It's now been 8 days since I saw Niall at the club. He's texted, called me, literally done everything to contact me, but I've ignored him. I know I shouldn't be THIS upset about it, but I am. I started to fall for him and he fucked me over. I haven't moved from my bed for anything unless I went to take a shower. I've been in bed for 8 days straight.
"El you really need to get up and do something. This is extremely unhealthy." Camary shifts on my bed.
"I don't really care." I turn over and bring the sheets closer to me.
"What he did was wrong... I know, but you shouldn't let this eat you away like this. I'm-" Camary is cut off by a knock on the door. We look at each other in confusion.
"If that's Niall again I'm going to fucking kill him." I stand to my feet pull on pants. I walk to the door and slam open the door.
"Niall can you-" my words stop as I stare at the tall figure before me.
"Ella." He says in a low whisper.
"Josh..." Josh Winston. My ex-boyfriend. Who, not to mention, cheated on me then followed me around for months. "What are you doing here?" My throat is now dry. I close the door behind me and move outside.
"I wanted to catch up. We haven't seen each other in 2 years." He stuffs his large hands in his pocket and smiles.
"Catch up... yeah." I look for something to say but nothing comes out. How the hell did he know I was in Cali and how does he know where I live?!
"How did you know where I was?" I ask and cough.
"Oh I-I looked you up." Because looking up your ex girlfriend who hates you isn't creepy...
"Oh." I hear the door open behind me. Camary is standing awkwardly leaning on the door frame.
"Josh i have to go. I'll talk to you later." I move Cam out of the way and walk inside.
"Alright. Bye Ella." He waves and waits for me to close the door. Once the door is closed, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.
"Who was that?" Camary asks and pulls back her hair.
"Josh." I stare at the floor. Why was he here? What will he do to me? Why would he look for me?
"Your ex? The crazy one?" Her expression changes, she's worried. She knows what he's capable of.
"Yeah." I take in my lower lip and lean against the door.
"What are you going to do? He knows where you live now." She mentions. Right, he knows where I live.
I had a restraining order on him... but it was only legal in Florida... I'm in California. He can do whatever he wants. He's stronger than me.
"Ella I know you're over thinking, calm down." Cam walks towards me and places her hands on my shoulders lightly. She's right, I always over think.
"Okay. I'm okay." I take in a deep breath then let it out. Everything will be okay.
"You sure?" She almost whispers. I nod and give a reassuring smile. "Okay. I'll trust you." Cam brings me into a hug and wraps her hands around me tightly.
"I have to go. My sister needs me to help her move things into her new house. I will be back tomorrow morning to check on you. Be careful, I don't want crazy comin back here and messin with you because i'll have to kick ANOTHER ass." She laughs and playfully pushes me.
"Kick another ass?" I ask confused.
"I'm kicking Niall's." She winks and opens the door. I laugh and lean on one foot.
"Thank you for being here... it means a lot to me." I lean against the door frame and sigh.
"Always." She says and gives me a thumbs up. Once she walks off, I close and lock the door behind me. I check all windows to make sure they are locked and walk toward my room. I'll be sleeping the rest of the day. Possibly stuffing my face with sugary food.
Once I enter my bedroom, I lock it and lay on my bed. I grab my phone and click the home button.
*6 missed calls from Niall*
I ignore them and turn my phone off. I lay back and sigh. I hate this. I get so used to talking to him and then he does this bullshit. Whatever, his lose. No, my lose. I like him so much. Okay I need to stop. He's brainwashed me.
I shut my eyes and cover my face with the sheets. I'll just sleep to make all these thoughts leave.
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Sorry this was short but I thought I should update since I haven't in so long ._.
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Sexting Niall Horan
FanfictionMy name is Ella Styles, and no I'm not related to Harry Styles. I'm 18 years old and recently graduated from high school. I would say that I'm tall and fit. My dark brown hair stops in the middle of my back and I have brown eyes. I'm from Florida, b...