Forever & Always (Completed)

72- I Just Want Them to Stop

“What do you mean you still love him?” Amelia asked Layla.

“What do you want me to explain? You’ve heard it a thousand times before, it’s not going away.” Layla responded.

“Why are you doing this to us? To me, to Louis, to Harry, to yourself?” Amelia was worried for everyone.

“It’s not a choice, it’s love. It happens and there’s nothing I can do about it.” Layla began to yell now.

“Well I’d appreciate it if you weren’t in love with my boyfriend.” Amelia screamed.

“Well it’s not going to change, so you better get used to it.” Amelia and Layla were at it again, but what else is new? I tried my best to block them out, but they were yelling too loud to do so. I wasn’t sure where Harry and Louis were, if they were sitting listening or out. Hopefully they didn’t have to hear their girlfriends fighting again. 

I looked over to my side and Niall was still sound asleep, how? I’m not sure. The girls are yelling pretty loud, and I thought I was a deep sleeper. “Niall?” I whispered near him, but no response. At this point, Layla and Amelia were screaming at each other and I just wanted them to stop. 

“I can’t believe you’re doing this. After all the other fights, after Louis confessed his love to you multiple times. You’re just going to let him go after all he’s done for you?” Amelia yelled to her, then I heard a door slam. Footsteps were nearing my bedroom, so I quickly pretended I was asleep. 

“Skylar, Niall are you up?” Layla asked us, but I didn’t give any response. I didn’t want to be apart of this because last time I was backhanded in the face. After a moment of silence, I heard the door shut a bit louder than I wished. I began to quietly cry until I couldn’t hear her footsteps anymore.

My crying woke up Niall, who then realized that I was crying. “Babe, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” He immediately sat up and pulled me into a hug. It only took a few minutes for him to realized why I was crying. Amelia and Layla were yet again, screaming at each other over Harry. “Did they do something to you?”

“No, but I just want them to stop.” I cried into his shoulder. “They fight like this all the time. They’ve always done this, even before we met you guys.” 

“What do you mean?” We parted from our hug so we could talk.

“Well Layla and I wrote fan fictions about you guys and she got Harry in hers, but in mine she got Louis. She always wanted Harry, but I made Amelia get Harry in mine and Layla didn’t like that so much. They fought over it almost every week.” I continued to cry. Niall grabbed my chin and looked me in the eye.

“Babe, there’s nothing we can do to solve this. It’s their own problem. We’ve just got to make sure no one gets hurt.” Niall explained to me.

“I don’t want anyone to get hurt. I just want them to stop.” I told him, then hugged him once again. Just as I finished wiping my tears away, I heard a loud groan, then a smack, then a door slam.

NIALL’S POV

“Stay here.” I told Skylar, who had just begun to cry again. I ran down the stairs into the living room where Amelia was on the ground, knocked out cold from what I’m guessing was from Layla’s punch. Harry was sitting behind her, trying to get her to wake up. “What the hell just happened?” I yelled.

“Layla punched Amelia, why? I’m not sure, we just got in here.” Louis answered my question, but Layla refused to speak. Louis walked over to Harry and Amelia to try and help wake her up.

“Why?” I asked her.

“I didn’t like how she was talking to me.” Layla answered bluntly.

“So that was a reason to knock her out cold? Do you realize how many people you are hurting here?” I was almost yelling, but tried to keep it down for Skylar’s sake. “How do you think Louis feels knowing you never loved him. Or how Amelia feels knowing you won’t let her love Harry. How about how Harry feels, knowing you love him, but he doesn’t feel the same about you.”

“Niall, I-” I cut her off to continue ranting.

“How about how I feel? Knowing that my best friends are being hurt. Knowing that my girlfriend is upstairs bawling her eyes out thinking something’s going to happen to one of you guys and she can’t do anything about it. That she hates seeing you two fight. How does that make you feel?” I finished my rant and noticed that Amelia was awake and well, but Layla was crying.

“Skylar’s crying?” She asked me, then tried to run past me but I stopped her. “Let me go see her.”

“Why should I? How do I know that you’re not just going to hurt her like you’ve hurt all of us? She hates that you two fight all the time, she told me, she sobbed to me.” I explained to Layla.

“I’m sorry. I don’t want to hurt anyone, I didn’t mean to hurt anyone. Punching Amelia was just a spur of the moment anger issue and I’m sorry. I’m sorry that Skylar’s crying. I’m sorry that I love Harry and not Louis. I’m sorry Harry can’t love me back, but I’m never going to stop loving him.” Layla explained her feelings to us all. 

“Layla, look.” Harry stood up knowing Amelia was alright now. “I love Amelia and that’s not going to change. You are just a friend of mine, and I’m sorry I can’t deliver what you want, but you know who can? Louis. Louis was head over heels about you, I’m not so sure about now because of everything that’s happened, but he was.” 

Everyone looked over to where Louis was once standing, but wasn’t anymore. No one knew where he had gone, but I had a feeling. I left it alone for now, and waited to see what Layla had to say.

“How much do you love Amelia?” Layla asked, eager to know why he wouldn’t love her.

“Do you really want to know?” Harry asked her, then Layla nodded. Harry walked over to where Amelia was sitting and grabbed her hand. He walked her over to where he was previously standing and dropped her hand. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box.

“Amelia.” He started to talk, then got down on one knee. “Will you marry me?”