Maybe Then

~Chapter 16~

~Chapter 16~

•Eliza's POV•

"Hello? What's going on?" the voice answered.

"N-N-Niall. He cheated o-on me," I sob into the phone.

"What?! What happened? Oh my gosh I'm so sorry! El! I'm coming right now okay? I'll bring some things to make you feel better too."

"Okay t-thanks. I'll s-see you in a f-few," I choke.

I race back to my dorm and lock the door I rip off my clothes and put a tank top and sweats on. I grab a box of tissues and a blanket. I patiently wait on the couch just thinking and crying until I hear the door knob being messed with.

"Eliza please! I can explain please! Just hear me out!"

Instinctively, I hide under the blankets and crush a pillow to my ear drowning out Niall's muffled begs.

After about five minutes, I feel the couch dip down and a hand move the pillow away from my head.

"You came," I croak.

"Well that's what best friends are for," Makayla says.

"I'm so glad I was able to get an earlier flight out hear. Tell me everything," she comforts.

I explain everything I heard and saw and when I'm finished, Makayla's eyes are wide and her jaw is dropped.

"Where is that bitch!? I'm gonna fuck her up tonight!" Makayla threatens.

"No, no Makayla you can't. It will only make things worse than they already are. I just need to think everything through before I confront Niall and get some closure on everything. I don't know what I'm going to say to Logan but it won't be pleasant," I inform her.

"Alright alright, where's the bathroom?" she questions.

"Down the hall, up one floor and to the left," I respond.

•Makayla's POV•

This is the thing about Eliza. She's incredibly gullible! she will fall for anything you tell her. I can trick her so easily it's almost sad that she falls for them every time.

I run down the hall and up to where Niall's dorm should be, according to the description El gave me over text.

I finally find it and pound on the cheap wooden door. "Open the door!" I furiously shout.

The door knob is jingled a bit and then the door finally swings open. A hot man opens the door, standing there in his skinny jeans and white t-shirt. He has brown hair at his roots and blonde that gradually gets stronger.

He's a really good looking guy and I understand everything now.

He looks very distressed with red and baggy eyes.

"Who are you?" he croaks.

"Is Logan here?" is all I answer.

He steps to the side and reveals a gorgeous blonde girl with eyeliner and mascara running down her face. She's very muscular and I soon regret coming here.

"You," I glare. "What the hell were you thinking!? Were you even thinking at all? What kind of person does that!? I hope you're happy with being such a bitch!" I scream at her.

"No please let me expla-" she begins but I abruptly cut her off.

"No! You hurt my bestfriend and you're gonna be real sorry for it!"

My anger gets the best of me and I lunge towards the girl. She stands up and I realize she's a lot taller than me. I feel intimidated but I refuse to let that show.