Hey Zarrybabes!
So I've had an amazing week and I've had lots of fun spending time with my friends :)
So I'm just so happy today that I was in the mood for updating this new chapter!
But... FIRST OF ALL
I'd LOVE to give a shoutout to :
beautyqueenthe157th
^^^^ she is the best fan I've ever had while writing this story and I'd love to thank her for appreciating this story :)
But still I love all you other zarry fans for voting this story <3
So here is a new and interesting chapter!
Niall's Pov.
Once the barbecue was over, Drunk Louis was of corse being loud and crazy.
"Aye mate! Give mehh anotherr beerr," he slurred.
"Okay Louis that's enough for you, Zayn can you-" I was about to ask but Zayn already answered my question.
"Don't worry I'll take him to his house, Louis! C'mon mate it's gettin' late," laughed Zayn.
Zayn put Louis arm over his shoulder in order to walk him properly.
We said our goodbyes as Liam helped me clean up the mess these boys made.
It was when I had to bend down and pick up the broken glass that .... Harry dropped.
I then remembered how shocked his face was.
It seemed as if he saw a ghost.
"Niall babe!" called Liam.
The thoughts raced out of my heads and answered Liam.
"What?"
"Are you coming inside? It's already dark," he said pointing to the sky.
"Yeah I am, I'm just gonna clean some things up and I'll be up," I replied smiling.
He smiled back and closed the patio door.
I slowly started picking a piece of glass carefully, trying not to cut myself.
Luckily, I had my hands all clear and clean.
I disposed the glass into the trash can and heard it shatter again as it hit the bottom of it.
Ring! Ring!
I groaned from the pain in my back and the sweat falling from my forehead.
It was too hot to answer the door but my lazy boyfriend wasn't coming down the stairs at all.
I heard the ringing again, but this time, it was more aggressive.
I made my way through the patio door and ran to my front door.
Once I fully opened the door, I couldn't believe what I'm seeing now.
I felt my soul tear apart and anger filled me up.
The devil was stepping onto my door step.
"Hi Niall," evilly spoke that bastard.
"What the fuck are you doing at my house?" I said angrily through gritted teeth.
"Aww little Nialler is happy to see me isn't he?" he teased and poke my arm, but I smacked it away.
"Don't touch me you asshole," I said to him.
