Chapter 20- I Need An Irish Gawd of a Friend at a Time Like This

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"What the hell?!" I screamed throwing random things at my door.

Soon my screams turned into whimpers and my whimpers turned into cries.

I cried for a long time. I tried calling him a hundred times but no answer.

"I need someone to talk to," I breathed.

I pulled out my phone and texted the one person I think I could trust.

*B- Can you come over? I need someone to talk to.

N- Sure what's your address?

B-423 N Lansbury

N- Be there in five*

I threw my phone and covered my head with a pillow.

I had on his shirt.

His.

I just rolled over and cried some more.

"Oh my god, Bella what's wrong?" Niall asked sitting on my bed.

"Your asshole of a friend." I sat up wiping my eyes.

"Oh my god did, Zayn?" He said covering his mouth.

"No, Louis. He freaking led me on and up and outta nowhere left me." I said sniffling.

"Oh god, Bella. He just needs some time to think about what he's gonna do and no matter what he'll come back and tell you." He said.

"You promise?" I said.

"I cross de heart." He said.

"Thanks Niall." I said smiling and giving him a hug.

"I'm sleepy." I said.

"I'm gonna go den. If you need anything let me know." He said walking out.

I smiled to myself.

He is such a great friend.

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