Bad Blood {n.h}

Chapter Sixteen

A/N: I was going to make this two parts but I couldn't find a good place to stop so bare with me! (Its suuuper long)

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Addison's POV

I pulled back away from Niall for what felt like the hundredth time today, resting my forehead on his. 

"What time is it?" I rocked forward on his lap, reaching for my phone in my back pocket when he let out a low groan.

"Okay, do NOT do that." He warned and I couldn't help but laugh. 

"Sorry." I blushed, checking my time. 

"Holy shit, we've been making out for an hour." 

"Is that a problem?" He smirked while his hand found the small of my back. 

"Not at all." I leaned forward and kissed him softly, "but I must get going." 

He frowned. 

"Why?" 

"Because I need to check on Amelia. She said she wasn't feeling too good before she left so I just want to know if she's feeling better. Common curtsey I guess." I shrugged, removing myself off his lap.

"I'm pretty sure she's okay." He rested his head on his hand. 

"And how would you know this?" 

"Because about twenty minutes before you came over, she ran into me and let me have it." 

"Are you serious? Wow now I would really like to go talk to her." I angrily stomped my way to the door. 

"Addison, wait. It's not about what happened earlier, it was something else. Something you shouldn't ask her about." He stood off the couch and stuffed his hands in his pocket. 

"Well what is it? I won't ask her about it." I bit the inside of my cheek, suddenly nervous for no reason. 

"I can't tell you." He paused before adding, "Sorry." 

I took a slow deep breath, "I am so sick and tired of this secret crap. Everything is a fucking secret around here. It's always something. What bullshit excuse are you going to give me when I ask why can't you tell me?" 

"It's better if you didn't know." Niall stared me straight in the eyes, "It's for your own good, Addison." 

"For my own good? Wow haven't heard that before." I walked towards the door, "When you're ready to treat me like the big girl that I am, give me a call, 'cause right now you're treating me like I'm seven." 

And with my last words, I opened the door and slammed it behind me. 

I stormed over to my dorm, nearly knocking over a skinny blonde in my way. 

I reached the dorm and barged into the living space, storming pass Amelia and into my room. 

"Addi-" she started. 

"Don't fucking talk to me right now." I shouted before closing the door. 

"Babe, what the hell happened?" She knocked on the door, her accent traveling to my ears. 

"Not now."

"Chocolates are good when you're PMSing." She joked. 

"I'm not PMSing so please shut up." I groaned, not in the mood for her jokes. 

"Are you going to tell me what happened?" She carried the conversation through the door.

"Nope. The secret keeper is getting a taste of her own medicine."