You're still the one (Niall Horan fanfiction)

chapter 14

I woke to the sound of my door flinging open and the next thing I knew I was been jumped on. I rolled over smirking. "Niall, get off. Not now" I mumbled, still with my eyes closed. He still didn't get off me so I decided to give in. "Fine, come here." I mumbled wrapped my hands around his neck and pulling him closer.

   "Well, if you insist" I heard him say back with a cheeky giggle. Except... The voice wasn't Niall's. My eyes shot open to see Harry leaning towards me with his lips puckered.

   "Not in your wildest dreams Styles!" I screeched in surprise, using all my force to push him off me. He fell sideways off the bed and onto the ground with a thud, and I also got a thud but in my head from the huge headache I had!

   "HEY!" He said scrambling back to his feet. "You were the one that insisted!" He said cocking his eyebrow looking very proud of himself. I looked around the room realising where I actually was. I was in Niall's room at Louis’ house. I wondered why I was here but quickly remembered last night's events. I had gotten extremely drunk. I had gotten naked. I had… gotten arrested! And I had cheated on Chase.. With Liam.

I snapped back into reality when I heard Harry mumbling to himself.

   "They all come crawling to me eventually..."

   "OK. First off! I thought you were Niall and secondly no one is 'crawling' anywhere, except for you, OUT MY ROOM!" I yelled at him, throwing a pillow at his face. His slow reflexes left him with a pillow straight in the face. He started laughing and went to throw it back.

   "Harold this is not one of your stupid games! Get the hell out my bedroom!" I screamed at him on the verge of tears.

   "Well, technically it's Niall's bedroo-" He began to protest with a smirk.

   "GET OUT!" My voice broke when Harry said his name, I just couldn't believe what I had done. The tears sprung from my eyes and I began to sob.

   "Oh... Jamie I didn't mean to make you upset... I was just being a tosser... I'm sorry." He said gently, clearly shocked that I was now crying. He went to take a step towards me but I tensed away,

   "Just get out Harry..." I whispered loud enough for him to hear and placed my head heavily in between my knees, that were now up against my chest. I heard him stop, then back away and walk out the door. I waited until I knew he was gone and then I started heavily crying into my knees, when I heard the floor board creek. My head snapped up to face Louis standing on the other side of the room, holding a pose on his tiptoes, with his eyes half shut. He was clearly trying to sneak out... How long had he been there?

   "L Louis?" I croaked out through my tears.

   "Hey possum" He whispered as he exhaled, falling flat footed knowing he had been caught.

   "How long have you been there?"

   "I came in when Harry did, but you didn't notice me because I was about to jump on you when you pushed Harry off so I didn't continue running towards the bed..." He said softly. I couldn't find my voice to speak so I just nodded. "Tell me what's up, because I know it's got nothing to do with Harry." He persisted and began walking towards the bed. He climbed onto the bed and crawled towards me, taking me into his arms. I nuzzled my face into his neck and cried harder. I felt horrid for screaming at Harry and making him think that he was the reason I was crying.

   "Is it Niall?" He asked me straight up. I nodded into his neck and let out a squeak. I'm guessing he took that as a yes because he continued onwards.

    "I haven't seen you guys together in ages, what's going on?" He asked. Which verified I wasn't imagining it, Niall didn't wanna be around me anymore and even other people were starting to notice. I pulled away from his chest, scooting backwards and he turned to face me, I decided to open up to him.

   "He's never around anymore, Lou. He doesn't take me to interviews, he doesn't take me to concerts, and he doesn't even take me to your practises anymore. He doesn't come home during the day anymore and when he does he's always making phone calls, or sleeping. He always comes home late and says that you guys just had a late practise when I know you don't because I know when Zayn gets home to Perrie! And last night I caught him lying to me, he left a note on the door telling me he was out with Liam but Luke was the one that dropped me home, so he clearly wasn't with him! He's never ever lied to me before and I did someone so stupid, so so stupid. and.. now listing everything out loud, I'm thinking the worse that he's cheating on me or something and I love him so, so much Lou, I couldn't handle him being with someone else." I looked at my hands which were nervously fiddling the quilt which was soaked with tears. I looked up at him and he was just staring at me, emotionless. I started getting worried and panicked that I had said too much. "Please, say something!" I half yelled at him. He snapped back into reality, shaking his head.

   "The exact same thing is happening with El.." He managed to say just louder than a whisper and his voice choked on her name.

   "Wait what?" I spat out completely stunned.

   "That's the exact same thing as Eleanor... She doesn't come home anymore, she's always on her phone or asleep, she lies to me about where she goes and who she's with.. And I didn't wanna say anything to you just in case it was nothing but, I see her with Niall a lot at practises and interviews. It makes me bulk jealous, but I just assumed you weren't there because you didn't wanna come... not because he didn't want you there..." He trailed off awkwardly, his eyes getting glossy with tears.

    "This cannot be happening!" I shouted getting up and running towards the door. When I reached the hallway I turned right and began sprinting towards the bathroom. I could feel it coming up. The feeling getting caught in the back of my throat. I was about 2 doors away when I bashed into a semi-naked Liam, who walked out of his room at perfect timing. He caught me by my wrists and prevented me from falling down.

   "Whoaa! What's going?" He semi laughed but he realised something serious was up. "Jamie..?" I shook his grip off my wrists and pushed past him and darted into the bathroom. He was right behind me so I didn't bother shutting the door or it would have wacked him in the face. I turned around the corner and fell to my knees in front of the toilet and began puking up whatever contents was in my stomach.

Liam pulled all my hair back and held it in a bunch at the back of my head. He rubbed my back and started singing to me, trying to keep me claim. He knew that I absolutely hated throwing up and this wasn't the first time he's seen or helped me. I continued throwing up everything, which was basically a mix of alcohol and yesterday's lunch. I couldn't believe I was actually throwing up. The thought of Niall cheating on me, actually made my physically sick. The thought of him being with another girl, kissing another girl, touching another girl. I couldn't handle it, up came another load.

I fell back from the toilet after a solid 5 minutes of puking. Liam grabbed a hair tie and a towel from the sink area next to the toilet and tied my hair in a messy bunch on top of my head and gave me the towel to wipe my mouth. Tears raced down my cheeks, now from both things. Niall and the vomiting. Liam continued to rub my back and sat down behind me with his legs on either side of me. I collapsed back into his arms and lay there, weak. I heard someone mumbled something to Luke,

   "Yeah, for the 20th time, she'll be ok" He laughed and I imagined him rolling his eyes. They walked away.

   "Who was that?" I whispered to him.

   "Harry." He said strongly. "He's come to check on you like every minute since you started throwing your pretty little stomach up" He giggled, tickling my stomach. Something he always did after I threw up. I giggled back, snuggling into his chest. "So why'd did you anyway?" He questioned. I swallowed heavily and managed to speak out 4 words.

"He's cheating on me."