They Don't Know About Us

Hungover

I walked into the house through the garage door entrance.

"Hey, you're back," I heard Liam say. I looked over to see him and Aislinn sitting together at the counter.

"You feeling better?" Aislinn asked, "Niall said you got sick."

"Yeah, I'm fine," I answered, "I'm just going to rest upstairs."

Liam nodded, so I left. I walked across the room and up the stairs. I walked up to my room and pulled an outfit from my dresser. I walked into the bathroom and changed into a pair of yoga pants, a jumper, moccasins, and untangled my hair. I felt my head continuing to pound against my skull. I then felt my stomach heave up to my throat. I quickly leaned against the toilet seat, and vomited. I lifted my head out of the toilet, and flushed it. I leaned against the back of the wall, and moaned. I guess I better do some schoolwork or something. I walked back into my room, my head still pounding. I grabbed my bag and pulled some papers out of it. I trudged back over to my bed, and sat on top of the covers. I looked at the homework for a second, and began to work.

Soon, I finished that paper, and then started to study for a test I had coming up. I grabbed my book and set it on the pillow in front of me. I rolled over, so I could read the book. The chapter was extremely boring so I rolled over onto my side. I lifted the book up in front of my face, and set the cover on its side. I felt my eyes growing heavy as I tried to read more. I soon felt my eyes completely closing as I fell asleep.

*


*Niall's P.O.V.*

I walked out into the living room, where Aislinn and Liam were sitting at the counter. I sat on the couch, and switched on the TV.

"Hey, you know Nicole is home," Liam told me. I looked over at him, "When did she arrive?" I asked, surprised I didn't hear her come in.

"Like a half of an hour ago," Liam answered. I frowned, "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" I asked. Liam shrugged, "I don't know."

I sighed, and lifted myself off of the couch. I decided I should probably go check up on her. I walked up the stairs and up to her room. I pushed the door to her room open. I walked in to see Nicole asleep on her bed.

Her eyes were shut and she was curled up in a ball on the top of her bed. She looked a little cold. I walked over to the end of her bed and pulled the comforter over her small body. As I covered her body with the blanket, she shifted her position under the comforter. I saw her turn to the other side, then roll back over again. I looked at her face closely to see that she looked really nervous. Why is she nervous?

Suddenly, I heard her mumbling about something.

"Nicole...?" I whispered. She flung her arm across the bed, and rolled to the other side.

"I-I'm sorry, Niall," Nicole mumbled in her sleep. She's sorry? Why is she sorry?

"Don't yell at me!" She mumbled, this time a little louder. Is she talking about me? Why would I be yelling at her. After that, she didn't say anything else. I'll just ask her when she wakes up. I walked out of the room, and back downstairs. I saw that Aislinn and Liam were still at the counter talking. I didn't bother them as I walked over to the couch. I laid down, and pulled out my phone. I pulled up twitter, scrolling through my mentions.

Then, I saw one that caught my eye. It was a video from youtube. In the tweet it said: So, Niall Horan's girlfriend really isn't the innocent girl we thought she was.

I frowned and played the video.

The video started out where Nicole was walking over to someone. I squinted, and could see who it was. It was Chase.

Nicole grabbed his hand, and pulled him up, so he was standing. Chase looked at her confused, "What are you doing?" He asked. Nicole leaned closer to him, "Just giving you what you want," she whispered into his ear. His eyes grew wide, "H-Huh?"

Then, Nicole grabbed his collar, and pulled him down to her height. Nicole forcefully pressed her lips against his. She started making out with him and violently kissed him.

Suddenly, I saw some girl pull Nicole off of Chase.

"Get off of him!" The girl yelled. Nicole was then pushed to the ground.

"What the hell are you doing, Nicole?!" She yelled.

"W-What?" Nicole mumbled, her voice slurred. I saw Marie walk over to the girl, and talk to her quietly, "She's just drunk, I'll just get her out of here."

I could see Marie helping her up.

"I-I'll just go get a new drink..." Nicole mumbled, starting to stumble towards the kitchen. Marie grabbed her arm, "There is no damn way I'm letting you get more."

"Why not?!" she asked, angrily. Marie looked at her surprised, "You're drunk! You aren't having any more!"

"I want more of it!" Nicole yelled at her, trying to escape her grasp. She was too uncoordinated to even pull her hand off of her arm.

"I'm taking you home," Marie angrily muttered under her breath.

"But, Niall is already here..." She mumbled, "I just kissed him..."

"No!" Marie protested, "You just made out with Chase!"

Nicole looked at her with a blank expression on my face.
"I-I can't go home!" Nicole argued, immediately trying to escape Marie's firm grasp.

"And, why not?" Marie asked her. Nicole continued struggling, "B-Because Niall will b-be really mad at me!"

Marie grew silent for a minute, "You have to go, Nicole. I'm sure Niall won't be too mad."

"You don't understand!" she cried, "He's going to be furious. I promised him I wouldn't d-do anything bad. And, I went and g-got drunk! I promised him I wouldn't do that again!" Nicole started to cry, "H-He's going to be s-so mad! Please don't take me back! I don't want him to yell at me! P-Please!"

Nicole now was sobbing, and everyone was staring at her. Marie sighed, "Okay, I won't take you home. But, I'm not letting you continue to drink or anything like that. So, I'll just text Niall and tell him you're staying at my apartment for the night."

"B-But, he'll want to know why," Nicole replied.

"Then, I'll tell him that you were really tired and weren't feeling well and didn't want to drive home," Marie replied.

"What if he suggests to pick me up?" she asked Marie, as she wiped away the tears.

