50 shades of niallhoran☹☻

The Tears Stream Down My Face.

Karen's POV:

As I woke up, the bed shook creakily as I lifted my head up. I groaned, my head was killing me. I went downstairs, grabbing some Tylenol, and water. I swallowed quickly, my head still pounding.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

I hesitantly went back to my room, and desperately croaked out Niall's name.

"Niall?" I tried to yell, but it came out as a stutter. I sighed, rubbing my sore temples. Suddenly, the door crashed open, revealing a light-headed Niall with collarbones filled with lovebites. His scent was followed by girl perfume, and I finally lost it.

"NIALL FUCKING HORAN! DID YOU FUCK ANOTHER GIRL?!" I screamed, my voice coming back to normal. He froze, his eyes turning large.

"Yeah you bitch, what'd you think? I wouldn't? Haha. Well I did. Get over it." His sarcastic burned through me, my chest huffing up and down. I ran up to him, slapping his cheek. His eyes burned in my sole, and he followed me as I moved back.

"Why do you even fucking care? Do you like me? Huh? How pathetic are you?" He teased.

I ducked down, crawling and huddling my small figure as he towered over me. I sobbed, hoping he wouldn't hurt me.

"Bitch." He spat, before slamming the door and leaving.

Niall's POV:

I can't believe I just did that. I immediately sobered up finally when I slammed out the door after I called Karen a bitch. I broke her. I promised her I would never ever hurt her emotionally, and I broke that promise. What's wrong with me? What the fuck is wrong with me? I can't believe this.

God I was such a dick. I was in love with her, and I treated her like complete shit. She was everything I've ever wanted, she was so perfect. I had tears running down my face, and I fucking couldn't stop crying. I screamed in my pillow, and then stood up, pacing back and forth my room.

I sat on my bed, going over every single thing that was bad about me, until I tried to go to bed. I imagined a dream, a good dream...

But... I didn't get a good dream.