He Cared (Niall Horan)

Chapter 5

I started hyperventilating.  Where did this come from?  And why so sudden? Oh my god I'm horrified.

"AMY, ARE YOU ALRIGHT OH MY GOD GUYS AMY'S DYING." Zayn shouted.  Bitch much.  I have to poop.

"I'M FINEEEE," I dragged out the word, if I laughed right now I swear, I'd shit right here.

"Hey Nool--"

"Excuse me."

"Yeah um, Null--"

"I beg your pardon."

"NIALL WHERE'S THE BATHROOM?!"

"HOLY SHIT ARE YOU ON YOUR MONTHLY LADY TIME."  10 points to Niall for embarassing me.

"Yeah shut the fuck up and take me to the bathroom."  He looked a bit taken aback by my words, but what can I say, I am feisty aye.

I'm actually not on my period, I just figured it'd be a lot less embarassing than to admit I had some shit on the way.

I literally had to stop myself from moaning it felt so good to release it all.

Innuendo much.

(Innuendo--something that sounds like a sexual reference when you're not trying to make it sound like one.  "That's what she said.")

But the second I walked out of the bathroom, I saw Niall waiting for me.  To me, he's like that guy that you see at school or something, and when you look at him, you can imagine those late night confessions you share, while watching movies together, or just chatting all the time no matter what.  I can just picture him being my best guy friend, my best friend.  But he thinks I'm some suicidal phsyco chick.  I don't know him-- at all.  And he doesn't know me.  At all.  But I don't know, I can just picture us together, as maybe more than friends.  But why is that?  When we're basically just strangers to each other.  And why am I so attracted to him?  Why?

"Hey Aim, you alright?" He asked, hands in pockets.

"Oh yeah, I'm fine."

I'm fine.  Everyone should know, that even the "happiest, smiliest" girls, aren't.  It's a facade.  When they say "I'm fine," they, are, not, fine.  They're broken and confused.  Lost and disoriented.  Mixed up priorities, and lonely.  They are anything but fine.  I am not fine.

"Oh okay, c'mon back to the living room."

Damnnn, I was expecting some chocolates, niggas supposed to do that when he finds out his lady friend is on her period.  Or if she just really has to poop.  Potato Patatto.  (A/N let's just laugh at my potato patatto attempt yay)

And we didn't kiss that night.  Nothing happened.  I'm too hopeful, too delusional.  I'm fine.  No, I'm broken, my mother hates me.  I'm confused, does Niall even like me as a friend?  I'm lost, who even cares for me these days?  I'm disoriented, blades and music notes are the only things that can make me smile.  My priorities are everywhere, cutting before bedtime, singing myself to sleep with tears.  And I'm lonely, I am alone.

I'm fine.

You'd be amazed by how much a smile can hide.

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EYYYYYYYYYYY, THIS ONES LONGER THAN THE USUAL HOLLA, hey um guys, can you pls comment if you're reading this or if it's in your library, even if you don't like it?  Oh, why don't you just tell us whether it's going good or not!!!!!  MMKAY THANKS NIG ILY ALL BYEEEEEE

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Lily (#ohthefabulousity)