blur | niall horan au

1. the break up

I dedicate this chapter to Anna a.k.a imaginator1d who wrote After! Also to show support to her book and in After becoming a movie. Don't let others stop you from achieving your dreams. Plus, After was one of the best stories I have read here on Wattpad. I'm sure all of you had heard/read After already. If not, go read it! :)

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Bonnie's POV

"Calm down, Taylor!" Skye ran, obviously to Taylor who was going to throw a fit in their yard.

I placed my coat neatly on the rack, following over to the back yard.

The back yard finally came into my vision, Taylor was throwing one of her mother's clay pots to the concrete path.

I can assume that she's screaming, I slid the glass door open, and I was right.

"Skye, don't you tell me to calm down!" Taylor screeched, throwing another clay pot.

"Stop this! He's not worth it, okay?!" Skye took a hold of the clay pot on Taylor's hands.

Taylor abruptly took out the clay pot again from Skye's hands dropping it to the ground and finally kicking it.

Then she stomped up the steps, sliding the glass door open, glaring at both of us before sliding the glass door hard, making both me and Skye jump.

"Um, what really happened back there? I only came halfway through." I ask, stepping up the steps with her.

"Well, she saw Norman cheating on her with Ashley."

"Are you serious?" I gape.

Skye nods and slides the door open, I get in and she follows.

"Ashley as in, Ashley Columbus?"

"Yes." She clarifies again.

"That is so fucked up, I thought she was a goody two shoes."

"Same here, worse is that this has been going on since the second week of Taylor and Norman's relationship." Skye lets out a small laugh.

"Oh, wow."

I didn't really think that Norman had that personality. I mean yeah, he was a womanizer or still is, but when he and Taylor got together, he wasn't suspicious or stuff, he was a 'keeper'.

We reached Taylor's bedroom, we could hear her strangled sobs, I frowned a bit.

Skye knocked but Taylor screamed for us to go away.

"Skye, let's just go." I tug on her arm and she sighs, we descend down the polished steps and out the front door.

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"Bonnie, you really have to go!" Skye pleaded.

"I can't." I sighed, pacing around my room with my phone in my ear.

"Why not? You promised!"

"I did not promise! I told you I'll try."

"You really have to go, this is the first party for spring break!"

I frowned, "Fine. You better not ditch me, not again."

"Yes! I won't. See you in fifteen!" She exclaimed, excitement clear in her tone.

"See you, bye." I hung up.

I stripped off my pyjamas and grabbed black leggings, a Jack Daniel's shirt, a red and black flannel in case it gets chilly, and a black sneakers from my closet.

I slip my clothes on and head to the bathroom, applying mascara and my prescripted contacts on.

I tie the flannel around my waist and I grab a satchel bag, filling it with what I will need in case of emergency.