Letting Go (Niall Horan AU)

Chapter 16

Niall

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After class October said she was gonna go back to her dorm.

I got annoyed with her bitching this morning, about how I have to ask to use people's things.

I hate it when people tell me what to do. This is my fucking life these are my fucking choices. It made it worse coming from her. She sounded like my mum. I came to England to get away from her; little did I know I'd find another version.

Ugh.

I like October though. Something's different with her. For some reason I wanna be around her and put up with her bitching.

What's wrong with me?

Then I notice I've been sitting in my car thinking about October for the past fucking 10 minutes.

I need mental help.

Somehow I find myself walking udon the hall of the girls dorms. I find hers and find it unlocked.

What if somebody else found it unlocked. What if somebody hurt her?

I shake the thought from my mind and sit down on her bed. Why did I come here?

She must be in the shower I decide.

I get bored so I look through her drawers. It's not like she'll know.

I open the first one finding sketch pads and pencils. I look through it. It's truly amazing.

I lift up some more papers with drawing on them and under the last one I find a razor blade.

She told me she'd try to stop. It doesn't look like it's been used. I hope it hasn't. I slip it into my pocket.

She doesn't need it anymore. Never again. I won't allow it.

I put the papers back minutes before she walks into the room in a towel carrying her wash up stuff.

She sees me sitting on her bed and shrieks.

"Oh my god niall! You scared the shit out of me! How did you get in?"

"Door was unlocked." I reply.

"Niall I'm naked."

"I'm well aware." I smirk.

"You pervert! Turn around while I get dressed." She scolds.

"Fine." I sigh.

I hear. Her hastily getting dressed.

She then walks over and flicks my forehead.

"All clear."

"Thought you were gonna sleep?"

I ask.

"Decided to take a shower first." She shrugs.

I look her up and down she's wearing sweats and my jumper I gave her after the frat party.

I'm happy she wears it. Is that creepy? Fuck it. I don't care at this point.

She grins then suddenly tackles me.

She holds my hands above my head and her face is inches from mine.

"What the hell." I ask.

"Gotcha." She smiles her dimples showing.

She looks kinda like Harry. Who am I kidding they could be siblings. I shake the weird thought from my head.

"You do don't ya?" I ask.