Ellie's POV:
I woke up the next morning in an unfamiliar room with a migrain and neon liquid drooling down my face. What happened last night?
"Heyo sleeping beauty," Emma popped into my vision over-head.
She had a pink dress on that had several frills at the bottom and a pink and black flower on the top right. I will admit it was cute. Not slutty at all. Weird considering it Emerson we're talking about.
I groaned. "What time it is? Where am I? Why are you all dressed up? What happened last night? Where a-"
"All you do is question huh?" She chuckled.
I sat up and imediatly became dizzy. "Carefully, tiger." She pushed my shoulder back down to the bed.
"Tiger?" I tried to giggled but my face was straight.
"Yeah. You should have seen yourself last night! You were on fire! Boy after boy after boy!" She chuckled.
"But what about-"
"Niall?" She finished my sentence and looked down.
"How did you know?" I asked.
"Know he was your boyfriend..."
I nodded. "You poured beer down his back and screamed at him saying, 'WHAT KIND OF BOYFRIEND ARE YOU?! GOING TO CLUBS AND PICKING OUT GIRLS TO MAKE OUT WITH' but he didnt get a chance to respond, before you started a huge bar fight and knocked him out cold!" She told me.
"But I thought I wasn't drunk last night..."
"Ohh you were! Big time drunk! That was the best bar fight I have been through in ages! Give me five!" She threw her hand up in the air.
I pulled it down and looked down at my fingers. "But... Didn't I go over to my brothers house?" I asked.
She stopped and thought for a second. "No."
"Yeah. I went to my brothers, then called you to stay here." I said.
She shook her head. "No you didnt. We brought you back here after going to the club. Remember? You must've been really drunk."
"No, I remember I wasn't drunk," I said.
She giggled. "Man, you have quite the imagination dont you child. Well... Its Sunday, no work so im gunna go do something. You wanna come?"
"What are you gonna do?" I asked.
"I'm gonna go to church then do... Who knows what afterward," She said.
It was hard to believe someone as crazy and outgoing as Emerson would still be Catholic or Christian and go to church being-and dressing like-a normal person. "No thanks. I'm good. I think I'll go talk things out with Niall."
She nodded. "Well, I'll see you later."
I nodded and waved goodbye as she left.
Later that evening, I left to go to Nialls. When I got there, it looked as if there was no one home, but I still checked. Ringing the doorbell, I opened my purse and checked to see if my phone was there-incase Emma called for a ride home. "El-" Louis couldn't finish his sentence before I suffocated him into a hug.
After the silence of the hug, he aired out the space between us. "Niall?" He asked, and I responded with a nod. "I'll go get him."
He skipped every other step as he hopped up the stairs. I stepped inside and glanced nervously over at the door across from the living room. The mysterious door.
I bit my lip but faught the urge to try and open it. Eh, your not gunna be here anymore anyways, might as well try it one more time. I told myself.
1, 2, 3-I stopped stepping and jumped over the creak on their floor that I have now memorized. 4, 5, 6. I was to the door now and I looked down on the shiny golden knob.
My finger ran over it and the friction made my heart skip a beat. My ring, followed my by middle and pointer finger curled around the doorknob, while my thumb pursed the top.
I turned it slowly and my hands began to shake. It turned a full 360 and my heart pounded against my chest. It creaked open a centimeter till I heard the footsteps down the stairs.
I quickly, but quietly shut the door, without getting the slightest peek on what was inside. "Ellie," Niall quickened his step as he saw me.
I pretended to be placing my phone down on the stool next to the door and stepped away. He didnt suspect a thing. "Is something wrong, Elle?" He asked.
I nodded. "I saw you last night," My voice trembled along with my hands and feet.
"What do you mean?" He stepped closer, and reached a hand out to me.
"I saw you last night... With a girl-" I stopped to let him talk.
"That was nothing..."
"Nothing? You mean kissing a girl other than your girlfriend is nothing to you? What do you have more hidden girlfriends I should know about?" I asked.
"Wait... Why were you at the club yestarday?" He asked.
"Aha, so you admit you were at the club."
"Look, Elle-Zoe and I are nothing-"
"Ohh so it has a name?"
"Well yeah... Shes a living person-"
"Thats not the point Niall! I saw you kiss that girl!"
"Look, Ellie. You don't understand-"
"Dont understand?! What am I not understanding?!" My tears began to whell up and Niall seemed to notice.
"Shh, Elle dont cry-"
"Dont call me that!" I yelled. "You were my everything, Niall! I never had a family before you! I was never happy before you came! You brought out my personality! You knew who I truly was! I knew how to be myself around you!"
"Ellie, please dont-"
"Dont what? Say the next sentence? Say those 2 words that will tear my whole world apart?! Because I can! I know how to deal with relationships, despite the fact I was locked up in my aunts house for 13 years! Right now, I'm actually leaning towards that as a choice of words. Everything we had just got ruined because of your choices Niall! My ever-" I got cut off by the buzzing of my phone.
Niall snatched it from the stool before I could even think of what to do next. "Hello?" He answered.
He paused for a few seconds then said. "Shes not available right now, can I have her call you back?"
Silence. "Ok, I'll give her the message."
Pause. "Goodbye."
"Excuse me? What makes you think you can just waltz on in here and-"
"That was Danny from the club. He asked if you were free friday night, and maybe wanted to go out with a few of his friends."
He silenced my words and I had no clue what to say next. Did that really just happen? "Ohh and it says you have a missed call from... Ben, Nick, Tristen, Caydon, and Wren." He stopped and finally said, "I'll give you a moment to take this all in."
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