house, I knocked on the door. A few seconds later Elizabeth answers, "oh, hi who are you?" She asked, "I'm Melody, I stole your husbands watch. I'm here to apologize, so is he home? I would like to apologize to you both," I replied. "Okay, babe come here!" She shouted calling Mr. Styles down.
"Are you the girl who stole my watch?" Harry asked, "um, yes I just came to apologize." He opened the door for me to come in.
They told me to take a seat at there dining table, Mr. Styles sat in front of me. Niall was waiting outside in the car still and I didn't want to make him wait to long, but I don't want them to press charges either. "So um, I am really sorry about everything, my frie-" I started but Harry interrupted. "Those girls you were with? Yeah they aren't the type of people you should be hanging out with, they aren't your friends and they never will be." His voice was stern and serious, "sir, I am really sorry. I shouldn't have done what I did, I know, We all just wanted some money for um..." He shook his head, "I know what you wanted it for, I won't press charges as long as you promise to never steal or do drugs again." I gulped, "I promise."
"How did it go?" Niall asked as I got into the car, "fine." He looked at me and his hand cupped my face, it looked like he was going to kiss me for a second. Shoot, I really wanted to kiss him.
*11 o'clock PM*
I heard a knock at my window, I was wearing a shirt and underwear but that was it. I walked over to the window and opened it, Niall climbed in. He was stumbling around and couldn't couldn't even stand up. "Heyyyyyy babeee," I could smell the alcohol on his breath. He pushed me up against the wall and kissed me all over sucking in a few places. While in the middle of a moan I said, "Niall please, stop." I pushed him off and he quickly ran to the bathroom, I heard him start to throw up. I ran in there, I rubbed my hand on his back and ran my fingers through his soft blonde hair. When he was finished throwing up he started crying, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, it's not my fault..."
