Deception

Chapter 10

75 days before (part two)

"What was that about?" Niall looked over to me.

"It's nothing. He's just mad over nothing." I flopped back down on the couch, turning the volume up on the TV.

"What was that about me 'owning you'?" He wasn't letting this go.

I sighed and turned to him. "He thinks he owns me it something. He thinks I slept with you, too."

"Oh." He didn't look at me. He did not.

"You had something to do with this?" I no longer cared that Maura was upstairs. "You told everyone that I slept with you?"

"Not everyone." He rubbed the back of his neck, fixing his eyes on the TV.

"Who then?"

"Just Louis."

"Niall!"

"I had to."

"How could you think you had to tell him that you had sex with me? What sense does that make?"

He cut his eyes at me. "How could it not? Everyone, absolutely everyone but you knows that all Louis wants is to fuck you. He always has. He just wants to use you a couple times because you're dating his little stepbrother and he just can't bear to lose one girl to me. He dumped Chloe permanently this time, making it clear she's done with and he wants to fuck you. He has this whole plan to make you fall for him just so he could get you in bed. And it has absolutely nothing to do with you being someone he wants. It's all because you're with me. He just can't have that, can he? Louis had this thing with being 'the first'. He just wants you to suck him off then get you to fuck him. That's all. He likes being the first. And if he's not the first, he doesn't give a shit about you anymore. Now does is make sense that I had to tell Louis that? Or do you want him to be your first because I'm fine with that. You can just run to Louis like I always knew you would!" his voice wasn't above a whisper. I could tell he would care, the hurt in his eyes as clear as the tears threatening to fall from them.

"Niall, I..."

"Just go." There was no use arguing with him right now so I got up and walked to the door.

"I'm sorry." I heard his voice before I closed to door and ran back to Alisha's car, still stalling in the driveway.

"How did it go? I saw him drive away a few minutes ago." She asked, putting the car into reverse.

"How do you think it went Alisha?"

"I don't know. I didn't hear screaming after he left so I'm guessing pretty good." She shrugged. I stayed quiet, turning up the music.

"I think we broke up." I couldn't get my voice above a whisper. I shouldn't be hurt by this. It was all fake. I didn't love him but how could this happen? I couldn't lose him just yet. It wasn't long before Alisha had pulled over on some random street and gathered me into a hug.

"Don't cry, please. Don't cry. I'm sure he doesn't mean it." She was letting me cry into the shoulder of her dress. This was serious. Alisha would never let anyone do that. Why was I crying? I shouldn't be crying over this.

"I don't want to lose him." The words were spilling out of my mouth before I could stop them.

"I'm sure it was just the fact that it's eleven at night and he's tired and you were in his house with his stepbrother. He doesn't mean it." She cooed. But he did. How had I managed to lose Louis and Niall within the same hour? I nodded, trying to get myself to believe her.

"I just want to go home." I wiped my eyes on the sleeve of his sweatshirt and a new torrent of tears began.

"Of course." She started the car again. I turned the music up again, rejecting any future conversation possibilities. I thanked her when we got to my house and climbed out of the car. I muttered a quick goodnight to Michael and my mom on the couch in the living room and kissed Rebecca's forehead before running up to my room and curling up under the blankets, ignoring the fact that it was nearly sixty degrees and I was still in my jeans. I felt cold inside. I felt alone and this time I couldn't call Niall and hear his voice on the other end of the line, promising that everything would be okay and promising he'd be over in twenty minutes .

I was alone.