If I'm Louder - Niall Horan Fanfic

Chapter 38 - How It's Suppose To Be

~Louis' P.O.V.~

I go after Niall just as the girl breaks down into sobs.

He was too harsh on her, she obviously didn't know.

I find him hitting the wall with his hand, "Dammit!" He growls.

"Niall... why'd you lie to us?" I sigh. His head jerks towards me.

It was true. During True or Dare about a year and a half ago when we asked him if he banged that Chelsea chick, he said yes. Chelsea was in one of our music videos and it was sooo obvious Niall fancied her. Then after begging her to go on a date with him for nearly a week she finally caved and said yes. But I knew something was wrong when Niall didn't come home that night, so we all assumed.

"Because you would tease me and bullshit and say perverted stuff and you lads just don't understand."

"But what happened with Chelsea?"

Tears brim in his eyes, "She fucking stood me up. I spent the whole night at Ed's flat and made him promise not to tell. She never fancied me." He growls.

I sigh and and pull him into a hug. I rub his back comfortingly.

"God, I'm an idiot Lou." His voice gets thick as he's about to break down into sobs. "I'm so stupid."

"Hey, you have Katie right?" I try to comfort him.

He snorts, pulling away from my embrace. "Yeah right. I'll be lucky if she ever wants to even talk to me again the way I snapped at her. I'm such an ass Lou." Tears trail down his cheeks.

"Go talk to her. Apologize. C'mon, she loves you to bits."

"Wrong. She used to. I'm just the biggest fuck up known to man, I don't deserve to be loved." He hugs himself, sliding his back down the wall until his bum hits the floor.

It hurt to see him like this. All sad and depressed.

"Niall, why don't you ask her before making accusations?" I hear Zayn say from behind us. We both jump in surprise.

The color drains from Nialls face.

"Z-Z-Zayn!" He whimpers.

I'd be scared of him too if he caused me a near death experience less than 10 minutes ago.

"Get up and talk to the lass."

"But I thought you hate me?" Niall whimpers.

"But I thought you played my cousin for sex?" Zayn mocks making Nialls eyes glint with hurt.

Even I know Niall wouldn't do that. He isn't the type of bloke that can do that. Zayn's his best mate out of all of us and that coming from him, who had to know him the best, had to hurt.

"Get up and talk to the lass." Zayn tells him one more time.

Niall gets to his feet and scampers down the hall.

I glare at Zayn. "That was rude man." I growl.

"What?"

"Don't play fucking innocent. You know Niall wouldn't do that to anyone!"

"Do what?!" Zayn shrieks.

"Fuck and forget!" I screech.

"Well when he said he fucked Chelsea he didn't even see her after that!" He barks.

"Because she stood him up and he stayed at Ed's! The lass broke his fucking heart and he couldn't talk about her!"

Zayn stops, gobsmacked. "Oh my God..." he mumbles.

~Katie's P.O.V.~

I shake with sobs, the rest of the gang trying to contain me.

I rock back and forth digging my fingernails into the flesh on my arms. It was painful... but for some odd reason I liked it.

My eyes squeeze shut. I hear footsteps telling me that they're leaving me.

Everyone leaves me. I hate feeling lonely.

'I wouldn't think that KareBear.' Mom tells me.

"Why?" I sniffle, still sobbing.

'Open your eyes baby.'

I nod, squinting my eyes open.

I see Niall crouching down on his knees in front of me. The others were just exiting the room.

"Love I'm so sorry. Please don't cry." He whimpers trying to wipe my tears away. "It seems like everytime my princess cries, its because of me."

I sniffle and bite my lip.

He pulls me against him, kissing my forehead.

"I'm so sorry." I whimper softly.

"You shouldn't have to be though." He sighs.

"But I humiliated you!" I shake trying to push the lump in the back of my throat back down.

"No you didn't. I over reacted." He soothes rubbing up and down my back.

"Why does it always end like this?"

"Like what?"

"We fight and gripe at each other and cry then we make up, it's so confusing!" I dig my face into his warm chest.

"That's what couples do. We fight because we care." He kisses the top of my head.

"But it makes no sense!" I screech fisting up the fabric of his shirt.

"Nothing does. Yet that's life for ya, its fucked up!" He laughs pulling me up by the thighs so that I'm straddling him. "We fight, we scream at each other, we cry, we say things we don't mean, we hurt each others feelings, we kiss and make up, we love each other."

"Niall, no matter what happens. Remember that I love you." I look up at him.

"I love you too baby." He pecks my nose.

I slide my hands from his shirt so that they wrap around his torso. He grips my thighs, stumbling to his feet.

He lays down on the bed so that I'm laying on top of him.

This is how its suppose to be forever.