Leave Me Alone! (Niall Horan)

Chapter 26

Author's Note: Hey guys! I already have ideas for two new books that I'll be writing (aftier I finish this one). I won't be posting them as I write them, like I do these. Instead, I'll write about 15 chapters of each, and then probably start posting them. One will be, as you can probably guess, a Niall story, where the main character will be Zayn's best friend...who he's extremely overprotective over, and would kill any guy that would give her a flirtatious glance. How will this work out for Niall? :O The other will be a Ziall Hybrid/ M-Preg Story. I know that some people may not like those, but I've been reading a lot of Hybrid/M-Preg stories, and they are the perfect stories for fluff. Anyways, I hope you don't get to sad about this chapter. :( Anyways, I figured I'd give you some insight to my future books, so now I'll let you read the update of the book. Let me know what you think! --Ekat =D

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Niall’s P.O.V.

            This is a fucking nightmare, and I’m going to kill Liam when I see him. When I heard the front door open and close, I almost flew down the stairs with the amount of rage that was coursing through my veins. When I saw him standing in the entryway, it took everything I had not to walk over there, and punch him in the face.

            “What the hell is the matter with you?” I asked as soon as I reached the end of the steps. He started to say something, but I wasn’t going to give him the opportunity to answer. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done? The entire ride home, she was shaking in her seat, not letting herself cry. Then when I carried her up into her room, she finally let it all out. After a good half hour of crying in my arms, she tired herself out, and fell asleep. What the hell man?”

            The look on his face said it all. He was ashamed of himself. He really was like a puppy, because he looked like he just got kicked…over and over again.

            “I’m so sorry Niall,” Liam pleaded, tears coming to his eyes.

            “Not as sorry as you’re going to be,” I snapped. “You have no idea what courage it took for Hannah to trust you again, and in a matter of thirty seconds, you threw it all out the door when you invited your mum to the lunch. Hannah was so excited to see her aunt again, and you had to be the one to bring it to an end. Any real big brother that I know is supposed to be there to protect their little sister; but all you did was start a chain reaction to make her lose it. I have nothing left to say to you.”

            With that, I turned on my heel, and made my way back up the stairs to Hannah’s room. I was going to be there for her when she woke up. She needed someone there for her, and I was going to be that someone. That’s my duty as her boyfriend, and I was going to do my job to the best of my ability. I really do hope my words hit a soft spot inside of Liam, because if he’s ever going to gain Hannah’s trust back, he needs to realize what he’s done. I still can’t believe what he did. Ugh, why is it that when things finally start going good, something bad always has to come in, and fuck it all up?

Liam’s P.O.V.

            I expected to walk through that door, and have Hannah knock me upside the head or do something that would have me begging for mercy. But that’s not what happened. Instead, I was met with an angry Irishman. I have to admit, he really scared the hell out of me. The amount of anger that was in his eyes was enough to scare me alone, but I saw him clenching and unclenching his fists, as though he was going to hit me. To be honest, I’m surprised he didn’t; I would have if I was in his situation.

            When Niall was going through his dark times, he spent a lot of time in the gym. To paint a picture, I go three times a week, and he was there more than I was. So to say that he’s developed some muscles is an understatement. With that being said, it could be understood why I would be a little fearful of one of his fists colliding with my face. But what hurt even more were his words. His words really hit me hard. They say to never kick a man when he’s down, but each sentence that came out of Niall’s mouth hurt more and more. I think I would have preferred to be punched in the face. Unfortunately, everything he said was true. I completely screwed up, and now I have to suffer the consequences.