She Will Be Loved

Chapter 27: Friends are Forever

Here's yet another chapter haha hope ya like it! Ilysm

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Paige's POV:

I slumped onto my bed, the door firmly locked behind me. I didn't even want to look at Niall right now. It wasn't an accident, she hadn't come onto him. I saw it right in front of me. He looked me directly in the eyes and kissed another girl. Not on the cheek, not a small peck, a full on kiss. And truthfully I don't have a clue why. Maybe he was jealous, but why would he do that then? It's like he wanted me to hurt. Niall wanted me to cry and be heartbroken. Douche... "Paige?" I heard from the door, a gently tapping.

"Go away Tyler." I sighed.

"I'm not going to leave." He said, and I heard him settle to the ground outside my door.

"Fine see if I care." I said, hearing only silence in reply.

I sat there for ten minutes, straining to hear. "Tyler?" I asked curiously, wondering if he was still outside.

"I told you I'm not leaving. And I'm not the only one who wants to see you." He said, and I heard a small whimper from the other side of te door.

"I don't wanna talk about it." I said, wiping stray tears off my cheek.

"Then we won't. But can I please come in?" Tyler asked gently.

So I begrudgingly got up and turned the lock in the door. Within a few seconds Tyler and Simba had slipped inside an the door was locked again. "Hey baby." I cooed, patting the bad as Simba happily jumped into it.

As Tyler promised he didn't say a word, just sat on the bed and turned on the tv. We sat there in silence for a while, until there was a hard knock on the door. "Let me in." I heard Harry demand.

"I don't want to." I replied with a sniff.

"I will literally break this fucking door down Paige let me in." Harry insisted.

I didn't reply and soon enough there was a loud bang as he kicked the wood. There were two kinds of best friends. The quiet sensitive understanding kind who would wait until you were ready to talk and ten cry with you, Tyler. Then there was ill bang down the door to get to you and protects you from everyone and everything type, Harry.

The banging quickly scared Simba under the bed and I got up, unlocking the door as I heard the wood creaking. I found myself face to face with a disgruntled Harry, sweaty curls and flashing eyes. Suddenly I was engulfed in his huge arms.

"Are you ok?" He murmured.

Truthfully I was, until he asked. Then I was crying into his shirt. "He's such an asshole." I sobbed, stuttering a bit.

"I know I know. I'm sorry." Harry said, rocking back and forth as he hugged me.

It was comforting, Harry was my best friend out of the lads and just being there back in his arms was like a good memories I couldn't quite grasp. Either way it was nice.

"You need to talk to him Paige." Harry said, pulling away to look at me with serious green eyes.

"No I don't want to. I don't even want to see him right now. I can't forgive him that easily. I'm not going to." I said, gulping back the lump in my throat.

"Why, he's crushed Paige you need to see him!" Harry demanded.

"I don't want to! Whys he crushed he's the one who fucking kissed her." I yelled, throwing my hands into the air.

"Fine don't then. It'll just get worse." Harry said with a sigh.

I turned away, annoyed that everyone was taking Nialls side. What had I done wrong? Obviously I wasn't good enough. Tyler was right he was a popster what did I expect.