Hey y'all. I was very bored so I thought, why not update for the lovely readers!
So here's chapter 8 :)
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I was now back home. I was more pissed off than ever. I can't believe the stuff that Layla said. I don't understand why we can't forgive Niall's sins. But it's so easy for people to forgive ours!
My parents have been trying to get me out of my room, trying to find out what happened. But I don't feel like talking to them. "Jules open up. It's Mark." My older brother said knocking on the door.
I knew they wouldn't leave me. Plus me and Mark are close. I always talk to him when I have problems. I just hope he doesn't flip because he's an overprotective big bro.
I sighed and got up from my spot on the bed. I opened the door and saw him standing there. Concern written all over his face. I stepped aside and let him in my room and closed the door.
I locked my bedroom door and went to go take a seat. "What happened? I've never seen you look so upset." Mark said with worry.
"My stupid friends." I mumbled, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Okay. What happened?" He asked.
"You promise you won't get mad?" I asked. He nodded.
"Promise." He said.
"Do you believe in giving a person the benefit of the doubt?" I asked.
"Of course. I didn't like my friend Chris. But he turned out to be a great guy and now we're best friends." Mark said. I nodded.
"So. There's this guy. Everyone in the town knows who he is. And everyone hates him. But he asked me out and when we hung out. I found out he's a really sweet guy. He also helps me with math. But my friends started saying stuff about him that just crossed the line." I said.
"Well who is he? And what did they say?" Mark asked.
"Niall. It's Niall Horan. They called him a murderous freak who kills for pleasure. But he's not. He's nice!" I said.
"Niall Horan?" He asked. "He's dangerous you know." I sighed.
"Not once you get to know him. I don't care what society thinks anymore. But, I do care what mom and dad think. I'm just mad. We've all sinned before. And people forgave ours. Why can't they just forgive Niall's." I said.
"Because he really is dangerous. And from what I know he just uses a girl for pleasure then leaves them. If I were you I'd stop hanging out with him." Mark said and got up.
"But-"
"No. I'm serious! He's dangerous. You're friends are right. You shouldn't hang out with him." Mark said and left the room.
"But. I want to be with him" I said quietly to myself. I looked down. Tears formed in my eyes. Event brother thinks the same as them. They're all the same! "I need to be with him" I said in the same tone as earlier.
I heard my phone ping. I looked and saw it was a message from Layla.
From: Layla
I'm trying to look out for you. Stop hanging out with him.
To: Layla
Okay...
I began sobbing. Why can't they just accept him. I love him so much-
Wait what!?
Did I just say I love Niall.
No. I love Niall. As a friend. Nothing more. Because he's 4 years older.
I just sat staring at my hands. Twiddling my thumbs. I sniffled.
No.
I'm not going to let my family or my friends stop my from hanging out with Niall. I looked down at the ring that lady left at Ben & Jerry's. who knows what will happen. I have a feeling we were supposed to meet.
I'm done with having to be 'the perfect daughter' or 'the perfect person'. I want to be me. And who I really am wants to be with Niall.
*Niall's POV*
"So you forgave her?" My friend Zayn asked. We were at the gym again.
"Yeah. I actually like spending time with her." I said throwing a punch at Zayn. He quickly dodged it.
"And you don't care that she's 4 years younger." He said punching my side. I threw a punch to his stomach.
"Nope. It's her family and friends that are the problem." I said. I threw a punch taking him down. I then extended an arm to help him up.
"The fact she's a Christian girl and she's going against her families wishes to see you means she really likes you." Zayn said. I smiled.
"Who knows. She only wants me as a friend." I said.
"Maybe the rumours just get to her head." Zayn said.
"What rumours?" I asked.
"How you only date a girl to fuck her then drop her." He said. I sighed. So I may do that. But with Juliet it's different. I actually like her. Scratch that. I love her.
That's right. I love Juliet. But the rumours. They ruin everything. I hopped out of the ring and grabbed my water bottle. I chugged down half of it. "Well there's gotta be a way to prove to her I actually care." I said. There has to be a way.
*Juliet's POV*
It was now dinner time. All of us were around the table. I was sitting at the farthest seat from Mark. "So hun. Why were you so upset?" My father asked.
"Just friend problems." I said.
"How was school today?" Mom asked.
"Same old thing every day." Celeste said.
"I got a 75 in math." I said.
"That's good. But you need to do better if you want to get a scholarship." My dad said. They don't even know how hard it was to get that.
"Yeah whatever." I muttered under my breath. I started pushing my peas around in the plate. "I'm not hungry. May I be excused." I said pushing out my chair. I got up.
"No you may not. Sit down." Mom said. I let out a sigh and sat. "Mark told me about why you were upset." She said.
I glared at Mark. "You told her!" I shouted at her.
"She deserves to know!" He said.
"No she doesn't! It's not any of your damn business!" I shouted
"Watch your language young lady!" My mom said. "I don't want to hear of you even talking to that Niall fellow. He's a criminal." She said.
"You hang out with Niall!?" Celeste asked almost choking on her food.
"I don't see why you can't give him a chance." I said. "He's a nice guy. He really is."
"I don't want you to have any contact with him. Understood."
I looked down at my food. "Understood!" My dad said more stern.
"Whatever" I mumbled. "I'm not hungry. I'm going upstairs." I said and left the table. I went upstairs to my room. My family is just irritating me.
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Aww Niall's in love. But will Juliet actually fall for him. Or just keep him as a friend. These will be revealed in time.
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