Music for Love (Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 5- Pretending

AN/ Sorry if we won't update so much later in the year, school is starting! Thank god we have most classes together so we can talk...

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Chapter 5- Pretending,

Ari's POV,

My eyes literally sting, because of how much I cried. I looked at my reflection and frowned. I hate everything about myself, my hair, my nose, my eyes, my everything. I hate it. "Ariana?" Someone said through the the door of my room.

"What?" I snapped. The door opened and in came my heart breaker. Damn, I forgot that we had lessons today. "Is everything okay?" He asked, noticing my appearance. "Uh, yeah. I just don't feel so good today." I partly lied.

"Are you too sick to play?" Should I? I mean, I haven't seen much of him lately and I DO miss him. It's been almost a week since we talked, and I was starting to question our friendship. I just don't want to like him even more than I do, and when he sings... ugh.

"Yeah, sorry. Maybe if I get more rest i'll feel better later." He nodded and gave me a small smile. "Feel better Ari." He said, then kissed my cheek? I blushed and looked down. "Thanks." I smiled.

He left and I layed back on my bed. I put my hand to where he kissed my cheek and sighed. How am I gonna get over him if he makes it so hard not to like him?

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"ARIANA!"

I jumped up and smashed my forehead on someone else's. I rubbed it and looked up, noticing Jayden copying my actions. "What?" I groaned. "Can I borrow some money?"

"Really?! You woke me up, with that ear bleeding scream, for that?!" I yelled. "Well, if I tried to wake you up nicely, you wouldn't get up, and it's 2:00pm, why are you still in bed?"

"I'm depressed." I replied, throwing the duvet over my head. I assumed she had rolled her eyes as she picked up the sheets, making the lights once again visable. "Money?" She asked once again and I frowned. "Get a proper job." I muttered under my breath as I got out of bed, heading to my shorts last night, which still held my wallet.

I handed her a twenty. "Wait, what are you using it for?" I asked while grabbing the money before she closed her hand. She rolled her eyes, "Shopping, duh." She said while holding her hand out again. "Well then spend your own money!" I exclaimed, she rolled her eyes, again, "Don't you think I would if I had money?" She said while trying to grab the money.

Being the weird one, I had strangly longer arms, and I held it in the air, away from her. "Ari!" She whined, "Yes?" I asked sarcastically, she marched out of the room, and I smiled in satisfaction.

I then, changed into fresh clothes, I put on and brushed my teeth and what not. I gotta say, I do feel a bit better from this morning, but I still look like chewbacca. I decided to add a bit of make-up to add more life to my sickly pale face.

It pained me to look in the mirror. I faught back more tears. This time it worked. I'm sick of all the bullshit tears. I'm sick of Holly, and I'm sick of Niall, I'm sick of every living and breathing thing! I don't know why... But I suddenly realized that my life is slowly coming apart. Every single crack, gets worse by the minute.

Niall was the glue holding me together. Now that he knows my secret... Theres nothing to hold me together now.

I rested my head in my hands as I don't dare to look into the mirror again. I turned away. Angered. Angered about life. So this is what depression feels like? To tell you... It sucks ass.

"Ari?" Hailey knocked on my door, "What?" I snapped back, turning around to face her small frame. "Sorry for being alive... Niall asked to see you." I rolled my eyes as I walked a little to fast to the door. "Well hi." I said as I opened the door and there stood my little angel.

"Hey! You look like you're better! Any ways..." He started, "You know James right? Well he's kinda throwing a party tonight..." He scratched his neck, "You wanna come?" He finally got out. I smiled, "Ya! Where is it?" I asked, he handed me an invitation. "So I'll see you there?" He replied, I nodded as I slowly closed the door.

I ran up to my room, opening the letter. "Ariana, You're invited to my party, 1645 W rightwide Ave. Where something cute ;) James." I read it over a couple times. James just effing sent me an invitation, with a winky on it. Holy shit.

I took another shower, humming to the lyrics of Katy Perrys, Firework. I hopped out, getting to my room and closing the door, I lookes through my closet, having no idea what to wear. I threw on some sweats and an oversized shirt, "Hailey!" I screamed, she slowly walked up the staircase, holding her phone. I sighed as I went and grabbed her, dragging her to my bedroom.

"Fashion help, please!" I asked while getting into a begging stance. She gave me a 'you gotta be kiding me' look as she went through my entire closet, "What's the occasion?" She whipped her head around to face me, "Party, hot boy, Niall's going too." I stated, she took in the information, resting her index finger on her chin. She put it in the air as she turned back to my closet.

"This, will be perfect." She said pulling out the perfect top. It was a crop top, also with a tank top to go underneath it. The top was a solid floresant pink, with a cartoonish stero on it, it had grey stripes and the tank top was grey which went along perfectly. She then walked to my drawers, going through my shorts. "I also like this attachment." She added as she held up a pair of shorty shorts studded with rinestones on the pockets.

"Hailey, you are absolutely amazing!" I said as I grabbed the outfit, "Ya, and I don't suppose you want me to do this do you?" She asked, gesturing to my face. I gave her a glare before mumbling 'fine' sometimes... I wish that she was older instead of younger. Because she has skills I never had.

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