1D) Adopted by Niall Horan *Under Major Editing

Ch. 7 The Cold Hard Truth

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Zayn's POV

I woke up to the sound of someone rapping on my door at ten o'clock in the morning. I got up and went down to answer the door.

It was Niall. "Hi Niall," I said, cheerfully, "I'm glad that you're back. Ellie has missed you like...." "Tell me, you dirty rotton bastard," he sneered. His comment surprised me. "Tell you what?" I asked. "That you took Ellie and hurt her, that's what," he yelled. Oh Lord.

"No Niall, it was Katie," I said, putting my hands up, "And its a really long story and kind of weird, I'm almost excited to tell you because you'll laugh a little because when I brought her home, Prada...." "Oh shut it Zayn," he said. This wasn't going to end well, I could feel it.

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Ellie's POV

"Tell me, you dirty rotton bastard," I heard. I woke up and continued to hear people talking. I ran down the stairs to see what was going on.

"I didn't hurt Ellie," Zayn said, "You little bitch of a girlfriend did!" "She would never," the other voice said, "Katie is amazingly sweet and wouldn't dare do something like that." "Well, believe it, Ni," Zayn said, "She did. She played you like a card." "She wouldn't do something like that!" Niall yelled. I got there just in time to see Niall's fist collide with Zayn's face.

"He didn't do anything!" I shouted as I ran away to my room. He was an abuser. Niall. I could feel my heart break just thinking about it. My daddy. And to think that I excepted him and sat by him when he was lonely.

I cried for a long time before anything happened. I was getting calls like crazy, so I turned my phone off. I was sick of it all. Sick of the abuse. Sick of the fakers. Sick of the hypocrites. Sick of the bastards. Sick of the bitches.

Someone knocked on my door. "Go away!" I shouted. "It's Zayn," the voice said. I opened the door to see Zayn. The expression on his face was painful. There was a huge bruise on his jaw from where Niall punched him. "I have to go," he said, "Meeting for Perrie." "Okay," I told him, "I don't mind." He left without another word.

Another knock came to my door. "Ellie," Niall said, "Please listen." His tone was pitiful, his voice cracked and was soft and quiet. "No," I said, "You hurt Zayn." I could hear his sobs outside my door, but I didn't give in.

A little while later, Niall took out his guitar and sang against my door. It was was a beautiful song and his guitar playing was flawless. "Nothing can come between you and I," he sang, "Not even the Gods above, can separate the two of us, nothing can cone between you and I." I smiled as he continued, singing every song that he knew.

"Ellie," he said after a while, "Please hear me out." I opened the door and let him in. He sat on the bed beside me. "Ellie," he said, "I only punched Zayn because I thought that he hurt you. I was just trying to protect you. I'm sorry that it hurt you." "It's okay," I said, "I forgive you." He smiled a little. "Now what really happened at the house while I was gone?" he asked. I sighed. Here comes a broken heart.

I looked at him as I finished telling him all that happened. "She threw a party at my house," he said, "And she's cheating on me?" I nodded as tears dripped down his face. "I'm so sorry," he said, "Why am I so stupid?" "You are smart," I said, "You just need some work." He was to busy crying. I hugged him and petted his hair. "It's okay," I said, "You're better than her." He still didn't respond.

"I loved her," he said, "And she ripped up my heart and threw it on the ground." "It will be okay," I said, "It really will." I could tell that he didn't believe me. His face was covered in pain, to the point where it hurt me. "She never loved me," he whispered, "She used me to get to a piece of garbage boy and throw a party in my house."

"You should probably sue her, too," Zayn said as he snuck in, "She broke a wrist, a chandelier, and the bar is no longer usable." He shook his head. "Let her have the money," he said, "I don't ever want to talk to her again." "Have it your way," he said, shrugging, "Let's go watch, 'We're the Millers." Rated R. Great. I watched it anyway, for Niall.

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