It's Called Acting(1Dfanfic)

Chapter 35

Abby's P. O. V.

He scratched his head, and sighed. He looked at me with a helpless look, before he started talking. "Yeah, I guess we do. Look, I'm sorry about what I did back there. That was a bit out of line. But I just...I can't help it. I'm used to beating the shit out of people for hurting you or looking at you the wrong way. And I should be beating my self up, because I hurt you. I don't care how hard you try to hide it behind your anger that you don't care. Because on the inside you're dying. Wanna know how I know? Because I'm feeling the exact thing. I can't tell you how sorry I am. And I don't think I can tell you enough times that I-I, ugh Abby I love you. I love you, and I fucked up. I fucked up bad. I ruined our chances. It's my fault. And I've just been so angry with myself. And Niall? Well, if he ever does something like this then I will come over here and kick his Irish ass. Because like it or not I still have to uphold my promise to George and I have to be in your life wether you want me here or not. I don't care if it's a paper cut I'm gonna be there. I'm still gonna have a shoulder reserved just for you. My heart will learn to live without you. But a small part will always belong to you. But I'm sorry. And I always will be." I looked at him in shock. "Did you...you just...Drew..you just spilled your guts out." I sputtered. He rolled his eyes. "Yeah yeah yeah. Let's not bring it up. To ANYONE." He grumped. I half smiled at him. "Drew, I've decided not to hate you. But I can't bring myself to forgive you right now. What you did, drunk or not. I just...I feel like you cut my heart out and stabbed it. I know you're there for me. I know you'll still kick ass. You're Drew, it's what you do. Don't give up on finding someone else, because you will. Because if I can love you? Anyone can. Niall will take care of me, I promise." I said looking in his eyes. He went to lean down and then realized what he was doing and pulled back as fast as he had descended. He scratched his head. "Sorry. Habit." He mumbled. I shrugged. "I know." I said. "We should probably go back." He said. "You need to ice your face, and whatever he bruised. And I need to take care of the damage you gave the poor leprechaun." I said turning to leave. He grabbed my arm. "Before we go. Can I still be your brother?" He swallowed. His eyes burning into mine with hope. "I can't answer that now." I stuttered, and walked back to the flat. I walked in and Niall was laid out on the couch. Drew didn't come inside. He just left in his truck. I'm so conflicted right now. I can't let myself forgive him right now. I'm still so mad and hurt, the wounds are still fresh. "Abby?" I hear Niall call. I snap away from my thoughts. I look to him. "Yes, Niall?" I ask. "Is he gonna come back?" I shake my head. "Not today." He relaxes a bit. I walk to his couch and sit on the small space left on the couch. He had taken off his shirt and had some ice on his jaw and his left side. His lip was busted. Poor thing. At least he fought back. I removed the ice from his jaw. It was turning purple. I kiss it gently, and replace the ice. I do the same to his side and then I kiss his lips gently. He smiles gently. "Can you help me, upstairs?" He asks. I nod. Wincing slightly he gets up slowly, and I help him up the stairs and into his bed. I shed down to just his shirt and my underwear. His eyes widen a little but doesn't say anything. I bite my lip, I really don't want to hurt him. He seemed to pick up on my thoughts, and he opened his arms to me. "Come on, babe. It's fine. If you hurt me, I'll take care if it later." He said with a small smile. I gladly obliged and crawled slowly and gently to his chest. He wrapped his arms around me, I smiled slightly. He pressed his lips to my hair, and started stroking my hair. "I have something to ask, you don't have to but if you want you can." He said cryptically. "What is it Niall?" I asked tiredly. "Well we are going on a small interview, tour trip for two weeks and you are allowed to come if you want." Niall said. I snuggled into his chest a bit more. "Always wanted to go to a One Direction concert. Now I get to go for free and kiss the Irish man. Lucky me." I mumbled, eyes closing. Niall chuckled. "Goodnight, Abby." "Night Nialler." I sighed.

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Here's the next chapter hope you liked it. I'm sorry for taking so long. Btw school has started again so it could be a little while between updates but I will try. I'll update soon! Please vote and comment! 733 readers y'all! I'm excited! Peace out chickies!