Make Me Break (n.h. + h.s.)(Punk!Niall)

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-One

I turned away from the door, my eyes narrowing at the brunette leaning against the stair well. He gave a devilish smirk, propping himself up a little more with his elbow. He hadn't changed since the last time I'd seen him, he still had this cockiness to him, he probably had a few new tattoos, but really he was the same.

"It's good to see you too Ni."

"Don't call me Ni, only my friends call me Ni." I hissed at him, trying not to lash at him. 

"What's with all the bitterness here? I thought we were friends."

"We are anything but friends Tomlinson, you fucking know why I'm bitter." 

"You can't seem to let stupid things go. Jesus Niall it was over a year ago, get over it." 

"I won't get over it Louis, you fucking broke my best friend."

"There seems to be an awful lot of people breaking around here... Besides, whoever said it was me?" Louis finally stood up straight, but he decided to look at his hands instead of me.

"I did, you wanna know why Louis? Or are you going to just act stupid?"

"Please, enlighten me." Louis looked at me finally, smiling like the son of a bitch he is.

"You fucking hit him. You made him feel like he didn't even deserve to live. You broke my best friend, because you're a selfish asshole. Fucking go to hell Louis." 

"Why don't you join me? You're not so innocent Niall, I know what you did." 

"The fuck are you talking about?" 

"I think you know exactly what I'm talking about Niall, or do you need a reminder?" Louis' hand touched my cheek stroking it softly.

"Don't fucking touch me." I spat, pushing his hand away. 

"Why? You weren't complaining too much the last time Ni." 

"Don't call me Ni you bastard." 

"You know, I like it when you call me names... It's cute how you think you're tougher than me..." Then he shoved me against the wall, smirking at me.

"Get off me." 

"No." 

"Louis, get the fuck off me." I shoved at him, but he wouldn't budge. The smile on his face just grew bigger, his hands were now resting on my hips, pinning me against the wall.

"I don't think I will... I like it right here... So close to you..." His breath tickled the hairs on my neck, making me tense even more. I placed my hands on his chest, and tried to shove him off.

"Get off me!" I yelled, shoving as hard as I could. I finally got him off me, his butt hitting the ground with an audible thud. His eyes were suddenly filled with anger, and I felt terror run through me. Louis jumped up from the ground, shoving me against the wall again. 

"You don't fucking push me." He hissed into my ear, grabbing a hold of my hair. He banged my head against the wall slightly, earning a small whimper from me.

"Do I make myself clear?" I nodded, not liking the feeling he was giving me. 

"Good. That's a good boy." He whispered, kissing my cheek slightly. I cringed away from him, closing my eyes. 

"You know Niall, I don't appreciate this attitude you're giving me... It'd be a shame if I talked to Harry... Let him know what you did... Does he know that you know?"

"Know what?"

"That little girl isn't Harry's... Is it Niall?"

"What are you talking about?"