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Chapter Thirty

****************A/N: Hi so there will only be a few more chapters, hold your tears, but I'll make the last chapters much longer than normal. So yeah, it's been real. I've started another bookish thing, called unexpected., however it is not a One Direction Fan Fic! I figured I would give normal writing a try. But during that I will write a Liam fanfic because I already have some ideas for that. Please follow me, share my stuff, message me, vote, comment whatever and I will give you a cookie? I hope you like one of the almost last installments of oxymoron. I'm outtie.***************

Still the One: One Direction

Niall's POV

Elise was finally in class, it's been almost a week without her. Unfortunately for me, Louis was trailing behind her like a puppy. He just makes me so pissed off. The fact that they were back together now made me even more pissed off. I got back with Olivia, but I didn't give her the time of day, plus I'm pretty sure Jack was hooking up with her too. I didn't really care though. Louis had to leave class early or something, I wasn't paying attention to the moron, I was just focused on Elise.

Finally the class ended and there was still no Louis. I ran a little ahead of her, "Well, well Elise, it's been a while. How was London?" I said, blocking her from moving further, "You must be tired because you have been running through my mind all day."

"Niall go away, I'm not talking to you anymore, leave me alone," She pushed passed me and I grabbed her wrist and spun her around.

"Look, babe, we can make this work, we don't have to tell Louis. I promise," I said, not letting go of her wrist.

"Niall, let go of me. I don't want to be with you now get that through your thick skull. I have class so leave me alone," She was getting mad, but she looked cute when she was mad.

"We're going to the same place, and we are going to be late," I smirked as the halls slowly began to empty.

"Will you just leave me alone? Just.." She continued shouting profanities and cursing at me, still she managed to look adorable.

"What's going on here?" I heard a low, intimidating voice from behind us, I knew exactly who it belonged too. I was still holding her wrist and I turned to face a very angry Louis.

"I was just reminiscing with Elise about our kiss that we had, she did mention that to you right? And how I told her I would leave her alone if she wanted but she said no?" I was stirring the pot, Elise pulled her hand out of my reach. Louis was not happy, his face was reddening and he was restraining himself from punching me.

"Louis that's not what was happening, I swear," Elise said as she placed her hand on his arm. Like magic, Louis' face softened, he looked calm.

"I know," Louis said, he got all up in my face, "I swear if you so much as think about her I will knock that pretty little smirk right off your face. Do you understand?" Louis whispered.

"Do you really think I'm pretty?" I winked, "By the way, I think about her all the time," I replied, I knew I was only making the situation worse, but I couldn't help it. Something in me wanted him to punch me, which was very strange.

Louis was about to punch me when Elise stepped in front of me. He automatically stopped mid punch when she just stood there. Now this was a delicious plot twist.

"Louis don't hit him, you're going to regret it and your hand is still hurt and you're going to get in trouble," She whispered.

"Poor little Louis got a boo boo?" I laughed to myself and she spun around just inches from my face, shouting more profanities. I was so tempted just to lean in and kiss her, it was too easy, so I did. The kiss didn't last even half a second before I was pushed away from her.

I expected punches, but nothing came.

"You are so cocky, you know that? That's why I don't want to be with you, because there's a part of me that hates you. If you had been nice to me and hadn't ruined everything then it would be me and you together. But now you lost your chance and for some reason in your deranged mind you think we can be together. That will never ever happen." Elise said, maybe she was right. Maybe I needed to let go.

"Elise, you are still the one for me, I'm sorry," I was instantly feeling remorse, but at the same time I felt a weight being lifted from my shoulders.

They just walked away, hand in hand. I watched them walk down the hall.

I needed some time to process what just happened. First I was a jerk and I was purposely getting them mad, almost like an invitation for Louis to beat the hoopla out of me and now I'm sitting on the floor of the hallway feeling everything.

I was mad that I let her go and for starting this in the first place. I was mad at Louis for not doing anything. I was mad at Elise for not wanting to go out with me. I am mad at myself for not dating her in the first place.

I was happy because Louis didn't punch my brains out. I'm happy I kissed Elise. I'm happy this school year was almost over so I can get the heck out of here.

I was so confused. I think I'm over Elise. I really think I am. After all this time, I am finally over her. My heart no longer ached every time I heard her name. In fact, in that entire spat, I never really felt jealous of Louis. I just kissed her out of impulsivity, I didn't really want to kiss her. I just wanted it to be over. I wanted to feel it be over, that's why I wanted Louis is punch me.  

Finally, I felt over with Elise. It felt good. I took out my phone and called Olivia to break up with her. I was free now, I can get whatever girl I want.

Maybe that's what she meant by cocky, that I think that I can get any girl I want. Well I think that because it's true. I could if I tried.

I strolled out of the building and walked around, admiring my freedom. I felt like I had just broken up with Elise and now I can date another girl. I never realized how I tied myself down to Elise. But that problem is over and done with.

It was a good day.