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Winter At Cabin, Year 9, Part 4 {Not Edited}

*Age 19. Winter, Year 9 at Cabin. Kloet's POV*

  Greg opened up the front door of the cabin and I walked in, Niall and Tiffany behind. I took off my shoes and held them in my hand before turning around to face the rest of them.

  "I'm going to bed." I muttered, letting out a sigh and walked up the stairs slowly and into my room. I let my shoes fall to the hard wooden floor right when I shut my door. Finally.

  Walking over to my dresser, I shrugged off my sweater and pulled out my pajamas. I tumbled into the bathroom and changed out of my dress, took off all my make up, brushed my teeth and pulled my hair up into a pony tail. So tired. But so hungry. I walked out of the bathroom and slipped on my socks before walking downstairs and into the kitchen.

  The fridge door was open, the bright light shined throughout the big kitchen. I stood up on my tippy toes to see who was at the fridge. Just great.

  Rolling my eyes, I slowly walked over to the pantry and opened it up, creating a big ruckus. I turned around quickly to see Niall with food stuffed in his mouth and alarmed wide eyes. I smiled but quickly melted my lips into a straight line.

  "Sorry, I didn't see you." He apologized after gulping down the food that was spilling out of his mouth. I rolled my eyes again and turned around to the pantry and pulled out a packet of cookies. I ignored Niall and set the cookies on the island in the middle of the kitchen and reached over to the cupboards and picked out a glass. I whipped my head around and screamed, the glass slipping out of my hand. Shit, he scared me.

  "Sorry!" Niall quickly apologized and bended down to pick up the broken pieces of glass. I placed my hand over my heart and side stepped out of his way. Oh no, what if I woke everyone up!

  I watched Niall as he carried the glass in his palm and through the shreds into the garbage before turning back towards me. The hell is wrong with him?!

  "Can we talk? Please." He asked me, taking a step towards me, I took a step back and shook my head 'no'. No way. What does he even want to talk about? There's obviously nothing to talk about!

  "Kloet, please." He whispered and looked me in the eyes with glossy eyes. I gulped down the lump that was rising in my throat and looked away, stepping towards the cupboard and pulling out another glass and setting it on the island.

  "No." I answered, moving towards the fridge and pulled out a carton of milk.

  "Please baby." He begged. My hand squeezed the glass cup as I poured in the milk. Baby? He has got to be on drugs or something, he can't just 'baby' me.

  I put the milk away and ripped open the cookies packet, ignoring Niall and was about to pull out a few cookies but Niall pulled on my elbow, making me face him.

  "We need to talk." He said sternly, I narrowed my eyes at him and pulled my arm out of his grip. Someone please help this crazy person.

  "We don't need to talk, Niall. Now leave me alone." I struggled to keep my voice down. He looked me in the eyes and then down at my arm before grabbing me by my arm and pulling me upstairs. I struggled to get out of his grip, he literally has a death grip.

  "Niall, stop!" I whispered, trying to get out of his grip. He ignored me and grabbed the latter before pushing me up the latter and into the attic. Once he came up and shut the door I glared at him.

  "What the hell is wrong with you?!" I shouted at him. Who does he think he is?!

  "I told you we needed to talk but you wouldn't listen to me." He shrugged and took a seat on the floor.

  "There is nothing we need to talk about Niall! You cheated on me, now we are broken up, end of discussion!" I spat and crossed my arms over my chest.

  "Please Kloet, I really want to make it work." He mumbled and pulled his legs to his chest.

  "Make what work, Niall?! You are too damn confusing!" I groaned and let my arms drop to my side. I'm already so tired, I can already feel a headache coming along.

  "Us work. Kloet, I want you to be my girlfriend again." He said, standing up and moved towards me, holding my elbow and looked me in the eyes. Oh God.

  "No. How can you even ask me that?! You already have a girlfriend!" I shouted, taking a step back and shook my head. He needs to get some help...soon.

  "She's not my girlfriend. You're my girlfriend." He said, taking a step closer to me and pulling me into his chest. Therapy. Now.

  "Stop it, Niall!" I shouted at him, pushing him away from me but he held me in place. I looked up at him and he was staring down at my lips. No, Kloet, Stop it. Snap out of it!

  Slowly he leaned down and began to kiss me, my lips moving with his. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I was about to wrap my arms around his neck until my mind snapped back to reality. Snap out of it, Kloet!

  I quickly pulled away and pushed him away from me and turned around.

  "Kloet, please." He begged, I shook my head. Don't cry, Kloet. Don't cry! Remember, cold as winter! Cold! Winter!

  "Please stop." I whispered, my voice cracking and a tear slipped out of my eyes. C-o-l-d! Don't cry, Dad will be disappointed! You are strong!

  "I'm sorry for everything, Kloet. Please, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'll say sorry as many times as I need to, just please. Please baby." Niall begged, his voice cracking too.

  "If you're sorry, why did you even do it? And even if you wanted me back I would have to say no. I don't like Tiffany but I wouldn't let you cheat on her." I said, turning around to face him. It's true, I don't like Tiffany but I couldn't bare to let myself hurt her like that. That's just cruel.

  "Honestly, I don't know. It's just all the stress with being famous and all that. I-I just needed a distraction but you weren't there so I just..." He trailed off, his eyes glued to the floor.

  "What could I do? Did you think I'd have sex with you or something? You are just like every other guy aren't you? Like all guys all you want is sex! I'm right aren't I?!" I shouted, balling my fists at my side.

  "No, no!" He quickly replied, his eyes jolting up to meet mine.

  "I meant distraction as in we could talk, cuddle, go on a date or something to distract me from the world. I wanted to just be with you but I couldn't. I'm sorry." He explained, looking back down at the floor. Kloet, you aren't being cold anymore! Your freezing snow is melting, stop!

  "Oh. Still, you're dating Tiffany, Niall. I wouldn't ever want to hurt her like that." I mumbled. He looked up at me and smiled.

  "I'll break up with her!" He cheered! I frowned and shook my head.

  "You can't be serious! She will be heart broken, you are jumping around happy, have you even thought about how she'd feel?!" I asked him. Selfish jerk.

  "I doubt it, I think she's already cheating on me." He shrugged, I shook my head.

  "Please, Kloet." He begged, pouting out his bottom lip.

  "I don't know, Niall. You cheated on me, right in front of my eyes. I won't be able to forget that." I told him, squeezing away the tears that were going to spring at the memory.

  "Will you at least think about it? Please." He asked, hope filling his eyes. I sighed and nodded, giving him a half smiled. He smiled brightly and wrapped his arms around me, squeezing me in a big hug.

  I can't believe I'm even considering this. I think we both need some help.

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