Pour Your Love (Diall)

Chaptah Twenty-Nine - Backfired

Hiiiiii.

So, how y'all doin'? I'm sooooooo happy! Why?

The One To Blame's publish date is on January... somethin'.

But, at the same time, I'm sad.

I planned Pour Your Love to end before the new year comes.

But, I do request something.

Can we pleeeease make this one reach to 3K before it's over?

Thanks for all the votes, comments and reads and follows! I really appreciate that!

@luxuriousdiall, gosh, I want an iPhone, too. But, I'm only using my iTouch. :(

Anyway, I think that this is the last official chaptah. Sad to say. But, I am not sure.

But, I promise there'll be an epilogue! PROMISE!

Here is Chaptah Twenty-Nine - Backfired.

Warning: A lot of bad words will be used in this chaptah.

Enjoy.

-/-/-

Demi's P.o.V.

Niall left after the movie. I kissed him and he went to his own hotel. I decided to go downstairs to get the most luxurious dinner when someone suddenly opened the door.

"Hey, Lovato. Ya around?"

I turned around to see her. She was the worst of all the people I met.

Sasha.

"What the hell do you want?" I crossed my arms.

"Don't be mean to Niall's future wife," She smirked. "I came here to talk to you, Niall's future ex."

"Ex? No, he'll never do that!"

"You wish, Demetria. But, I'll have him."

I got really angry and slapped her in the face. She got mad and also slapped me in the face. Later, we were already punching and hitting each other.

"Bitch!" She yelled.

"Slut!" I backfired.

"You're a slut!" She glared.

"No, you are!" I glared back.

"No!" She screamed.

"Yes!"

"No!"

"I said fucking yes!"

"I said fucking no!"

"You're a slut!"

"Niall wants to break up with you!"

"No, he doesn't!"

"Yes, he does!"

"No, he does not!"

Niall enters the room and dropped the Nando's he bought for me when he saw the two of us fighting for him.

"What's going on?!" Niall asked.

"She did it!" Me and Sasha answered in unison. Then, we looked at each other.

"What the hell is going on here?!"

"She's a slut!" I yelled.

"She's a bitch!" Sasha screamed.

"Tell me!" He finally yelled and stomped his foot, hard. The two of us became silent. A man in a suit enters and glares at Sasha.

"Sasha, I told you not to fuck up with their relationship," He said. "You know what? You're fired."

"WHAT?!" We all yelled.

"Yes, Sasha's fired."

"F-Fired?!" Sasha shouted. "Mr. Wilson, you can't do this to me! I'm your best actress ever!"

"Little white lies," He smirked.

"Not to barge in, but, who are you, sir?" I asked.

"He's my manager, bitch," Sasha crossed her arms.

"Was her manager," Mr. Wilson corrected her. "Do you even know what began when you entered Hollywood? Everyone in the whole world hated you to bits. No one never liked you. Since then, I planned to put you in that failing movie. You don't deserve to be in Hollywood. We all knew you faked your tears and lied that we accepted you in Hollywood. No one really appreciated you."

"But, what about Daniel?" She asked. "Daniel cared for me."

"No, he didn't. We told him to fake his care for you, so that you'd think that he cares for you."

"Liars!" She shrieked and stormed off. "Next time, I'll get you, Lovato! You'll see!"

"Mr. Wilson, where do you think she'll be heading to?" Niall poked Mr. Wilson.

"I don't know, I'm not her manager anymore," He shrugged. "We all knew how she hated you to bits because you got Niall to your side, instead of hers. She's very power-hungry."

"More of fame-hungry," I smirked.

"Yes, fame-hungry. She wants to be the star of Hollywood," Mr. Wilson continued. "But, we all know that there are only three stars of Hollywood: Beyoncé, One Direction and Justin Bieber."

I frowned. "Oh."

"Don't be so sad, princess. Someday, you'll get there."

"Well, I best be off. Have a nice future," Mr. Wilson leaves after waving his hand at us.

"I'm glad that's over," I mumbled. "Freedom from Sasha's insults and bitchy words."

"Demi, don't swear," Niall said. "It doesn't suit MY princess at all. You could use a good grin and a positive tone, though."

I kissed him. "Of course, I do."

"I just realized something."

"What is it?"

"SHE JUST GOT BACKFIRED!"

"Heck yeah."

• • • • • • • • • • • •

Niall's P.o.V.

It was already the 24th of December when Demi came to England. She gave each one of us gifts.

"Harry, a jacket."

"Liam, a fork."

"Zayn, a mirror."

"Louis, a carrot."

"And, Nialler, a kiss," She kisses me and the room was filled with 'YIEEEEEE's all over.

"Why you so awesome?" I asked.

"That's because I love you. Now, you better pour your love."

I will pour my love for you, Demi.

-/-/-

OH MY GOD I'M CRYING!

So, this is the last official chaptah of PYL. But, I'll make an epilogue. Or, maybe two of them!

SEE YA.

Love,

Leafy.