"Then, I'll just say that you're already asleep in the car," Marie replied, "Now let's go."

Nicole nodded, and Marie started to lead me towards the door. They were about to turn the corner, when, suddenly, some guy accidentally ran into her. Nicole's head hit the wall behind her, and she blacked out. I could hear people behind the camera laughing, as the video ended.

The video ended, so I quickly went to google and looked up Nicole Everense. Instantly lots of pictures of her at the party showed up. Shit, this is bad. This is really bad. I read a few of the descriptions, reading the bad things said about her.

How could Nicole have lied to me?! She made it out like she was just sick, when she was actually hung over. I immediately stood up, and stomped up the stairs. I walked into Nicole's room. I could see that she was still sleeping. I need to talk to her now. I walked over to her, and shook her awake.

"What is it?" She mumbled, starting to wake up.

"Why didn't you tell me that you got drunk last night?!" I yelled. Her eyes widened, and she sat up, "U-Um, I d-didn't," She lied. I glared at her, "Now, you're lying again! The damn video of you at the party is all over the internet!"

"W-What?" She asked, surprised.

"Someone was filming you at the party last night," I explained, trying to calm my voice, "I know everything."

"Niall, I-I can explain!" Nicole argued. I glared at her, "You told me you wouldn't do that anymore!"

"I-I'm sorry, I just thought it would be okay," She replied.

"Okay?!" I yelled, "How the hell would it be okay?! You know that you are addicted to alcohol-"

"I am not addicted to alcohol!" Nicole interrupted. I frowned, "Yes you are! Whenever you drink, you can't stop!"

"T-That's not true!" Nicole argued, "I can if I want! I-I just wanted to last time!"

"Stop acting like it's not a problem!" I yelled, "You need to stop! You keep doing stupid stuff that will affect us both! Why are you doing this to me?!"

Suddenly, Liam ran in, "What's going on? Why is there yelling?" He asked frantically.

"Nicole got drunk at the party last night, and someone got it on video!" I loudly explained, "Now, it's all over the internet."

Liam looked over at Nicole, "You got drunk?"

She nodded, sadly, "I-I'm sorry..." She whispered, "I know that I shouldn't have..."

"Then, why did you?!" I yelled. I could see tears welling up in her eyes, "I-I'm sorry, Niall," Nicole whispered, before running out of the room. I then realized that I had scared her. I remembered in the video when she said she didn't want to go home because she said I would be mad at her. That must also be the reason why she said don't yell at me in her sleep. I just made her nightmares come to life. God, I messed things up.

I was about to go after Nicole, when Liam stopped me, "I don't think you should talk to her now," He told me. I looked at him confused, "But, I messed this up. I'll fix it myself."

"Is it okay if I talk to her first, to see what she was really thinking?" Liam asked, "I don't think you should talk to her this second after you scared her like that. If I talk to her and find out the truth, then you can go in and apologize."

I sighed, "I guess you're right. Go on ahead."

Liam left Nicole's room, leaving me alone.
*


*Nicole's P.O.V.*

I ran down the stairs, trying to find someplace where I wouldn't be seen. I found my way over to the laundry room, and shut the door behind me. I crouched down, and leaned my back against the wall. I pushed my knees up to my chest, and wrapped my arms around my knees. I pressed my face into my knees and sobbed. After a few minutes, I heard the door open. I immediately looked up to see Liam in the doorway. He sat down beside me, "Okay, tell me what's wrong."

"I-I don't really know myself..." I muttered, "I just thought I was able to handle the alcohol, but instead found myself wanting more every time I had a drink. Do you really think I have a problem?"

Liam sighed, "I think you do," He replied, "Most people can control that. You'll just have to learn to control your drinking habits. We'll try to keep alcohol out of the house, but you will have to let your conscious do the rest."

"I-I ruined everything..." I mumbled, "Now, the fans will hate me even more. And, they will tell Niall to break up with me. I-I'm sorry for ruining it."

I felt the sobs starting to continue. Liam pulled me close to him, so he was hugging me. He comfortingly rubbed my back, "Sh, it's going to be okay. Just don't listen to them. They don't know about you and Niall, you should only care about your love for Niall."

"B-But, he is mad at me now," I cried.

"He isn't mad," Liam replied, "He's just frustrated. I think he'll understand that you have a problem, and know that it's not your fault."

"He does understand."

Liam and I let go of each other, and looked in the direction of the voice. I saw Niall standing in the doorway, "Thanks for the help, Liam," He said. Liam nodded, then stood up and walked out of the doorway. Niall crouched beside me.

"Nicole, I'm sorry," He apologized, "I shouldn't have yelled at you. I know that you get scared when someone yells at you, and I should've respected that. Can you forgive me?"

I looked up at him and smiled, "Yes, I can forgive you. Can you forgive me, for drinking at the party?"

Niall nodded, "Yeah, I'm just glad you now realize that you have a problem. By the way, about this Chase thing..."

"I-I sort of thought he was you when I kissed him," I replied. Niall frowned, "But, he doesn't even look anything like me."

"I know... I was drunk, so I don't really know what was going through my mind," I replied.

"I'm just glad you didn't kiss me, because it looked like you were about to bite his tongue off," Niall joked. I laughed, "I guess I was a little forceful."

"Well, since you didn't get your actual kiss with me at the party last night... Why don't we fix that?" Niall asked. He leaned in, and our lips touched, molding perfectly together. After a couple seconds, we pulled away.

"By the way, you're going to discuss your drinking problem in therapy tomorrow," Niall said.

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Fight and then apologies, yep, that's what this chapter is about. Comment, follow, and like! Bye lovelies. -Madison