Im Only Human

Ice Cream and Oreos

Mac's POV

He left me alone in his room while I stared after him. I looked at the door hoping he would come back through it any minute but he never did.

I sat here in his t shirt for what seemed like hours and started screaming for him. I screamed his name at the top my lungs thinking he would hear me. Why would he? He made it pretty clear that he didn't want to have to worry about me anymore.

I flashback to the way his face looked when he was talking to me. It looked like a mixture of worry, hurt and anger. He was red in the face, his eyes were wet with tears, tears he didn't want to cry in front of me, and his hands were balled into fists at his side.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" He screamed at me. "You don't realize how good you have it. Others have it so much worse than you. So stop feeling sorry for yourself when you have a life most people would kill for."

When he said that I felt like he got a knife and stuck it me. He's the reason I feel like I do. With every word after that it felt like he was just twisting the knife and making the wound deeper and more painful that it already was.

I get up and walk out of his room to go look for him. I search through the entire house and don't find him anywhere. When I walk out the front door, I see that his car is gone. He left.

I walk back inside and back into his room. I sit back onto the bed and bring my knees to my chest.

I think about how fucked this whole situation is. How fucked up I am. It's all because I was a stupid naive little girl who thought she was in love. When really she was in love with idea of love. The idea that it was actually real and that she had it. What she didn't know was that what she had wasn't real. Not to him. He was only playing games with her. Only saying he loved her to make her happy. When really, he couldn't handle a long distance relationship and he decided it was okay to be with someone else while still being with her.

That experience was a real eye opener for me. My point of view has changed a lot since then. I've changed. I didn't think I could love anyone ever again. Until I met Niall. Niall is my rain in to stop the fire that's burning inside me and I'm letting him get away. Since the first day we met I just knew that I would end up falling for him. I didn't think it would happened as fast as it did but I knew it would happen eventually. And since then he's slowly been slipping through my fingers.

I don't want that to happen but I can't help but think that he would be better without me. He wouldn't have to worry about me anymore. I could just get back with Jackson and things could be the way they were before I met Niall. He could be happy. I could try to be happy knowing he is. I know what I have to do but I know it will hurt both of us.

My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of the front door opening. I rush out to see who it is, hoping it's Niall but disappointment runs through me when I see who it is.

Louis' POV

I walk up the steps to the house with grocery bags in my hands. I stopped by the store after getting Niall's text to get ice cream and Oreos. Girls like this kind of stuff when they're upset right?

When I close the door, I hear the pounding of feet. A few seconds later, I see Mac speeding towards me. She stops in her tracks when she realizes it's me. She must've been hoping to see Niall.

"Nice outfit." I tell.

She looks down and blushes. She standing there in nothing but Nialler's t shirt. She pulls the bottom of the shirt down a little and bites her lip. She looks up at me. "I don't have any other clothes." she says.

I laugh and she blushes some more. "I think I have some shorts or something you can wear. " She nods and I go to my room to get them after setting the bags on the counter.

I search through my drawers to find a small pair of shorts. I soon find a pair hidden at the bottom of my drawer. They're black with a red waistband and drawstring.

I walk out and toss them to her. Her blush deepens as she runs Niall's bedroom. She walks out a minute later with them on.

I laugh and she blushes again. They look huge on her and you can tell she had to pull the drawstrings out a lot to make them fit.

"Cute." I tell her. She blushes again. "Well anyways I brought goodies."

She looks up at me. "Goodies? What for?"

I make eye contact with her. "Niall told me what happened and I thought maybe you might need a friend. So here I am." I start to pull stuff out of the bags and she smiles.

"And you brought ice cream!" she laughs and runs around into the kitchen and pulls out bowls and spoons. She sets them on the counter next to the ice cream and smiles again. "Cookie dough ice cream. It's almost like you're inside my head or something. And you brought Oreos."

I laugh. "Chocolate chip cookie dough is my favorite ice cream."

Her eyes widen and she hugs me. "Marry me?"

I laugh. "What if Niall finds out?"

She looks up and put a finger to chin to make it look like she's thinking. "I got it." She snaps her finger and smiles. "He could go 'missing' and we could hide the body. No one will ever know."

"Or we could just elope and he would never find out."

She laughs. "I like you're idea better. Less paper work."

We stay there and laugh together while eating ice cream until all of the sudden she stops.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

The smile has left her face and she bites her lip. "There's something Niall doesn't know about what happened last night."

"What is it?" I set my bowl on the table and look at her.

"It happened before I cut myself. It's what really made me do it. I just couldn't take it anymore. He pushed me over the edge."

She's crying now. I start to panic because because I've never had to comfort a crying girl before. I've always made them laugh so they didn't cry. This time I can't.

I grab her hand and walk to the couch and sit her down. I sit next to her and put my arm around her. She's shaking and she feels cold.

"Tell me what happened Mckenzie. You can trust me. I promise I won't tell Niall if you don't want me too." She looks up at me with blood shot eyes and tears running down her face.

She nods and then tells me something that had me breaking my promise in a matter of minutes and drag her out of the door. I pushed into my car and drove. I was not going to let this happen. And I would do whatever I had to, to keep it from happening.