By the end of the first week, James has decided that he doesn't like Niall and Harry and I can't seem to understand why.
"I just don't!" He yelled when I asked him why.
"Why because you think you may have some competition? Are you jealous?" I laughed.
"Dude, honestly. You're fucking annoying. I don't have to like everybody you come in contact with! Just get the hell over it." He shouted at me.
"Okay, uhm. Well if you're not going to accept my friendship with them, that's on you, but I'm still going to be their friend. They're nice, and if it's jealousy, well they won't come between us. So don't cuss me out for your own issues." I told him, then left him standing on his front lawn alone.
The next day, some people could tell I was not okay. It was good but it was bad. My best friends didn't notice, but Harry and Niall did. James noticed, but didn't bother to do anything about it.
Niall asked me over and over to talk to him about it, but I'm not just going to dump my problems on him or Harry, but they did offer to buy me candy to cheer me up. They are too nice.
"I know James's problem is jealousy. That's what it's been since the beginning of our relationship, but if he is going to yell at me and cuss me out because I have some guy friends that he didn't introduce to me, then I'm not going to continue this relationship." I finally told Niall and Harry when they offered to walk me home.
"Oh, so we're the reason?" Niall asked.
"The reason for what?" I asked.
"For your argument with James?" Niall asked.
"Oh, no. You're the reason for his jealousy, but we're arguing because I pushed him."
"No." Niall stopped.
"What?" I asked.
"No, you didn't push James." Niall said, anger clear in his voice.
"Please. If I wouldn't have antagonized him, we would be okay." I tried to explain.
"Okay as in he'd be fine because you agreed that you wouldn't hang around us." Niall said.
I know he's right, but I'm not going to admit it. "No, let's not talk about James, please?"
Niall's POV:
I know Hannah won't ever admit it, but James is controlling, and if it doesn't stop, they will both end up miserable. Think of it this way: James is Niall, and Hannah is Becca.
I dated Becca a few years back, and I didn't want her hanging around anyone except my friends. Nothing could happen that way.
James is like me: Stay with me forever. Hang around my friends and nothing could happen, make your own, and you're damned.
I had that mind set from the age of 10 to 14. I decided to make a change when I lost her for good. I knew it wasn't okay to think like that and after losing something that meant the most to me was gone, it was time to change.
Hannah doesn't need that. But I can't tell her that. After all, she just barely met me.
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The Boys who Changed my Life (Fanfic)
FanfictionWhen Hannah meets two foreign exchange students from England, her world and theirs is turned upside down, but is it for better or for worse?