If only you knew (Niall Horan FanFiction)

Chapter 23

Tori's POV

A smile creeps onto Harrys face. Soon he is shining his pearly whites at me. His dimples are so deep, making him look like a happy child. What are we even gonna do today? The only thing I can think of is watch a movie, but we already did that last night. If I keep mentioning last night to myself, I'm gonna burst into tears. I just want it erased from my mind. I never went though anything so bad til now. My heart is broken, but Niall's is probably shattered.

Niall. Why hasn't he called me yet. Or should I call him first? Before I can answer my own question, I am rushing over to my cell phone that was left on the sofa. My fingers are going full speed, scrolling through my contacts and soon landing on his number. Anxiously, I click on his name and put the phone up to my ear.

"What are you doing?" Harry asks with a confused look on his face.

I don't answer his question. My stops beating when it continues to ring and soon goes to voicemail. He must really be mad at me. I thought he might have cooled off or something but I guess this is bigger than I thought. Are we over?

Niall's POV

"NO CARL, WE ARE FINISHED!" The sounds of yelling and something being thrown awake me from my sleep.

I look around, trying to remember what events happened the previous night. Tori, a guy, his hand touching her face, me yelling, her crying....so much. I sit up and pull at the roots of my hair. I thought Tori wouldn't do this to me. I love her with all of my heart...loved her. Are we over? No, I can't do that to her and me especially. I am way too in love with her to just dump her off to the side.

"Hey," Rebecca says from the kitchen. "How was sleeping on the couch? Most of the guys would wake up with stiff necks and a knot in their backs." She pours herself a cup of coffee and fill a cup next to her. "Come in here, I'm about to make eggs."

"Thanks for letting me stay the night. I mean I had my own room and...to be honest, I don't even remember falling asleep." I try to think of when I became unconscious. I rub at my sore neck, wondering why there was yelling this morning. "So, who were you yelling at?"

"Oh, just my boyfriend Carl...well ex now. He is so damn clingy. I wanna see you Rebecca. No I have work. I bought you flowers, baby. I have allergies. Happy Birthday Sweetheart. LEAVE ME ALONE GOD!" She tries her best to do a man's voice, making me laugh at her god awful attempt.

"He seems like a nice guy, why are you so hard on him. He only loves you, ya know."

She shakes her head and tries to push back her tears that are now rolling down her cheeks. "I know, that's why I wanna break up with him. As you can see, I'm not the best person in this world. So I work at a bar down town every night. I would always come home with a different guy, sleep with them, and send them on their way. I'm a slut and I'm proud of it. One night, I was working and a nice guy came up to me. He was talking to me the whole night, making me laugh, paying for drinks that he would just give away to random strangers so that he could still be with me. He came home with me, but we didn't do it, instead we watched a movie and talked about ourselves. It was magical. One of the best nights of my life. The next day, I woke up actually happy for once. When he was leaving he gave me his number. He is sweet to me and has always treated me right. I treat him like shit, and he deserves better than me. I want to change, but I just can't." Her crying is causing her posture to lean foward against the table. 

My heart is breaking for her. Mostly Carl, but her too. I lean over and give her a comforting hug. As I wrap my arms around her small body, all I can picture is Tori being here with me.