Niall: You threw your phone and it hit the wall with a loud thud, shattering into pieces. You just got off the phone with your ex, who felt the need to tell you that your relationship with Niall was nothing and that he was just using you for sex. A part of you was sad, because like every person, you have your doubts but you love Niall. Another part of you felt angry. How dare he call you and put you down like that? You thought you had him out of your life forever but he decided to pop back up. As a matter of fact, you even bumped into him at the Market the other day, and he called you the meanest things. Your body was soon filled with rage and before you knew what you were doing, You punched the wall. Hard. You fist left a large dent in the drywall and you sat and wept. You already got enough hate from the fans, and now your ex boyfriend was harassing you, and calling you from random Numbers. You'd been so stressed out, and Niall was always busy. You sat on the floor of your bedroom and cried for an hour before Niall came home from the studio. "Babe?" He called from downstairs. You could hear steps walking up the stairs, approaching the door. The door swung open, revealing Niall. As soon as he saw the state you were in, he sped over to you and hugged you. You cuddled into his chest and cried.
"(Y/N), What happened?" He questioned.
"(Y/Ex/N), h-he, he keeps calling me and sayin that we're not going to last and that I'm basically a sex object and he called me a whore and--", You stuttered. You looked at Niall and the anger was clear on his face. He looked down at you and you saw sympathy cross his eyes. He started to get up, so you scooted off him and you both stood.
"Stay here, I'll be back in an hour, tops," he said in his thick irish accent "I love you, always believe that." he kissed your forehead and left the house.
He returned Half an hour later with a smug look on his face and he held you and kissed you all night long.
*A week later*
You were at The Supermarket buying groceries when you saw a familiar face buying tomatoes not too far away from you. Your ex. He looked up at you, and you saw the slightly faded bruises in his face and arm and you smirked.
The situation was under control.
(A/N: In case you didn't notice, Niall beat the Ex up... )
