It's Gotta Be You ~One Direction Fanfic

Part Fifteen

Niall’s POV

I woke up to the sound of knocking on our door; I looked around the room and the other boys seemed to be asleep. I sighed and slid out of my warm bed. I groggily walked over to the door and saw an envelope on the floor, it had my name written on it, and I didn’t recognise the hand-writing. I opened the door and poked my head out, but I didn’t see anyone out there. I shrugged and walked back inside. I stood just in front of the now closed door and opened the envelope. There was one piece of paper inside and I pulled it out.

It was a picture.

I gasped and literally felt my heart break. It was a picture of Sophia… kissing her ex-boyfriend, Josh, I think his name was. It had the date in the corner, it was the date of Mel’s birthday… this year. My vision blurred as the tears formed in my eyes, as I continued to stare at the picture, feeling as though a knife had been repeatedly stabbed in my chest.

“Who was at the door mate?” Liam asked from behind me, making me jump and turn around, “Whoa, mate what’s wrong?” I tried to talk but nothing would come out so I handed him the picture instead. “Mate, I’m sorry,” Liam whispered looking back at me and giving me the picture again, “I really thought she was the one for you…”

“So did I,” I whispered, my voice cracking.

“Come on Niall,” Liam said putting a hand on my shoulder and leading me back into the main room.

“I’m sure it’s not what it looks like,” He said after a moment.

“Not what it looks like?!” I shouted, and Zayn, Louis, and Harry all sat up bolt right in bed, wide eyed, “She’s kissing her ex-boyfriend!”

“What’s going on?” Harry mumbled groggily.

“I’m going to kill him!” I hissed.

“Whoa, Nialler’s angry,” Louis smirked.

“Not now Louis,” I snapped and stormed out the room, hearing Liam shout my name as I left. I banged my fist on the girls room as loud as I could.

“Coming,” I heard a muffled voice, but I carried on hitting the door, “Alright, alright, I’m coming!” The voice shouted. The door opened to reveal a groggy looking Mel.

“Where’s Sophia?” I asked coldly, the picture clutched tightly in my hand. I wasn’t sure what I was doing, but I had to do something right? I was also vaguely aware of all the guys standing around me.

“I don’t know what’s going on with you now, but I don’t think coming in here all angry is going to help,” Mel said logically.

“I don’t care what you think Mel, just let me through,” I snapped.

“No, I won’t let you through Niall, you’re angry and this isn’t going to help anybody,” Mel persisted.

“Look at this,” I huffed and pushed the picture towards Mel, she looked at it for a second and then looked back to me.

“Niall, don’t be stupid, Sophia would never go back to him, not after what he did, she loves you. Besides, that was probably taken when they were going out,” Mel shrugged.

“Mel, it has the date on it, your birthday, this year,” I snapped.

“Well it’s got to be photoshopped or something; she wouldn’t do that! I know her better than anyone; now go back to your room, calm down and then we’ll all talk about that,” She gestured to the picture in my hand, “Together, in a calm situation and get it all sorted out.”

“Fine,” I shouted, knowing I wasn’t going to win, I stormed back to my room and grabbed my clothes before going into the shower and trying to calm myself down.