More Than This (A Niall Horan Love Story)

Chapter 15.

(A/N) if I put Brooklyn in the last chapter in sorry. Brooklyn. is in my other book and I guess I got confused! Sorry I'm human! ;)

Niall's P.O.V

The whole ride home was silent. Izzy never told me what happen in the closet with Harry. She just sitting in the seat of my car with her knees to her chest. She so hurt, she been through alot the last couple weeks. I feel so bad. "Isabella" I said pulling up to a red light. She didn't move, "Please talk" I whispered touching her hand. She jumped and yanked her hand back, she scooter as far as she could from me. What did I do? I signed and went forward heading back to the house.

As soon as we pulled up, Iran out of the car and into the house and locked herself in her room. "Izzy! Please open the door. I just wanna see you love" I said knocking. Nothing. I signed and went downstairs.

Isabella's P.O.V

Niall has been trying to get me to talk but, I wont. Liam called me about 15 times trying to get a hold of me but, I wont answer. I cant believe any guy would hurt me, I did nothing wrong to Harry. Harry and Ryder are to reasons why I don't trust. Reasons why I cant be in a faithful realitonship, without worring. Ryder was my first boyfriend. He was nice in the begginging, but he changed. I got up off my bed and went into my bedroom and took a shower and put on a band aid for my lip.

By the time I finished getting ready, my left cheek has turned a purpleish-red from Harry's slap. I gently touched it and nearly cried..It hurts so bad. And to top it I get started my peirod, and the cherry in top is my throat is killing me, ready for the sprickles? I have a headache. All the things I need, are in the downstairs bathroom. I quietly open my door and tip-toe downstairs into the bathroom were I grab pads, and Advil.

As I was walking back upstairs, I ran into Niall. Literary. "Niall" I sobbed. He wrapped his arms around me in a hug. Niall is the only male I can trust, besides Liam. And yet earlier he has trying to comfort me, and all I did was push him away. I sat here crying while Niall would say, "Shh" or "Everythings gonna be fine. I'm right here".

I eventually stop bawling. "So.... pads and Advil?" Niall said. I shyly nodded. "Oh.... my.... God." Niall whispered turning on the hallway lights. He turned them on and studied my face closely. He slightly touched it and whined in pain. "Sorry love" Niall whispered. "Can you tell me what happened now?" Niall asked. But before iI could answer he said something else. "I mean after you put you pad on, cause I don't think you should be bleeding all over he place" Niall said teasing me. I laughted and punched him on my way to the bathroom.

Niall's P.O.V

My princess. Shes broken. I hate seeing her like this, hurt. She said she'd tell me what happen, but I don't wanna force it out of her, she needs time. She looks horrible. I got two water bottles and sat in the living room waiting for Izzy to come back.

Isabella finally arrived and sat by me. She took a deep breathe before saying....

Everything.

Ive never been more pissed in my life!! Harry thinks he can go around slapping innocent girls? Hes pathetic. When I see Harry next I hope...scratch that.... I will be the living shit out of him. And nobodys gonna stop me, not even Isabella. I turned my head looking for Iz, since she went tot the kitchen for some food.

I walk onto the kitchen and theres ice cream, whipped cream, sprinkles, cherries, Carmel, chocolate syrup, and strawberries on the counter. "So I guess were making Sundaes?" I asked. She nodded grinning. "Ill get the bowls. You open the stuff" She said. I nodded and opened everything up. I was watching Izzy struggle trying to reach the top shelter for the bowls. I walked over and grabbed them. "I hate being short" she said pouting. "I like it. I can cuddle you better" I said poking her nose. She started blushing. I placed two bowls down in the counter next to our food. "What ice cream you what?" I asked getting the ice cream scooper. "Coffee" she said. How come I didn't think of that. I placed coffee in hers and strawberry in mine.

After we placed like 2 pounds of topping on our ice cream we sat down and watched some TV; Family Guy.

(A/N) sometimes I feel bad writting this, like Harry would never ever be the way he is in my book. EEVVEERR