I Want Him To Be Mine

Chapter 13

Ariana's P.O.V.

My mind went back to reality and I realized that I was kissing Jake. I was trying to remove my lips from his but it wasn't working. My brain wasn't controlling any parts of my body. I had probably ingested too much alcohol.

I saw Niall in the corner of my eye. His face was red and I could see the anger through his eyes. He was such a bad loser. I heard a loud noise coming from Niall's direction. He had hit the table with his fist. It was bleeding but he didn't care. Was he mad enough to hurt himself ? He walked away and let Courtney alone in the room. She was confused but she didn't follow him. She just grabbed another red cup and poured herself another drink.

My brain took back the control of my body. I pushed Jake away from me and I turned around to follow Niall. I wanted to see what was wrong with him. It was surely not just because of the beer pong game. I tried to walk away but someone grabbed my wrist. It was a firm grip so I couldn't move.

" What? Why did you stop? You are the one who kissed me. " Jake said. He was the one with his hand around my wrist.

" It doesn't mean anything. Jake, I just drank too much. ! Now let me go! " I yelled. He was applying too much pressure on my little wrist and was hurting me.

I don't know why I kissed him. I didn't feel anything. It was maybe my subconscious that wanted Niall to be jealous. It's usually not my type to kiss boy that I don't even like.

" You are hurting me! " I shouted. Jake quickly removed his hand from me and apologized.

" I'm looking for someone. I'll be back. " I told Jake. He nodded and got in a conversation with a few other guys. I made my way through the crowd looking for Niall. He was nowhere to be found.

As I was thinking that he might had left, I noticed the stair cage in the back of the living room. I went to the second floor of the house. It was quiet. There was a long hallway with plenty of doors. It was the frat boys' rooms. I walked fast by every room looking into them if the door was open, in case I would find Niall.

I was about to go downstairs when I heard a noise coming from the bathroom. I stepped in the room. Niall was standing in front of the sink. He was removing the blood from his hand. He lift his chin and looked in the mirror. We made an eye contact. I tried to run away acting like I haven't seen him.

" Hey Ariana, I saw you! " Niall shouted. I stopped walking and turned around.

" What's up with your hand? You are a bad loser. " I said. The tone of my voice was funny due to alcohol.

" You really think I hit the table because I lost. " He added laughing.

" Is there another reason? " I asked. I had my little idea but I just wanted to hear it from him.

" You can't kiss Jake! He's not good enough for you. He will only hurt you. " He shouted.

" Oh yeah, you can tell me more about being hurt. You are the one who hurt me. Let me do what I want. "

" I didn't hurt you. You knew I had a choice to make. You knew I had a girlfriend. You were such a tease. " He rose his voice. I was not in the mood to get in fight with him. I wasn't a tease. He was the one coming at me.

" I still love you Niall even though you weren't always nice to me. I can't help it. I want to get over you but you need to stop getting into my life. I'm old enough to know what to do. " He was getting on my nerves. I looked away because I felt that the tears were coming. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

" I love you too. " Niall whispered. I wasn't supposed to hear those words. I then felt that warm feeling in my heart. I just hoped that he really meant it. The little voice in my head was telling me that it was all fake and that I was being manipulated. There's still this little glimmer of hope.