Drift (Sequel to Louis' Little Sister) *Complete*

The Fighting begins

   It's been a week since that awkward moment at the photoshoot with Liam. I have been going to the boys house every other night, and when I do, we ignore each other.
  
   Niall had finally found some time to put time into our relationship. I know that's great, but what's not is that now I'm busy as well. Almost every day, when it's not 9 at night, I'm in the studio with the guys and Camden, working on the album.
  
  While we try to work around both of our schedules, it's hard, seeing as we are both so busy. It usually ends in me going to his flat once studio is over, which makes me be tired and cranky and not want to do anything.

   "Hey, Jamie! Wanna go see a movie? I'm bored!!!!!" Niall came trotting down the stairs into the living room. It's 9:36 at night and I got home from the studio like, half an hour ago.
  
   "Is there even anything good playing?" I asked him tiredly.
  
   "The new X-Men! I'm excited to watch it!" he cheered. I smiled at him and nodded. I got up and grabbed my phone, walking out to his car.
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   "What did you think of the movie?" I asked him. Niall was being unusually quiet right now and it's kind of worrying me. To be honest, I've never seen the X-Man series so I was lost all during the movie, Niall was just absorbed in it.
 
   "It was alright." He kept walking back to the car. I sighed and followed him, getting in the passenger seat. He started up the car and we backed out of the parking lot.

   I hated this. One minute, I could have the Niall Horan that I knew and loved, but in the blink of an eye, I could be faced by the Niall Horan who seems to not love me anymore. He'll just ignore me and it's driving me insane.

   The movie theater was thirty minutes from the flat. We sat in a suborn silence for the first ten before I finally broke it.

   "Dang it Ni! Why do you keep doing this?!"
  
    "Doing what?" He stared out the window, never looking at me or letting his eyes stray from the road.

    "You'll be fine at one point, and the next you'll act like you don't want to know me!"

   "Jamie," he sighed, rubbing his forehead. "It's not that. I just...have a lot going on."
  
   I sent him a glare. "A lot going on?! Too much that you can't even spend the time you have with your girlfriend without your heads in the clouds?!"

   He turned to look at me, his face cold.    "By now, I would think you would understand what was going on. You say that we're in the same boat, but obviously we're not." Before I could say anything he kept going. "I don't think you understand it anyways. I'm in a world wide famous boy band, you're in a multi-gender band that is just now taking off, I'm more famous than you are, I work harder and I will always be more successful."

    Tears sprang to my eyes during his speech. I looked at his face and I saw nothing but regret in his eyes, but I didn't care. What was said, is said. He can't take it back, no matter what he does. I understand that he is more famous and that I don't deserve him, but he doesn't have to take a jab at my band. What he said was hurtful enough.

   I actually reminded me of my ex-boyfriend Klayton.

   -Flashback-

   (Jamie had just turned 16 a month ago!)

    I got in my car quickly and drove over to the park down the road. I was meeting my boyfriend, Klayton, there in ten minutes. He said he needed to talk to me about something and I don't have a very good feeling about it. Klayton never asks me to go somewhere just to talk.

    I was sitting there for a good ten minutes, playing on my phone, when I heard the footsteps behind me. I turned to see Klayton coming down the path towards me.

   "Klay! I missed you, babe!" I exclaimed, throwing my arms around his neck. He stiffened at my touch. I unwrapped my arms from around him and stepped back. "Whats up?"

   "Look, Jamie..." he pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. His black hair was sticking up at all angles and his eyes had dark bags under them, he looked exhausted. "You know how much I love you, right?"

    I slowly nodded my head, not seeing where this was going.

   "Well, remember that when I say this. We can't be together." Silence followed his words and I stood there speechless.

   "W-What?" I stuttered through my words as tears fell onto my cheeks.

   "Look, it's just not working out for my image, babe. You have to understand, well...I'm popular and you're well...not. We just weren't going to work out. Sorry Jamie."  With that, he turned and walked away. I stood there, frozen.

   What did I do to deserve this? Who talked him out of it? Was I not good enough?

   Where did I go wrong?

   Answer: I fell too hard, too fast. I thought I was in love.

   -End of Flashback-

   I had promised myself I would never fall in love with another person after that, looks like I broke that promise too. I knew I would be hurt in the end of it all, but I didn't listen to my common sense, I listened to my heart. My stupid, stupid heart.

   I thought that I was hurt that day, it's nothing compared to how I feel now. It feels like I had been shot through the chest at Niall's words. It hurt a thousand times worse than when Klayton had hurt me.

   I looked up and saw that we had pulled into my driveway and Niall was looking at me intensely. He had tears of regret streaming down his cheeks as he reached out to grab my face.

    "B-Ba-Babe, I'm sorry. I don't know what got into me. I-"

    "Save it Niall!" I snapped, cutting off his stuttering. "I know you'll always be more famous than me, I know you'll always be more successful, thanks for bringing it up. Sorry I wanted to know why the guy I loved was acting so cold towards me. I'll be going now...glad to know how you really feel." I opened the car door and got out, slamming it hard on my way out.

   I heard Niall's car door slam behind me and I knew he was coming to try to talk to me. I ran into the house, slammed the door and then dead bolting the lock. I started sobbing at the memories of Klayton and the pain of Niall's harsh words going through my head and I slid down the side of the door. I could hear Niall pounding on it and calling out my name.

   His banging decreased but I could see he was still there. I heard choked sobs coming from the other side of the door.

   "I'm sorry baby...I didn't mean any of it...I love you...I'm so, so sorry..."

    But little did I know...that was just the start of the drift.

(A/N: I got emotional writing this chapter! You probably already know, but Niall would never do that to someone! I think this is a good place to start the intense parts of the story. Fighting, forgetting, all that horrible, break up worthy stuff.

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