Horan Next Door (a Niall Horan fanfiction)

Chapter 12: Talk to me

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It's now Saturday. It feels like it's been weeks since I've talked to Niall, but it's only been a few days.

I've called, left voicemails. Texted. Knocked on his door. I've tried everything.

I just need him to talk to me. If he talks to me, it will fix me!

The last few days I haven't gone out other then to knock on his door. I've just sat at home watching movies and eating ice cream.

We weren't even dating but I really liked Niall. I trusted him. He trusted me. And now he 'thinks' I broke that trust.

I wish he would just hear me out! Maybe he'd understand! I haven't heard him leave his apartment.

I miss him.

~~Niall's POV~~

It was Tuesday night. Around 10-10:30 pm. I just got home from rehearsal with the boys.

Skyler and I haven't talked since I sang to her. We've texted a bit but I've been so busy.

I was shocked that she didn't know about me being in One Direction. It's kinda cool though, meeting a girl who doesn't obsess over you!

I heard footsteps through the hallway and I automatically knew it was Sky. I went to the washroom to check how I looked. I quickly ran a hair through my quiff and walked to the front door and opened it.

My eyes, nor heart wasn't expecting the image that came behind the door. What stood in front of me tore my heart out!

It sounds stupid as fuck and totally sappy. But I trusted her. My last girlfriend did this. She cheated on me.

I guess it's technically not cheating but still, I thought we had something! I was going to ask her to be my girlfriend, but now those chances have been dumped in the trash.

Next thing I knew I had a sore hand and bloody knuckles. Some dicks blood was on my hand.

My adrenaline and anger is pumping thru my blood.

I looked down at the asshole on the ground holding his bloody jaw.

"Get out of here!" I screamed at him.

He ran to the elevator like a chicken.

The next thing I new Skyler had her arms wrapped tightly around my neck. Who does she think she is? She was caught! Don't come back to me.

I quickly pushed her off of me. Pain and worry flashing thru her eyes. I don't give a fuck for her feelings now!

"Niall babe...." I cut her off though.

"I fucking trusted you, you're just a bitch!" I could see the tears forming in her eyes. Good.

She took a step closer but I stepped away immediately. I opened my door.

"Go away slut!" I spat, not meaning the words I said but my anger taking over.

As I slammed the door on her face, I looked in the peep hole. She was sobbing on the floor.

Fuck her! I don't need her!

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It's now Saturday! I have almost called her multiple times.

Almost opened the door for her. I want her to come into my arms. I want to apologize for my harsh words and for her to tell me she fucked up. But that's a dream. We are dealing with reality.