I'm Horany (Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Chapter 18

A/N A little rushed, as are the last few chapters, enjoy :)

Chapter 18

"OK, where to start..." Niall mutters, pacing back and forth over his sitting room. I decide to start it since he doesn't know how,

"Maybe why you kissed me?" I snap harshly, taking him by surprise.

"Wait, I think we should go from the start." He attempts to reason, holding his hands up.

"From the start?"

"We need to just go back on everything, Maya." He says in a soft manner.

"But all I want to know is why you kissed me and the walked away, why?" More hurt lurks in my tone than I intended, Niall immediately looking guilty.

"It'll be explained later, I think it's best we start at the beginning."

"No, Niall! I came today to talk about that, whatever it was, not to talk about everything since we've met, which was a month ago!" I rub my over my forehead and sigh.

"It's the best thing to do."

"No, it's just what you want."

"I want it because it's the best option."

"Niall." I warn.

He lets out a puff of air, combing his fingers through his hair with one hand and the other rested on his hip.

"Just bare with me, please?" He pleads after a silence. I groan in annoyance, raising my eyes up to the sky.

"I'm going to leave if you don't just come out with what I want to hear." I tell him sternly.

"If you leave then you'll never know." He points out.

"I don't care, you're the one who wanted to talk anyway," I almost shout, throwing my hands up. "how did you get my number in the first place?"

"How do you think?"

"I don't know, why would I ask?"

"Harry." He mutters.

"Did you tell him?" I yell, ready to attack if I have to.

"No, no of course not!" He rushes, a little surprised at the question.

"Good, I was ready to kill you if you had."

"I wouldn't do that." He shakes his head abruptly.

"OK, now get to it."

"If I do then I'm starting from where I intended in the first place."

"Fuck sake!" I cry out in annoyance.

"Yes, Maya. For once something isn't going your way, such a shocker." He says coldly. I stare at him in disbelief, how dare he?

"What the fuck do you mean, Niall? 'Cause I'll tell you one thing, nothing always goes my way, my childhood didn't go my way, my early teenage years didn't go my way, don't talk to me about that, because it's complete bullshit!" I scream, highly offended by his words. I'm not sure if it's the hurt or anger, but tears are welling in my eyes. Niall's face drops when he sees.

"Alright, I'm sorry." He gushes.

"Sorry? This may seem harmless to you but your words hurt me more than you think. Don't act like you know me, Niall, because you don't, you're far from it." I whisper, now letting my tears fall freely.

"Maya, I'm genuinely sorry," he states, slowly and hesitantly making his way to me on his sofa. "I didn't think that would offend you, I didn't know you were sensitive."