Love Isn't Flowers (Larry Stylinson/Niam Horayne)

Chapter 15~ When Does Happiness Last Long Anyways?

I can't do it.

I won't do it.

Never will I do it again.

I want you to vote and comment, yes I do. But you're not and I willn't hold you to it.

Here's your update. Muah. x

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He guided me to his room and laid me on his bed. I smiled at him and he flashed me one back.

He kissed me on the nose and continued peppering kisses all over my face except where I wanted his lips the most.

He finally kissed me on the lips which leaded to a heated make out session.

"Niall," He moaned into my mouth.

His hands trailed under my shirt and he tweaked my nipples.

I moaned into his mouth.

He took my shirt off then his own.

He went to unbuckle my pants and I realized what he actually wanted.

I softly pushed him away and shook my head, no.

He scooted back and slowly slipped his shirt back on.

"You're-You're right. You're not ready." He muttered.

"I''m going for a jog." He continued, throwing on a pair of sweats. He then grabbed his iPod and left.

I laid back on the bed and just sobbed... for the billionth time today.

I screwed it up.

He didn't love me anymore.

My heart was broken in two.

It was about 8:30pm when Liam finally walked through the bedroom door. I hadn't left the room all day.

My face was probably tears streaked and red, my eyes were most likely puffy.

I didn't even acknowledge the fact he walked in.

I continued staring at the wall, wordlessly, but mouth gaping slightly.

I stopped crying a couple hours after he left.

I guess I just didn't have anymore tears inside of me.

"I'm sorry." I whispered, feeling like I was whispering to myself more then to him.

He walked closer and I just kept on muttering, "I'm sorry." over and over.

Why?

I honestly do not know.

He didn't say anything he held me in his arms but I did keep on saying, "I'm sorry." and I didn't stop until I went into a restless sleep.

--*FRIDAY*--

I got up extra early, I knew I couldn't just miss school everyday. I got into the shower and quickly washed myself up. 

I got out and wrapped a towel around my waist and made my way out of the bathroom to get some clothes.

By now Liam was on his elbows rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

I quickly slid some boxers on before he could focus on anything, then beginning to get some clothes on.

I didn't bother saying anything to him, I just made my way back to the bathroom to do my quiff.

As soon as I made it into the bathroom I heard Liam getting his clothes out.

I heard the dresser drawer slam and I jumped.

I did my quiff and walked back out, still not saying one word. I walked over to where my shoes were and slipped them on.

Liam was closely trailing behind me.

"Which car are we taking?" I asked.

"It don't matter."

I walked to my car and stepped in, he got into the passenger seat.

"Why are we like this Ni?"

"I don't know." I snapped.

I automatically felt bad, knowing Liam didn't do anything.

"Sorry, I-I don't know. I just feel bad because I can't give you what you... want." 

Liam grabbed my hand and began playing with my fingers as I drove.

"I don't need sex to be happy Ni." He muttered.

"Yeah," I paused, "I know I just felt so bad."

"I still love you."

"I love you too Li."

And we arrived at school.

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Liam and I agreed to practice for our project after school, considering we hadn't practiced at all.

We rode home, really happy. Liam talking excitedly about the most random things.

We were actually happy.

But things like that don't last long.

As soon as we got home and settled down to practice our song, the door was knocked on hard.

When Liam and I answered it, we seen a sobbing Harry.

Why can't we ever be happy?

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Short but nice I guess.

Muah! xx