This Love (Niall fanfiction)

chapter 83

Niall's P.O.V

Whenever I nod she goes off on me saying that I'm not taking her seriously whenever she said that If I repeat my actions again, she'll dump me. I am taking her seriously, but she keeps shouting at me.. and she's literally right next to me. We're still on this recliner.

"Cleo, you need to calm down. I'm taking you seriously." I remove my arm from around her and run it over my hair.

"No you aren't! You're just sitting here not saying anything!" What the hell am I supposed to say? I thought we were over this topic anyway already. She's over reacting and I know If I call her out on it, she'll probably hit me in the face, then I'll start screaming at her.

"What do you want me to say?" I sigh in defeat. I don't want to argue with her right now or in general, she just told me that I needed to straighten up and here she is being a damn drama queen.

She opens her mouth, ready to yell again and I cut her off.

"Whenever you want to talk to me without shouting in my face, then come talk." I tell her and get off of the recliner without looking at her. She's probably rolling her eyes or some shit.

I pull out my stack of papers that Liam gave me whenever he asked me to help him fill out college stuff. He's already in college, but he's transferring to a higher university, so he has to fill out a bunch of papers. He already has a huge pile at his flat, so I offered to help him to take some of the stress off of his shoulders. I know how bad he wants to transfer and I want to help him, so that he can go. I'll be sad that my friend left, but he said we can visit him often.

I circle his information on the papers and put them in separate stacks on the bed, signed papers, unfinished papers, blank papers.

"Cleo, get out." I exhale as she comes closer and sits on the bed.

"No, I want to stay in here with you. I just wanted to talk to you." She tucks her hair behind her ear, looking at me, but my eyes are focused on the papers that I work on.

"I'm busy right now. Hold on."

I had a feeling she was going to swipe her hand across the bed, making the papers fly off of it.

"Cleo! These aren't even my papers! What the hell is wrong with you? Liam needs his papers in a few days and you mixed them all up." I say through my clenched teeth and my jaw it tightened as she looks a little surprised.

"Don't touch the papers. Just leave them on the floor, I'll pick them up." I shooe her away and she makes this sad looking face. She put this on herself, so no, I don't feel sorry for her in anyway right now.

"You thought these were mine, so you hit them to the floor just to make me mad. I'm actually mad at the fact that you had the audacity to do this just because I "wasn't taking you seriously"." I pick the papers up, in the order that they were piled in.

"You were acting like you weren't even listening to me!" She defends.

"And you're acting like you're on your fucking period over here yelling at me, you gremlin!" I shout back, standing up to stand in front of her. I know she doesn't like to be called that, but I honestly don't care even more.  Her hand goes up, slapping me extremely hard on my cheek, and I glare deathly at her, breathing rapidly, with my fists clenched at me sides. I won't hit her, but I would love to just leave this fucking house before I absolutely snap on her.

Her eyes scan my body and notice how frustrated I am, seeing my fists balled up, and my state of anger. Cleo's eyes widen, looking back up at me. I can't control my mind at this point, my eyes switch on me and I view her as a man at the bar.