Let Me In // Niall Horan AU

05

(Elena's POV) 

One week later- Late November 2013

"Elena!" Liam yells at me from across his flat, I rolled my eyes and got up from his bed walking towards the kitchen. 

"Yes?" I reply crossing my arms over my chest. 

I can tell he isn't happy. He's giving me his usual death glare shaking his head. I immediately change my attitude and undo my arms and stand up straight. I'm praying that I don't do anything to make him more upset than he already is. 

He passes back and a forth on the other side of the kitchen island trying to cool his temper. I gulp and wait for him to speak, afraid of whats to come. 

"What have you been up to after work this week?" fuck...

"What do you mean? I go back to my flat or get something to eat before hand," I partially lie, I do go and get food before I go to Niall's or to my flat to meet Niall...

He stops passing and stares at me to determine if I am telling the truth or not. I try to think of possible answers to questions he might have for me, but nothing comes to mind; I'm too nervous to think of anything. 

If he ask about me and another man, there isn't much to tell, I only kissed- well made out with Niall once maybe twice. Shit, what if he knows about me and Niall? Okay I need to calm down, I cannot act nervous around him at the moment, then he will know that something is going on.

"Are you telling the truth?" I nod. 

Liam walks around the island and stands in front of me. He lifts up my chin and kisses me. His kiss isn't full of passion and lust like the way Niall kisses me, this kiss is rough and contains no passion. I try to picture myself kissing Niall instead, so I can get more into the moment. 

He places his arm around my waist pulling me close to deepen the kiss. His tongue slides into my mouth, caressing mine with his and then takes my bottom lip between his teeth.

When we break from the kiss, I'm trying to catch my breath, and he slides his finger across his lips. Right when I think he's in a better mood and I feel relieved, he lifts his hand and slaps me across my cheek- hard. 

I gasp in pain and feel a few tears streaming down my cheek. I place both of my hands on the right side of my burning face, giving him a confusing look. It all happened so suddenly that I have no idea what to think.

"I'm gonna find out what you have been doing," he states, grabbing both of my arms, holding them very tight "as for now, get the fuck out of my flat," he adds, letting me go, and walking into his bedroom slamming the door behind him. 

I rushed out of his flat with tears still running down my face. I keep my head low, trying not to cause attention from anyone. As I walk I realise that my flat is all the way on the other side of town and Harry's house is in Hampstead so it would take forever to get there, my only other option is Niall.

I know Niall's flat is only a couple blocks aways, but I just don't want him to see me in this state. I feel so embarrassed by this. I know for a fact that Liam's hand left a mark on my cheek, I don't need a mirror to see the proof, I can feel it. As for my upper arms, I can feel bruises forming.

I pick up my pace so I can make it to Niall's fast, so I can get some ice for my cheek. I shouldn't be surprised that Liam slapped me, I'm just surprised thats literally all he did... I usually expect it to be worse than that.