This Love (Niall fanfiction)

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Cleo's P.O.V

The door was swung open with more power than I has expected. My head colliding with the door and me being knocked down, sliding across the floor.

The second my head hit the door, I gasped loudly, screamed and that lead to a murderous cry. I didn't know my lungs could take in so much air to build up a loud scream like that. He literally pushed the door with both hands using full force. I didn't care who the hell I woke up in the house, I was just ready to leave. Of all the times Niall and I get into a fight has to be the worst, my damn head feels like it wants to fall off and roll away. I'm kind of dizzy, but I'm not dizzy enough to not recognize Niall and stay away from him.

Greg came out and helped me. I couldn't stand on my own. It was strange. I felt like I was moving, but I'd be sitting down. My brain was jumbled together from the impact of the door.

The ride to the airport was hell. I hated being in the same car with him. I told him I hated him because I do. I do hate him for doing that. It was unnecessary. He got mad because I didn't tell him where I went.

Whenever the airplane ride was coming to an end I put back on my cardigan and I notice Niall staring at me in the corner of my eye. I started to glare at him and tell him to fuck off, but he'd probably just get more enraged.

Fucking asshole.

I want to repeatedly punch him in his throat. My head is swollen and I have an awful headache. My eyes are swollen and puffy, but I don't care right now. I lashed out on him whenever he tried to give me an ice pack. I was tired of his shit. I kept hitting him and pushing him.

We get off of the plane and go back to the car in silence.

"Don't touch me." I say irritated.

"I'm just giving you an ice pack." He sighs.

"Enough! I don't want anything from you or that has to do anything with you! You hurt me, case closed!" I snap.

"Cleo, why are you saying that? We're still dating aren't we?"

"I said enough!" I shout, having people stop their conversations and zone into ours. I feel bad just a bit for having everyone mumbling rude things to Niall about how he probably abuses me. I pace to the car before I get reeled back into Niall, his eyes water, but nowhere near as bad as mine were whenever I got hit with the door.

The radio was turned on in an attempt to ease the tension, but it is not working. I bring my fingers to the dial, fumbling with it at first, then I turned it off. Niall turns it back on like the idiot he is.

"I have a headache."

"Sorry, I didn't know." He says completely turning the radio off.

"Just like you didn't know I was behind that door." I fire back, rolling my eyes.

"Cleo, I'm seriously so so sorry. I can't keep saying sorry to you to show you how much I regret what I did. I didn't mean to hurt you at all. Verbally or physically." He says stopping at a red light.

"It doesn't matter where I went. You leave all the time and I never question you about it. Yet, the one time I leave to go somewhere, you jump down my throat. You did hurt me, Niall." I says quietly.

"I swear I didn't mean to hurt you. I was just mad and said those things. I'm sorry for opening the door that hard. I shouldn't have done that." He says focused on the road. "Cleo, you scared me whenever I heard you scream and cry like that. I've never seen you like that before." He runs his hands through his hair.

"Me? I scared you? No, Niall. The way you looked at me was like you wanted me dead." I face him.

"Fine, we scared each other. You hitting me over and over was unnecessary just like it was unnecessary for me to open the door like that on you."