More Than This (A Niall Horan Love Story)

Chapter 9.

Isabellas P.O.V

Last night after Austin told me Niall liked me back. I went to his room and tried to open he door, he never answered. Right now I'm thinking about Niall and I. What if he was just kidding? What if we did date and didn't last long? What he he hurt me like Ryder? What if he hurt me in a different way? My thoughts were interrupted my a knock on my bedroom door, at 5:34 am. "Come in?" I said. Enter Niall he looked a bit paler and his eyes were blood-shot red from exhaustion. He sat beside me on the bed. "Can we talk?" he asked. "Talk? Ive been trying to talk to you all night." I said in frustration "I know. I know. And I'm sorry." he said. "Ni-" he cut me off "No Iz let me talk" he said. I just sat back and shut my face. "I saw it. I saw you, kissing Ryder. Why? Why Isabella?! Why Ryder?! After everything hes done! But yet you kiss him! Are you really that much of a slut?" He stopped right after he said that. My best friend just called me a slut. " Isabella, I didn't mean it. I was just worked up." He tried explaining. I just nodded and got up and left. I looked in the mirror of my bathroom. My hair was in a bun and makeup was smeared down my checks from crying. Niall; my best friend just called me a slut, to my face. I was sitting on the floor in the bathroom when Niall picked the lock and came in. "Iz, I'm so sorry it just came out." He said I just sat there looking down at me hand avoiding eye contact. "Love?" he whispered pulling my chin my to look at him. "Please say something." He whispered again. I shook my head. He signed. "Baby, I'm super sorry I was just worked up. You have no idea how it feels to see someone you love kiss someone else." He said. "Niall, but I do." I said remembering the kissing of the fan. He sighed again. I stood up and left the bathroom and walked downstairs, where Niall followed. "Niall. Stop following me!" I yelled. He shock his head. I cant take it anymore. I sat down and bawled my face off, I'm so stressed out. Ryder, Niall, my dancing career, and Niall being an asshole. "Izzy I hate it when you cry, please. It just slipped out." he whispered. I stopped crying and looked at him, he looked like he actually meant it. He whipped my tears and pulled me into a hug. He was rubbing my back and hugging me while he said, "Isabella you don't know who bad I felt right then. I hate seeing you cry, espically over something I did." I just tightened my arms around his waist.

After about 5 minutes of hugging in silcently Niall broke it, "Lets go back to bed. Its 6 am" I just nodded.

Nialls P.O.V

Even though Iz was acting like it was alright what I said, we both know its not. I'm her best friend and I called her slut! To her face! I still feel horrible.

I'm carrying her upstairs to her bedroom cause its like 6 in the morning. And we both layed down on the bed. I was gonna sleep with her like I usually do, but stay on my side this time. Don't wanna make her madder at me then she already is. I was just laying on my back when Izzy rolled over and placed her head on my chest. I shifted alittle and she tighten her grip around my torso. I smiled at myself, and fell asleep with Isabella.

(A/N) aaaahhh

-Destiny ;)