Bend or Break (Niall J. Horan & Liam J. Payne Love Story)

Chapter Twelve

Emma's POV:

I put my hands on his neck and pulled his face to mine. I was kissing him. He kissed back and the sparks flew everywhere. But something- no, someONE- was pulling at my thoughts. Liam.

After our heated make-out session, we decided it would be best to get some sleep. We trudged through the dark hallway towards Niall's bedroom. He walked to the closet and pulled his shirt off. I couldn't help but stare at his toned back. The muscles moved as he grabbed a different shirt. He got muscular over a month.

"Like the view, eh?" he smirked.

"In your dreams Horan," I replied, smiling wide.

I climbed into the bed and pulled the sheets around my body. God they smelled like Niall. I took in the scent and I felt the other side of the bed sink in. Niall turned off the lamp that was on the table beside his bed and the room was filled with darkness. I scooted closer to Niall and he wrapped his arms around my body. Silence filled the room, I was enjoying it.

"Em, I love you." Niall said while dozing off to sleep. He hadn't said that in awhile and I didn't know how I was feeling right now. Were Liam and I something? Were NIALL and I something AGAIN? I shook Niall to wake him up.

"Niall... Wake up..." I said still shaking him. He grumbled and rubbed his eyes.

"You just told me you loved m... and...I... I uhm I-" (A/N: Imma be THAT person and not tell you what she says yet. Don't hate me!)

*Liam's POV*

Emma was at Niall's tonight and I decided that I should try and calm down. People know me as that one in the band who is the calmest, sweetest guy ever. But when I'm mad, I can't calm down. I've ruined pretty much my whole room. Pictures of Emma and I when we were younger are now shattered, broken bottles of whiskey were everywhere, two holes remained in my wall. I couldn't stand it. The 4 four words that started a sentence I never wanted to hear come from her mouth. EVER. "Liam are we a thing? I'm only asking because I don't want something to happen and you be upset..."

I could've told her I wanted her to be mine. There was my chance. It was gone now though. The words Emma said to me echoed in my mind. I know I'm drunk off my ass, and that's not helping anything. So I sit on my king sized bed. The same one that started this mess. The bed that took the girl I loved away. I mean, I know it's partially MY fault, and I could've stopped her, or not had sex with her when she was pregnant, but she told me she loved me for heavens sake! 

Around 3:30 I finally fell asleep. After all the tears, drinking, and destruction. I slept for 3 hours until I couldn't sleep anymore. I woke up and pulled myself to the kitchen to take an aspirin. This hangover should be amazing! For about 3 hours I tried everything I could to break this head ache but I couldn't. 

Around 1:00, I heard a knock on my flat door. I groaned and pulled myself off the couch. I opened the door ans saw Emma and Niall, holding hands. Great.

"Hey Li," Emma said, flashing me a weak smile and giving me a light hug. Niall hadn't said anything to me and walked into my living room and sat down.

"We- uhm, I have something to tell you, but before I do, please don't get upset," Emma said, looking at her small hands that rested in her lap. I nodded and my stomach churned.

"I've decided that maybe it'd be best to give Niall another shot.." 

Ouch that hurt. A LOT. 

"WHAT?!" I barked at her.

"P-Please don't be upset-t." She mumbled,

"DON'T GET UPSET?! WHEN YOU TOLD ME YOU LOVED ME WAS IT HORMONES? WHEN WE HAD SEX DID YOU WISH I WAS HIM?!" I yelled, pointing at Niall. Emma ran to the door ready to run, Niall probably scared her. I got in Niall's face as she ran away, out the door.

"You know how I feel about her. You know. But slip up, I dare you. Because you know who she's going to come back to me." I hissed.

"Liam, calm down." I heard Harry's voice.

I was furious now.

"You have ten fucking minuets to get your SHIT OUT OF HERE AND LEAVE!" I screamed and pointed at Emma, I didn't see her when she came back in. She ran past me and into her bedroom. 

Zayn, Louis and Harry were trying to calm me, but I couldn't. I wasn't angry anymore. I was hurt. That's when I did something I never do. I cried in front of the boys I never thought I would. I fell to the ground and stopped trying to struggle to get to Niall so I could beat his ass. I just cried realizing that I just lost Emma. She was probably scared of me. And I realized that the three boys comforting me cared. I looked up just in time to see Niall carrying her suitcase and a box. Then the one person I didn't want to see because of how ashamed I was of myself. Emma. Her make-up was running down her face and her eyes were red and puffy. I began to cry as she wiped her eyes and walked out of the door. 

"EMMA, EMMA PLEASE." I cried. I tried to run but Harry and Zayn were holding me back. I decided it was no use so I cried again. And I cried until I couldn't cry anymore. She was gone.

(A/N: had another bad day, can you tell?)