Hey just to let ya'll know I skipped them flying back from Vegas because I was too lazy to write about it...but this is the night after the last chapter.. if that makes sense lol
oh and please read the A/N at the end...
oh you can read now haha
~~~( Presley's P.O.V )~~~
I rest my exhausted body against the kitchen wall, crumbling into a fetal position. Today was quite a harsh day. I mean yeah I made a mistake but to punish me over it when the other made the same mistake just doesn't seem right to me.
You're probably confused aren't you? Let me fill you in.
See, last night after Niall sang to me, I felt amazing. I felt that I was ontop of the world, I felt that I was important, but most of all.. for the first time of my life I actually felt beautiful and important to someone. All my life I've been invisable to society, to everyone. Niall saw through me last night, he saw everything that I am, or that I believed I was. He sang me a song, something that I think was called, "Little Things". It went amoung the lines of just a girl who has many insecurites ( for example; the dimples on her back or how she has to drink a cup of tea before bed ) but the boy loves her and all those 'little things' ( a.k.a little insecurities ) anyway. After he sang it, I melt and well, we kissed.. a lot.
Okay so maybe I ended up sleeping with him, which was a big deal.. to me anyways.
The point is is that this afternoon I went to go bring Zayn's new shipment of hairspray to his room and when I walked in both Zayn,Victoria,and Perrie were all in bed..naked.....which kinda freaked me out.
Anyways, I confronted Victoria about it. The mistake about confronting her was that I admitted to sleeping with her boyfriend (Niall) first before stating what I found this afternoon while making deliveries throughout the flat. Victoria accused me of 'stealing' her boyfriend and really made me feel awful. However, I told her that her cheating on Niall with both Zayn&Perrie was wrong but she fought back that he cheated on her with me. We've been fighting for the past hour and a half and at this point I'm just done. We each have our own oppinions and that's all there is.
"Aye you okay?" A strong Irish accent asks. I sigh, considering that's the only noise I can come out with after the hour and a half of screaming between Victoria and I. An arm is snaked around my waist and a head is laid ontop of mine, lips brushing across my cheek. "Babe, I'm here for you, you know that."
"Niall.. I can't tell you because it will hurt you." I stammer, hugging my knees closer to my face to hide my tears.
"Is it about Victoria?" He asks, kissing my forehead.
"Maybe.."
"I know what she did Presley. I heard the screaming match between you girls outside. Thanks for sticking up for me, it means a lot." Niall says, lifting my face out of my knees with his index finger, locking his blue eyes on mine.
"Niall.." I whisper, another tear trickling down my face.
"What happened between us last night after I sang to you was not your fault and I want you to know that."
"But I agreed.."
"You agreed and I couldn't be happier that you did. I told Victoria that her and I were over before I went to your hotel room, apparently she didn't understand. This is between me and her, wait no it isn't, because what she did doesn't bother me at all. You're all I care about, she doesn't matter to me anymore. She can go screw every man and female on the earth multiple times and I won't care, as long as I have you." He says, pulling me into his chest where I release the rest of my tears. "This may seem fast, but I love you Presley."
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