Not Your Typical Running Back || nh au

Thirty-three: "You broke her heart into billions of little shreads."

Someone picks up my crutch, so I can walk over to Niall. Pain shoots through my body, as Harry stands there, shocked by what's going on. He looks at me. His eyes fill with tears. Why is he the one going to cry? It should be me crying now. I stumble over to the two. I stand behind Niall, as he continues making out with that girl.

"Niall", I whisper breathless.

It seems like he didn't hear me, so I try it again.

"Niall", I say a bit louder with no breath in my voice and a knot building in my throat.

His body goes stiff and he pushes himself away from the girl, turning towards me. He has a huge blue bruise around his eye and his lip has a cut. If I wouldn't be mad and disappointed at him, I'd be kissing him, so he feels better but as I can see he found someone else for that part. I feel tears welling up in my eyes. The girl looks at me with a cocky grin. My breath is shaky and by the feeling of my heart, I can tell it's breaking slowly.

"Now I at least know why you didn't visit me in the god damn hospital", I whisper.

Everyone in the hallway goes silent, their eyes lingering on us.

"At least I don't live in a lie anymore. At least I now know that I'm too good for you. At least I can do whatever I want now", I say, stepping back, as he steps forward a bit.

"Max, I rea-"

"Shut your fucking mouth! I don't want to hear your lame excuses, you fucktard!", I shout.

Everyone starts chuckeling at my words. It makes me really upset and mad that they think it's funny that me and Niall are just fighting and almost breaking up. Tears are now leaking down my face. I feel someone lay a hand on my shoulder. Niall just stares at me with no emotion.

"I'm done with you, Niall. I'm so done. Have a shitty life", I say, turning around to see that Harry has his hand on my shoulder.

His eyes are red and puffy from crying. Why is he actually crying? He takes me into a deep hug, trying not to hurt my ribbs. I burry my face into his shirt. As Niall tries to step towards us, Harry gives him a deep growl.

"I'm taking you home, Max. You're not ready for school", Harry says, letting go of me.

I nod and walk past Niall and the girl. She still smirks at me. Niall's face is emotionless. He doesn't even care about this.

"Ma-", Niall tries.

"Don't even try to take my name into your mouth", I spit at him, walking off with Harry by my side.

The whole way to my place, I cry my eyes out. Harry comes inside with me because he doesn't want me to be alone. We sit down on my bed.

"Harry, why are you crying?", I ask, sobing while laughing a little.

"Because Niall is such an idiot to cheat on you with such an ugly girl. You're the most beautiful girl besides Bella in my life. It just hurts to see that you won't be able to play football for so long and now Niall cheats on you for no reason. I'm so sorry", he explains, tears continuing to leak down his face.

"Oh, Harry", I giggle and wipe a tear off of his cheek.

"I know it's stupid that I'm crying but you guys were just so cute together", he smiles.

"I bet we were."

*****

Max, pls take my calls.

I need to talk to you, Cutie.

Maxine, you better take my god damn calls right now.

Okay, Max. I'm done with you.

Cutie, don't take that seriously. I really like you.

Just take my call, please, I'm begging you...

I'll just give up...

Niall called me over fourty times since I left school and it's only 11am. He really wants to talk to me but I'm going to stay stearn. Harry is still at my place but he'll leave any minute because Missy is coming over, so he can attend school. Missy said she'd pretend that she felt sick.

"Harry, could you give me the bottle of pain reliever? I really need it", I tell him.

He gets up from my bed, getting the small bottle and handing it to me. I take the amount the doctor told me to. As soon as we hear a knock on the door, Harry runs to the door, leaving the door to my room open, so I can hear who's there.

"What the fuck do you want here?", Harry scoffs.

"I want to see my girlfriend. We need to talk some serious business now", I hear Niall say.

He really is skipping classes to come see me now?

"She's not in the mood to see you now or ever again, you dick", Harry now tells him.

"Come on, it's important and could save our relationship."

"Well, I don't give a fuck because you broke her heart into billions of little shreads. You didn't even visit her in the hospital when she needed you. When I visited her, she was expecting you. Her face was so sad that it was me and not you that I thought about leaving but no, I am no bad guy like you. I help my friends. Niall, you should really go and fuck yourself."

"No, I won't leave until I see my girlfriend."

"She's not your girlfriend", I hear Missy's voice boom through the house.

"Shut the fuck up, whore", this makes me get up from my bed and stalk over to the door with my crutches.

Missy's eyes are already watery. Niall doesn't even regret calling her a whore. Harry steps aside to let me talk to Niall.

"Don't you ever call my best friend a whore or I'll beat your ass up so hard that you won't play football for the next seventy years", I dare him.

Niall's expression softens, as he sees my stained cheeks. He takes a step forward but this time I stay right where I am.

"Cutie-"

"Don't call me that", I tell him.

"Max, I really like you and it's not even normal how much I like you. When you decide to hear my side of the story, call me", he says, stepping away and walking to his car.

Harry lets Missy into the house. Tears now stream down her face. This whole week was just everyone crying and being in pain.