27 . He ignores you at an award show (Part 2)

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By the time you arrive home , you had to turn your phone off completely to avoid the constant calls from Niall and the rest of the boys . You honestly didn't see why Niall chose the moment you left to be the moment he regained his senses . And you didn't even get why he wanted to go sit with Ellie anyways ! He hates her ! He only tolerates her because of publicity and because that's what the media wants to see !
Paying the taxi driver a little bit more than you should've , you exit the cab with heels in one hand and your purse and necklace in other . You huffed out a breath when you felt the first few raindrops hit your skin . How ironic , wasn't it ? The sky cried when you did .
All you wanted to do right then was take a long , hot shower and forget that this night even happened . Of course,  that was harder than said because you could still see the effects on the house that Niall had left behind when you two were getting ready together .
Dropping your heels , purse and jewelry by the door , you immediately start unzipping yourself as you walk to the bathroom . You didn't care that Niall might be home any minute now - you assumed that the award show was , indeed over - because if he didn't give a shit about you , you weren't going to give a shit about him .
You worked on getting all your make up off smoothly , while waiting for the water to fill your bathtub . You finally got yourself to stop crying , and thus forcing you to clearly see the mess you have become .
Cringing when you accidentally pull too hard on the eyelash , you finally sigh as you dispose of your tissues in the trash . Without nothing else left to do , you just settle on watching the tub filling pink with soap . You shiver in your bra and underwear .
You are not going to cry . You are not going to cry . You repeat it as if you were reciting the national anthem . Not going to cry . Not going to cry.
And tears fell .
You hit the wall with your fist , not caring about the pain . "Pathetic !" You scream . Your knuckles start to ache , forming an invisible bruise that will haunt you tomorrow .
And before you could injure yourself any further , you turned off the tap and hoped that submerging yourself,  the pain won't quite get to you .
Turns out , drowning yourself is mentally impossible .
Whenever you would get close to losing all air , something in you would kick -your body's own form of last resort - and you would be gasping in air . But then again , you weren't suicidal and you weren't just going to die because Niall gave up on you .
Not knowing what you were doing anymore , you climbed out of the bath and wrapped yourself in white , fluffy robe . Being left with nothing made you impulsive.
But as soon as you exited the bathroom , your eyes immediately caught onto the person standing in the doorway.
Niall's blue eyes widen.
But that wasn't what you saw first.
He was dripping wet .
A puddle was forming around his expensive shoes . His hair was wet , and his eyes were red - rimmed .
"How long have you being walking in the rain ?" The question slipped from your lips before you could stop them . Before you could stop yourself from not caring .
Because for God's sake , you would always care about him even though he stopped caring about you .
Niall lets out a shaky breath , water dripping at his every movement . "I .... I wasn't sure where y-you went a-and you weren't p-picking up so I-I walked from the s-studio to h-here . I d-didn't want to c-come home and r-realize you w-weren't here . I panicked. "
You wrap arms around your chest . Niall was shaking . You wanted to leave and get him a towel or something , but he wasn't done. He looked as if he was torn between stepping closer to you and staying where he was . "I... I think I was just s-scared that i-if I came h-home and you w-were a-actually here ... I w-wouldn't know what t-to say ."
You whisper . "An apology would be a start. "
And that took Niall to stumble forward . You took him in your arms first . You were still mad at him , and still sad , but he was shaking from the cold . He just walked God knows how many miles in a thunderstorm . For you .
"I'm s-sorry ." You can hear the chattering of Niall's teeth right by your ear . He wraps an arm around your waist and you embrace him back - wanting to give him the warmth of sun , if you could.
"Let's get you dried up , yeah ?" You mumur against the nape of his neck and he nods, laughing breathlessly . The two of you walk slowly into the bedroom , and Niall paused at the door , looking at you . You smile , "You can get the floor wet , doesn't matter . Sit down on the bed. "
"I'm sorry ." He says again as he settles into the cool white bedsheets . You turn your back to him and search for towels . "I ..... I was a dick , wasn't I ?"
"Mhm," you agree . You finally found a big enough towel and sit beside Niall , handing it to him. You watch as his hands shake , trying to take it from you , so you place your hands over his to steady him . Drying his hair first,  you two sit in silence - your eyes on your hands and his eyes glued on your face.
Niall clears his throat . "W-When I walked the c-carpet t-they kept shouting at me and -"
You interrupted him before you can burst into tears for the third time that night , "I think you have to um .... take off your shirt . It'll only make you more wet and cold ."
A moment of hesitation passes before he finally nods and his eyes tilt down to his fingers , who are already starting to work on his first button .
You watch as Niall slowly gets undressed before you . When his shirt if off , he turns to and asks politely , "My pants too right ?"
You nod.
And then he's naked before you .
Gulping,  he's quick to cover himself with the towel , and you prayed the redness on your cheeks had disappeared by the time he looked at you again .
He didn't even ask you if you wanted to hear him explain. Or his excuse . He just blurted out . "They kept telling me you weren't for me . All them were telling me cruel rumours. "
Your voice betrayed no shred of emotion . "Like ?"
Niall presses his eyes shut . "They told me you were c-cheating ?" Your breath hitches. You would never do that . "They told me you were fucking my friends when I would leave on tour . They told me that you were only there for my money . How you ....how you said you didn't love me ."
When the last sentence escapes his lips you knew that's what hit him the hardest . You could picture him out there - on the red carpet - trying not to break .
He sighs , running a sloppy hand through his damp hair . "And I guess all of those struck home . I shouldn't have ignored you and called you a bitch . I didn't know if you could tell , but I kept walking past you purposefully , just to see if you were okay . The reason I sat with Ellie was ... well , because her family pays me to go out in public with her ( I know this is not true but just imagine it ) . I thought , why not now , then ?"
"I don't care about Ellie fucking Goulding ." Your eyes can't quite meet his . You can feel yourself break . "I just don't know why you thought I was only with you because of your money ." He opens his mouth to speak , but you beat him to it . "I would never cheat on you , Niall . I..... I love you too much to do that ."
He presses his eyes shut . "Fuck , I love you too , Y/n . So much more than you can imagine ." He tears open his eyelids and he reaches a hand to cup your cheek . He speaks softly . "So much less than you deserve . I'm sorry . Again ."
"Do you promise not to do it again ?" You lean into his hand .
He smiles , "So there's going to be a next time ?"
You shrug , teasing . "You could always go with Ellie ."
"She's horrible ." He pulls you to his chest , sighing in pleasure at your after-bath scent.  "Nothing like you . Not a single touch of wonder ."
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"Hey." You lift your head up , after a while of him whispering sweet nothings into your ear . "Since I'm practically naked ..... and you're naked ...."
Niall can't contain the smirk that tug on his lips . "Make-up sex ?"
"Ellie could probably fuck you better ." You bite your lip seductively .
"Please ." Niall throws his towel aside and unties your robe . "Nobody rides me like you , Princess ."
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