Affection | N.H

Chapter 11

("Who are you to judge the life I live? I am not perfect and I don't have to be! Before you start pointing fingers, make sure your hands are clean." -Bob Marley)

I don't know why I listen to this boy all the time. It hasn't been long since I met him and he has already caused me so many problems. Every time he has either hurt me physically or emotionally and yet I am here walking with him at the beach.

The cool sand goes down under my feet as I walk with my sandals in my hand. Niall is very quiet. His hands are slid into his pockets and his stare is locked on the ground. Usually he is throwing crude remarks at me but now he is throwing none. Which honestly, is surprising and relieving."Are you drunk today?" I ask killing the silence between us.

Niall keeps taking steps forward. "No, why?" He says, kicking at a rock at his feet.

"You're being quiet." I mutter and look at the ground to see what is so interesting down there that is attracting his attention so much.

"You're weird." Niall's shoulders rise and then come down as he takes steps ahead.

"Who was it on the phone, just a while back?" I ask out of curiosity or maybe I am being too nosey. This is what Margaret's influence does to someone.

"Do you really think I will tell you?" A crooked smile covers Niall's lips as he sits down on the bench that we were about to walk past.

"I know you wouldn't tell me. But I thought it was worth giving it a shot." I say, before sitting down beside him, keeping the distance. Something tells me he is upset. That's why I am trying to make a conversation because I am not like him, who will try to make a person even more upset than they already are.

"Zayn had called." He sighs.

"And he is..." I ask in confusion and raise my brow. Not like he can see my face that clearly in this dim light.

"He is one of Sophie's fuck buddies, just like me." He shrugs, casually."Apparently she is pregnant and she is blaming me for it. But how can she concept? I haven't fucking slept with her in a while now. And fuck, even if I am drunk, I've never forgot condoms. They always stay in my pockets." Niall's hands rise up in the air before he brings them down on his knees.

I gulp back a lump. Those words hurt me for some reason. For some reason my heart skipped a beat. I mean this is none of my god damn business, I am just being a friend right now but still, deep inside, a part of me is hurt to know that Niall and Sophie use each other. I feel sympathetic and I seriously pity them. "Well, you do know that even if you haven't slept with her in a while, she can get pregnant by the other nights you have slept with her right?" I suggest quietly, not making eye contact with his glossy eyes.

"Fuck, no. I always make sure I use condoms. I don't get driven crazy by her or anything that I will forget about protection. Moreover, it's not like I am the only guy she has ever fucked. She has plenty of other boys. And I know what she is trying to do. This is all happening because I refused to sleep with her last night." Niall rolls his eyes and leans back to the hardwood of the bench.

"I thought you guys were dating." I frown to myself.

Niall lets out a laugh. "I don't date bitches like her. She is unreal and we only care about sex anyway." When I don't reply to that, Niall speaks again. "I am sorry for the kidnapping thing." He says out of the blue while looking up in the sky.

"I still need answers though. I didn't forgive you." I say swaying my legs back and forth as my toes aren't reaching the ground.

"Fuck you're so annoying. Let's get you home, I mean the dorms." he says standing up and walking away. I stand up and quickly catch up with his pace because I am not interested to get lost at this hour of the night." Why don't you get your own place to stay?" Niall asks once we have walked onto the road.