You l i g h t my w o r l d *Niall Horan Love Story* - ACTIVE -

'chapter.twelve<3

I woke up the next morning, feeling my tear stained face. The crusty bits of eyeliner were still attached to my face. My eyes were stinging, but they had been since last night. Niall wouldn't return any of my calls, or text messages. I felt as though, I really had lost him. I wiped the crushed make up off of my eyes, and attempted to turn my frown upside down. No luck. After what happened last night, everything came back to me. I remembered everything, from Diana attacking Harry, to Harry kissing me, to Niall and I getting together. Why was my life so complicated?

I let my eyes shut again, I needed more sleep. I shifted my position, and pulled the covers up to my chin. I finally passed out, into a blissful sleep.

"Sasha! Kayla's downstairs bawling her eyes out. Get up right now!" I instantly sat up, something must have happened with Harry. Otherwise, she wouldn't be bawling. I rushed down the stairs, towards the crying brunette. I sat down beside her, taking in her crouched figure. She was holding her stomach, and crying. I knew how she got when she was upset, she always felt like she needed to throw up. I reached forward, placing my hand on her arm.

"Kayla, w-what happened?" I was almost afraid to ask, what if this was also going to affect me. Her eyes met mine, they were bloodshot and her mascara was smeared down her face. She wiped a stray tear away, coughing.

"H-He broke up with me.." My jaw dropped, I thought they weren't even together. At least, last time I asked her they weren't. But then again, that was like a month ago. "I thought... you know, you two weren't official?" 

She shook her head, "We were... since the day you were admitted into the hospital. He asked me as soon as he ran off the plane. Said he couldn't go another day with me not being his girlfriend. I fell for all his lies... I just can't believe it." I hugged her tightly, she was going through a major heartbreak. 

"T-T-They left.. they're not coming back until their concert.. and Louis told me that they were banning us from the venue." My eyes widened, they were banning us? "Why are they banning us?!" I screamed, she flinched.

"Niall doesn't want to see you again. Apparently you lied, and he doesn't want to be in a relationship anymore.." My heart shattered, I really had lost him. I felt another tear slip down my cheek. "So.. we're both single, and heartbroken." I stated, she nodded. Then stood up, "I have fake ID's. We're going out tonight." I looked at her with a confused expression. "Go get all hot and stuff. I'll be back in 3 hours." I nodded, and she took off through the front door.

I had gotten ready in ripped light wash skinny jeans, an off the shoulder top, and my high tops. I didn't really know what to wear, but I wasn't going to show off my body for a bunch of perverted freaks at a club. I shrugged at I stared at myself in the mirror. I heard Kayla walk into the house, my parents had gone out for the next three nights and were leavng Kayla and I to watch the house. I stood up, racing down to her as she was checking herself out in the mirror. "You ready?" She asked, I simply nodded. She took my arm, and pulled me out to the taxi waiting for us. We arrived to the club at about 10:30, we stopped at McDonalds first. We sneakily got in, and we walked straight to the bar. This was both of our first times drinking. We ordered the same thing, and began drinking.

About an hour later, we were completely wasted. The whole room was spinning, and all I could see from the corner of my eye was Kayla making out with some guy. I pulled her away from him, "Let's get back *hiccup* now." She nodded, and we stumbled out of the club, straight into the taxi. He pulled up in front of the house, and Kayla paid him. We stumbled into the house, and Kayla pulled something out of her pocket. "I got some dude's number.." She muttered. I drunkingly laughed, and ran towards the bathroom. I puked into the toliet, and washed my face. I didn't regret getting drunk, but I wasn't proud of myself either.

I woke up the next morning, lying on the bathroom floor. The cold surface actually felt good, a sudden pain in my stomach made me sit up, and lean over the toliet. "Kayla?" I croaked, seeing if she was near by. I heard footsteps, and glanced towards the door. "Sasha.. you will never guess what was just on the news." I washed my face, and followed her to the tv.

"Seems like Sasha Sharpe, Niall Horan's girlfriend, and Kayla Rhodes- Truppe, Harry Styles' girlfriend, aren't as innocent as they seem. The two sixteen year old's were spotted leaving an 19+ club, stumbling towards a taxi. Inside sources say that Kayla was getting cozy with another guy, while Sasha was simply drinking the night away. The pair had only stayed for an hour, but did that one hour make trouble in paradise? Or was that their way of coping with other trouble in paradise? We'll be back, talking with Niall and Harry themselves." I stared at the television in shock. Inside sources? Who had told the news about us? And why? The news came back on, while Kayla and I waited patiently for the boys to speak.

"And we're back, with two lovely boys! Everyone, Harry Styles, and Niall Horan. How are you guys?" 

Niall's face was slighly red, and his eyes were a darker blue than normal. "We've been better." Harry nodded, agreeing with him.

"So, how do you feel about Kayla and Sasha at the club? Especially you Harry, Kayla was caught making out with another guy.." Harry coughed, scratching his nose. "Well, I broke up with her yesterday..." Kayla let out a sob, I knew this was killing her. "Oh!" The reporter exclaimed. "Why?"

"We're going back to the UK for the next 2 months, I figured it was easier to break up now than later.." The reporter nodded, and turned to Niall. "And you?"

Niall let a tear fall down his face. "Sasha and I are no longer together." The reporter gasped. "But.. you two were perfect for each other!" I let out a sob this time. I missed him, and this was all my fault. Why couldn't I have told him straight up about me not remembering? I would've saved myself from a heartbreak. 

"So can we finish what we started.. don't you leave me brokenheart tonight.'