Sociopath (Niall Horan Fanfic)

five.

Alison had worked out a plan that night she had gotten home from the club. She couldn't sleep; her mind was too wired. Now that she had the drugs, her plan had to be perfect.

She contemplated over two options, and she had to decide on only one. Maybe of she asked Khloe to meet up with her, Alison could apologize and hoped that they would be friends. She thought that was the best option, so she decided on that. It was better than killing Khloe right on the spot, because wouldn't that suspicious? Khloe's friends knew her and Alison hated  each other, and they would automatically  pin it on her.

Alison had to put more thought into it. If she pretended to put everything that had happened between them and became best friends with Khloe, it would be easier for her plan to succeed. And along the way, her plan would only get better once she uncovered Khloe's deepest fears.

She was happy with herself for coming up with a plan as great as this one and she knew in time, it'll only become better. Hell, she had multiple small bags of roofies to use. She was very excited about that one.

Opening her MacBook, she clicked on the browser and typed in Twitter. She was still new with the whole social media thing, but she was getting  the hang of it.

Once she found Khloe's Twitter, she clicked on it and sent her a DM:

Hey, it's Alison. Would you like to meet up and talk? I would like to apologize for how I've been acting.

She pressed send and waited for a notification from her.

In the meantime, she browsed through some music websites. Alison really liked Spotify and was even more impressed when she discovered Melanie Martinez. As soon as she heard the first beat in the first song she heard by her, the blonde girl knew she was dark. Her music brought out the inner psycho in her; she could relate to Melanie. Alison was in love with her already.

Wanting to know more about her, she went on YouTube and watched her videos; like she predicted, they were dark and disturbing and she loved it. Sippy Cup was her favorite, where the alcoholic mother murders her cheating husband and his whore.

Watching these videos felt like a drug to her; she felt her fingers twitch at the thought of watching someone struggle and beg for their life right in front of your eyes. It was like her own personal high. She was obsessed.

A dinging sound interrupted her dark fantasies, and she went back to Twitter and opened the message.

Why the hell not? I would love to hear what you have to say.

Khloe kept it short and sweet. When she got the message from Alison, she was confused. She never thought Alison would be the first to apologize. Although Khloe would admit that she herself was the one who started the whole war between them. Yes, she could've reacted better than what she did when she saw Alison talking to her boyfriend outside in the middle of the night.  She knew she was the one at fault, but she wouldn't admit it to anyone else.

In all honesty, Khloe didn't want to be friends with Alison, simply because of the way she looked at her boyfriend. Niall had cheated on her in the past, and she forgave him. Even though it was one time, she had a feeling Alison would provoke him into doing it again. She knew she was hot and exotic, there was something about her that was very intriguing. She had Louis wrapped around her finger, and Niall didn't do well under pressure.

She knew Niall was attracted to Alison; it was written all over his face whenever he saw her. Especially at the club the other night. She saw how his blue eyes strayed away from hers to watch as the blonde girl danced. She's admit to herself that it did make her insecure. On the outside, she had to act like a bitch in order for people to know she doesn't get hurt easily. But when you had your boyfriend cheat on you once, it was a little hard not to.