Heartbreaker

Chapter 9

Niall's pov

I drove home, speeding. I honestly don't give a shit. I just need to get home and clear my mind, without alcohol.

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Slamming my car door, I walk to the house and stumble through the door, taking my shoes off and dropping them by the door. Alcohol still controls my limbs but I can think a bit straighter.

Just as I trip over my own feet, someone walks down the stairs. "Alex?" I ask.

"Niall? Are you drunk?" She asks.

"Yeah a little" I slur.

She giggles. "It seems a little more than a little. Come here" she instructs and I walk to her on the stairs. I grab her hand and follow her up to my room. "Sit" she instructs and I obey. Slowly, her small hands unbutton my shirt. "Undress yourself. I'll get you pajamas."

I leave my jeans and shirt in a pile on the ground as Alex returns with a t-shirt and sweatpants. I slip the material over my head and pull my pants up.

"Here" she hands me my toothbrush and I try to get as much of the alcohol out of my mouth as I can. Almost tripping again, I make it to the sink and rinse my mouth.

Just as I climb onto my bed, Alex is almost to the door when I stop her. "Alex."

She turns to look at me. "Do you need anything else?"

"Stay with me?" I ask.

She shakes her head and gives me a sad smile. "I don't think that's a good idea."

"Please" I choke out, tears brimming my eyes. Why the hell am I about to cry? Gosh, I feel like a hormonal teenage girl.

"Okay" she gives in and turns off the light before laying next to me.

After pulling the cover over her small frame, I pull her as close to me as I can. "Thank you" I whisper.

"For what?"

"For taking care of me... I mean you didn't have to. I'm fine."

She giggles that contagious giggle of hers making me chuckle lightly. "You are so drunk right now. You wouldn't of managed! You need me!" She sticks her tongue out at me.

"I do need you" I reply seriously.

She looks up at me, an unreadable expression on her face. Shit. I shouldn't of said that. I am way to wasted. "I mean I--" before I know what I'm doing, my lips crash onto hers.

I pull her closer and her fingers get tangled in my hair.

Alex's pov

As Niall pulls me toward him so we're touching, my hands go straight to his hair. I pull on it and he moans. I pull back for a breath and he whines like a baby. He rests his head in the crook of my neck. "I love you Alex" he mumbles.

I close my eyes and pretend I didn't hear that while I let sleep over take me.

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I wake up to Niall's soft snores and look up at him. His eyes closed, chest rising and falling slowly. He looks so... Peaceful.

What happened last night? Oh yeah. You slept with the boy who you won't admit your feelings to even though he knows you like him but you really wish you didn't. This is so fucking wrong. He's just using me.

Why was he even drunk? Kelsey. Just the thought of her makes my blood boil. She probably got him drunk as fuck thinking she would be able to have sex with him. She's just using him. And then he got mad so he came home, making me sleep with him.