Little styles

Chapter 9

"Yea she did. And she was with Conner!!!" Kate shrieked pointing at me.

Harry looked at my with shock and disappointment.

"Why?" he said.

"WHY ?WOULD YOU DO THAT I FUCKING TRUSTED YOU!!!?!!" he screamed in my face about an inch from my face.

I tried walk away but he grabbed my upper arms and pulled me very close.

His finger nails pierce into my skin slightly drawing blood. I struggle in his tight grip. His mouth opens as if he is about to say something when he is interrupted by

"Put her down Harry. You're being a dick" Nialls voice rings through the tense atmosphere.

Suddenly Harry slightly throws me to the left making my ankle hit a table. I hiss in pain and fall to the ground bringing my knees to my chest letting my emotions flow onto the fabric of my leggings.

"What the fuck!?? Harry stop being a dumbass. You fucking hurt her!!!!" Niall shouted pouting a finger at me while Kate stifled a laugh.

"What's so fucking funny?" I ask making everyone turn to Kate.

She fakes a sad look. She widened her eyes and pouted her lip.

"It's just it Harry scares me when he's angry." She say as she starts to "cry"

Harry turns to me "look a what you caused. You're so worthless"

He turns on his heels and picked Kate up bridal style whilst whispering sweet things into her ear.

With that I broke down into tears. Why can't I be beautiful and perfect like Kate. I'm a pathetic, worthless, fat bitch. I'm soo stupid.

"Hey, don't cry. " A beautiful Irish voice calls from across the room.

I looked up to Niall and for some reason it made me cry more. He crouched down and wiped the tears off of my face.

"You're beautiful don't let them get to ya. " He said embracing me into a hug that made your insides melt and possibly even cure cancer and cause world peace. His scent was something that I would have only dreamed of boys smelling like.

He pulled away from the hug and stared into my eyes. His eyes fluttered open and close.

He started to lean closer whilst staring at my lips. I felt myself lean toward him. It was like I was being pulled in by a magnet. I couldn't stop myself.

Suddenly Nialls face changed to Ryan's. I felt my eyes widen and I scrambled to my feet. I ran as fast as I could trying to get away from him. I was terrified. I felt tears run down my face, clouding my vision. I felt myself come to a halt as I ran into a person. I looked up a saw zayn.

"Hey?" he started "what's wrong?"

" I-i *hiccup* thought *hiccup* Niall was *hiccup* Ryan." I stumbled at trying to explain why I was such a mess at the moment.

He embraced me in a hug.

"Shhh. Come on. Let's go in my room and talk about it" Zayn said whilst patting me on the back.

We walked into his room and the first thing I noticed was his amazing artwork and his cigarets that laid on his nightstand.

"You smoke??" I asked with the most shocked look I could possibly muster on my face.

"Umm, yea. " He said while scratching the back of his neck

I awkwardly asked "Can I borrow some??"

His eyes widened and his jaw dropped gaping open.

"Ummm. Yea. I guess. Umm here" he said handing me the pack with an unsure face.

"Thanks" I said whilst pulling it up to my lips and lighting it.

"Soo.... umm..... What happened??" Zayn asked whilst taking in my appearance. I looked like shit. I knew I did.

I told him what happened and by the time I finished I was in tears. I'm such a screw up. I'm soo pathetic.

Zayn looked at me and came to hug me. He patted my back and whispered that it was going to be okay in my ear. Suddenly his door swung open an a very angry looking Niall stood at the door.

Zayn automatically let go of me and stood up to try and calm Niall down.

Nialls eyes filled with tears right before he looked at me and ran out of the room.

"This is all my fault." I whispered.

"Noo noo...... "Zayn started but Ididnt let him finish. I needed to get out of here. I need a release.

I ran down the stairs,out the door, and into the street. I didn't stop there. I wasn't going to stop until I found my release. I came to a halt when I noticed a large club that was already full of life.