Her Little Cupcake

Try

Niall's P.O.V.
I decided to help Sofia do something because of all the "drama" she's caused in just a couple of days. After she woke up, I made her breakfast and brought it up to her. When she began eating, I sat down next to her on the bed and hugged her, in a friendly manner.

"Does Harry still like me?" Sofia whispered, shoving a fork full of scrambled eggs into her mouth.

      "After you sent those letters, Louis said that Harry told him that he was going to go searching for you." I told her, hoping that she would still have hope that Harry still liked her.

      The air around us grew heavy, carrying an awkward silence. I decided to spark up a conversation to help her.

     "So... you're a good singer. How long have you been singing?" I question, recalling the time I heard her sing while Harry and I were sitting outside of her apartment.

     "I just started doing it as a hobby when I was home alone, locked away in my room. I was never that one girl everyone wanted to socialize with. I just had my own circle of friends. But Rachelle, Lacey, and Faith are really the social butterflies. All of them are always out with other friends and I'm just here, at home, eating so I get fat and having a date with Netflix." She said, running her hands through her hair.

     "You're not fat." I comforted her, hugging her tightly. She laughed and hugged back.

      "Niall." Sofia said, shifting to face me.

"Yes?"

"Thank you," Sofia began, sniffling. I hate to see her cry. "For everything. For putting up with my shit. I couldn't have a better best friend. You helped me thorough all my nightmares."

"You're welcome."

"I had a nightmare last night," Sofia began. "I don't know why, but Harry is always hurting me. Whether it's my dreams or in real life. He always hurts me. Harry and I were having a heated make out session and then he started punching me."

"I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault. It's my fault."

       After Sofia said that, there was a silence. An idea popped into my head to cheer Sofia up.

      "Why don't you visit us again? You know, with your friends and your dogs? At the hotel?"

      "I mean, I guess I could. As long as Harry doesn't see me." She responded chewing her lip.

       "Can we leave now?" I ask impatiently.

      "10 minutes?" Sofia asks, already skimming through her closet.

      "Okay."

Sofia's P.O.V.
      I sprint to the shower and quickly shower off and blow dry my hair, skipping the makeup. Then, I quickly brush my teeth. As I spit out my toothpaste and rinse out my mouth, I glance at myself in the mirror.

      Since it was late March, I decided to wear a thinner long sleeve and leggings. My shirt didn't reveal any scars of my tattoo. Never will I ever show Niall that.

I sprint down the stairs and grab my phone only to find Niall eating all of the food in the fridge. Before he realized I was there, I began recording him on my phone. He was shoving crisps into his mouth. Then, he shoveled pizza slices into his mouth.

The video lasted for about 5 minutes before he looked up and found me recording him. His eyes widened and he dropped the bag of crisps and the slice of pizza. As he began chasing me around the kitchen to grab my phone, I managed to post it on Twitter without Niall torturing me.