Bullied [Niall Horan Fan-fic.]

I'm sorry.

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{Niall's P.O.V}

I slam my bedroom door and sink down to the floor. I sob into my hands because of the sight I have just seen.

Jasmine cheating on me.

~Flashback~

I decided to surprise Jaz at school today. We leave for tour in about a week and a half. So I want to spend as much time with her that I can.

I walk into the dance room but stop when I hear music. Someone must be practicing. I slowly walk in to see Jaz and Cyler practicing. The dance they're doing is like the waltz. My breath hitches when Cyler pulls Jaz closer by the small of her back.

He dips his head and presses his lips on hers. Tears brim in my eyes and I run out without waiting a minute.

How can she does this to me?

~End of Flashback~

Thinking of the memory I break into a set of fresh tears.

Why would she cheat on me? Did I not mean anything to her? Was this entire relationship a joke?

I reach into my pocket and pull my phone out. I open Twitter and read the tweets.

Kill yourself already!

Quit the band you piece of shit!

Nobody likes you!

I hope you get your heart broken!

Little did that girl know that I already have. I stand up and walk to my dresser drawer. Jaz and the lads had taken all my razors but I still had one. My dad had given me a knife for my birthday. It's used for camping and no one knew about it. I walk into the bathroom and slide down the wall again. I open a new tweet and wipe my eyes.

@NiallOffical: Goodbye.

I set my phone down and open the switchblade. Here goes nothing.

{Jasmine's P.O.V}

Today has been the longest day ever. I had classes all day. Now, thankfully, I have practice. I'm not sure what it is about dancing but... it makes me feel whole. I dropped my bag on a chair and wait for Cyler to get here. He and I are both auditioning for the dance school. So we decided to do a dance together. 

"Hey Jaz!" He chirps walking in.

"Hey. You ready?" I ask taking my sweater off. He nods and turns the cd player on. We start on our routine and we do pretty good. At the end of the routine he pulls me closer by the small of my back.

"What are you do-" I ask only to be cut off by the feeling of unfamiliar cold lips on mine. I stand their in shock for a second before pulling away.

"WHAT THE HELL CYLER?" I shout pushing him away.

"Jaz you know I've always liked you. And I know you like me." He says casually. He reaches forward to grab my hand but I pull away.

"No I don't like you! I love Niall. Not you!" I shout.

"Oh please. I can give you so much more than that stupid dumbass." He spits. I get angry and slap him hard across the face.

"Don't you EVER talk about Niall like that! He is more of a man than you will ever be!" I shout before running to grab my bag. I hurriedly run out the door to my car. I fling open the door and sit down. I rest my forehead on the steering wheel and silently cry.