Unfaithful

Vertigo {Three}

Unfaithful {Three} Vertigo

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Zayn dropped me back off at Niall and I's apartment. I kissed Zayn goodbye getting a warm feeling in my heart. He definitely didn't even try to win me over, he just did.

I walked into our apartment hearing the game going on Niall was yelling at the screen as if the players could hear him. I looked and seen Josh sitting with him their jerseys on. "Hey, babe. I'm back," I got Niall's attention. He smiled tapping the open spot on the sofa with him, I gladly sat next to him.

Josh shifted slowly eyes focusing on the television in front of him. I knew if I didn't make it back in time Josh would be here. He always seemed to be here when I wasn't. I didn't have a problem with him. I just didn't like the fact that he always came around when I was gone. Like, he wanted Niall.

I couldn't really be mad, because I was hurting Niall more than I ever thought I could possible. The game soon slowly in my opinion came to a slow stopping point. Niall and Josh cheered at their team winning bumping chest.

I laughed at the two. Niall and Josh chatted for a bit while I headed off to our bedroom, minutes later Niall had came into our room stripping off his shirt throwing it into the hamper.

"How was hanging out with Lou and Haz?" Niall walked over to the bed pulling me to the edge leaning over me.

I yelped before giving him a loving look, "it was good. You know how the third wheeling with them is."

My boyfriend gave me a weak smile, "yeah, it sucks," he gave out a long sigh. "Where were you?"

I tilted my head to the side looking at him curiously. "I was with Lo--"

"No, you weren't," he interrupted me standing up. "They came by to watch the game a bit, but left after their babysitter called. Now, where?"

I didn't answer him looking away. I was ashamed swallowing tn he lump in my throat. I shouldn't be involving my friends in my lies. They didn't even know about Zayn.

"Were you with him?" Niall's voice sounded so small if I were to tell him the truth he would break.

I didn't answer him. I couldn't answer him.

He pulled my shirt down a little revealing the new hickeys Zayn made. Niall just shook his head tears forming. I did this to him.

"I'll just sleep on the couch." Niall grabbed his pillow and the blanket we kept hidden underneath our bed.

I shook my head trying to reach for him and pull him into bed with me. "Please, don't. Niall," tears were making their way down my cheeks. I probably looked pathetic.

I was the one cheating, and here I am acting like the victim in it all. "I don't want to sleep by myself," I got out of bed wrapping my arms around his waist tightly holding onto him.

My boyfriend just sighed removing my hands from behind him, just taking a pause to throw me a look over his shoulder before going back downstairs. "Then go to his place," he spat with hatred.

A loud sob escaped my lips as I walked back over to our bed laying on his side. But, I loved you. I wanted to tell you that.

The next morning I woke up getting ready for work. I barely got any sleep, I was thinking about Niall. Just Niall, for once. I was thinking about how he felt, how I thought he felt at least.

I walked sheepishly down the stairs seeing the blonde making breakfast. "Hi, love."

I noticed the tired look in his eyes, "no sleep?" He looked at me with a serious face.

"You know I never get sleep when we're fighting."

"I know." I went and hugged him letting him wrap his arms around my waist. "I'm sorry, I won't see him again."

"Promise?"

I lied telling him I wouldn't, but they were both something I couldn't quit.

They both gave me vertigo. 

August 1, 2017 Published 

(689 Words)