Love Me or Love Me Not... (One Direction fan-fiction)

LMOLMN: Chapter 14

I promised Ashy that I would update today, so update I did!

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That was written yesterday....oops.

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Even worse, I wrote that two days ago...

Any-boo-hoo!

This is a happy chapter, despite the fact that I have rushed it!...(yeah)

Anyway, hope you guys like it!

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CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Lyza's POV:

"Lyza!"

As soon as I heard someone call my name, I turned and wandered aimlessly, trying my best to find that person. Only I was greeted by none other than Niall.

I sighed of frustration. But I wasn't frustrated with him, I was frustrated because of how harsh I had been to him! I've been ignoring him, glaring at him, and I don't even have a proper reason why.

But all of those thoughts faded as soon as he grabbed my wrist and pulled me into the janitor's closet. Niall turned around to lock the door and I took that chance to tug my wrist away from his grip.

Fury rose and I couldn't help but yell at him. "What the heck do you think you're doing?!" Niall still had his back towards my front and I saw that he was now tugging on his hair. Probably out of annoyance; I wouldn't be surprised.

Sighing once again, I let my right hand reach to my forehead and I pressed down. "Look, Niall I-"

I was suddenly cut off. "No. No it's not your fault. I was the one who lied to you and I'm sorry. I shouldn't have taken advantage of you." his Irish accent was thicker than it used to sound. Yet he sound defeated and I couldn't help but feel guilt as I rubbed my cold hands against my black jeans.

Taking my hand off of my forehead, I closed my eyes. "Why are you sorry? It's not your fault. I mean, you realised I didn't know who you were and you thought that was a great time to make a new friend. Because I wouldn't take advantage of your fame." Niall turned around slowly. My eyes were now open, yet I still avoided eye contact. I tugged lightly at the sleeves of my black cardigan so it would distract me from awkward thoughts. But that attempt failed as Niall's soft voice broke the string of tension that was cutting me like a knife. He encouraged me to go on and I did. "But when I found out, I took it the wrong way because I felt naïve and stupid! And I'm sorry you had to experience the bad side of me, 'cause I swear! I swear that what you've seen of me is nothing like who I really am!" Silence overtook the atmosphere before Niall broke it with a sigh.

"I believe you." we were now looking into each others eyes, as if searching for any lies. But there were none. We were both being genuine and I took that as the great time to apologise.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry and, why don't we just start over?" He gave me a genuine smile, and I felt my heart race a little bit.

"I'm sorry too. And honestly, that's all I want right now." My body felt as if it had a mind of its own for the next thing I knew, I stepped forward and was hugging Niall. It was surprising, yet comforting.

Suddenly, a fun idea popped into my head. I pulled away from him slightly and smiled. "Why don't we go to the music room?" He didn't reply with words, instead he just grinned at me.

I'll take that as a yes.

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Zayn's POV:

Me, Harry and Liam are all standing around the middle of the corridor, with mobs of crazed teenage girls. Nialls just ditched us for some chick that Harry started smiling at (unfortunately for him, she didn't notice) and Louis just ran away screaming "ASH!" or something like that.