Two Against One

Chapter 23

I smile as the door opens and I see it's Niall standing in the door frame. "Hey babe," he says as he steps into my room. "We have the room to ourselves," he adds with a wink.

"It appears so," I wink back. He sits down beside me on the couch I've just plopped down on myself. "So, what do you wanna do?" I ask Niall. He gives me a cheeky smile and I know that we're both thinking the same thing.

"I don't know," he says mischievously.

"Well," I say, "how about this-" I press my lips to his and he's already laying on the couch, allowing me to be crouched over him. He has both his hands on my waist.

The kiss is intimate, like it's never been before which makes me feel better about everything that's been going on in my head.

Niall's tongue enters my mouth and his hands are on either side of my butt now. I love having my butt touched but it's never something that's come up with us. I let out a light chuckle. "How did you know I loved that Niall?"

"Niall?" He asks me confused.

"Yes, you. Who else would I- oh my God" It's Harry. I'm straddling Harry even though I'd just been making out with Niall a moment ago.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" he asks questionably. I shake my head in confusion.

"Were you here the whole time?" I ask him stupidly.

"Yes... we were just kissing..." Harry says clearly confused. I quickly get off of him and run one of my hands through my hair.

"You okay babe?" he asks.

"Where's Niall?" I ask him as I push pass him and go back to the couch.

"Don't worry about Niall," Harry purrs seductively as he sits next to me. He starts moving in to kiss me again when suddenly the door flies open and Niall is standing in the doorway.

"What the hell?" He yells as he sees Harry on top of me.

"Niall," I begin, getting up and pushing Harry off me. "It's not what it looks like."

"Oh really?" Niall asks, not believing what I'm saying.

"Yes!" I say.

"Tabitha what are you talking about?" Harry says defensively. "We were just making out."

"What?!" exclaims another voice that's come through the door: Courtney.

"No! I thought Harry was Niall...." I stop talking realizing what I am saying sounds stupid. How did I get alone with Harry anyway?

"I thought you loved me," Niall says bitterly. "I thought you cared about me." I go up to him and attempt at hugging him but he holds me back.

"Niall I do! I just... I honestly don't know how I got here," I say truthfully. "I love you Niall... at least, I think I do. I'm not so sure..." The words blurt out of my mouth before I can stop them. Why would I say that?!

"That is the dumbest fucking thing I've ever heard!" Courtney yells from beside Niall. "You're just a slut," she spits.

I can feel tears building up in my eyes. I'm so utterly confused and have no idea how to handle this. I say, "I'm not a slut! It's Harry's, he's doing this to me!"

"No, you willingly snuck in here and we started kissing," Harry says sincerely.

"I can't believe you Tabitha," Niall says to me, ashamed. "Of all people, I never thought you'd be one to do something like this. And now you're not even sure you love me..."

"Niall I- I don't know what I'm saying. I guess I just don't have the same feelings you have for me." What am I saying? The words are literally flying out of my mouth before I even have a chance to think.

"I knew it. I knew you didn't feel the same! I knew you loved Harry this whole time, everyone knew it!" Niall yells at me. Tears are streaming down his face.

"Niall-"

"Leave me alone," he chokes out before exiting the room.

"You love me Tabitha?" Harry asks me. I find myself nodding at his question. I stop abruptly. I have no control over my actions right now, the truth is just spilling out of me. "You whore," Courtney yells. "You fucking whore!"

"Courtney stop calling me that! I'm not!" I tell her.

"You do love my boyfriend!" Courtney says. "He wasn't lying, you were! I knew it!"

"I don't love Harry!" I insist. I turn to Harry who now looks hurt. That was me controlling my words.

"But you just said..." Harry says sadly.

"Harry, please don't be sad. You've been playing games with me this whole trip! I don't know why you're so hurt. I don't even know why I said it in the first place."

"You said it because it's the truth," Harry tells me simply. I give him a helpless look and turn back to Courtney.

She's quivering with fury. "Lights out bitch." She pulls back her arm and swings, her fist colliding with my jaw. I feel an explosion of pain and my vision goes blurry until I have no vision at all, it's black.

Suddenly I open my eyes and the first thing I see is the clock on my bedside table which reads 1:32 AM. I sit up and look around the room which is pitch black then at my covers which are tucked around my legs. Jenna's a lump beside me and Lizzy's snoring from the other bed. I quickly put a hand to my nose which is untouched and uninjured. Checking my phone, I look at the time to see if I'm going crazy, but find that it's the same as my clock: 1:32 AM. The biggest sense of relief rushes through me as I realize that it was all just a dream.