Torn

Chapter 8

*Leyla's POV*

I don't know what I've done. Niall and I had gotten into an argument, and he stormed out the room. I didn't know how to feel, being with Niall made me feel like the happiest girl alive. But what were those feelings I had whenever Harry was around? I pushed my hair back in frustration, maybe the best thing was to leave. I quickly grabbed my purse off the table Niall and I had kissed moments before and called a cab to pick me up.

It was cold and icy outside and I had been waiting for the cab to arrive for fifteen minutes.There was still no sign of any car around the area, just loud music coming from inside the hotel. I heard a car noise coming from down the street. No doubt the driver was drunk, the car was swerving across the road. It finally made its way in front of the house and parked, a tall figure coming out. Harry. Why was Harry drunk driving?? 

"Harry??" I yelled as he was walking towards the door to come back in the house. He ignored me and kept walking. He was really drunk, he could barely walk. 

"Harry, what are you doing? You're drunk!" I had made my way to where he was and held him steady.

"Don't tell me I am!" His words slurred, barely understandable. He sat down on the door step and burried his face in his hands. "She used me." 

I knew who he was talking about, Valerie. I sat down next to him so I could comfort him..

"She told me she just wanted to become popular with my fame..."he went on and explained everything she had said. 

"Harry, you don't need her." 

"Did you know??" I knew exactly what he was talking about, but I wanted to avoid the question..

"Leyla, tell me. Did you know?!" He raised his voice.

"Well.. she might of told me some things but-"  

Harry interrupted me, " Why didn't you tell me Leyla?? I thought you were the only girl I could trust?"

"You can trust me Harry! But you have to understand.. Valerie is...was my best friend." I could tell he was furious with me, but why wouldn't he be? I should of told him, what Valerie did was wrong..

"Just tell me... Are you using me for fame too?"

"No, Harry, of course not. I'm your friend because you're a really sweet, funny guy okay?" Our eyes locked, and our faces were just inches apart. I couldn't do this.. I had just kissed Niall, I couldn't go on to Harry so quickly.

"Leyla??" I looked away and saw Niall walking towards Harry and me. 

"I have to go," I mumbled at Harry and walked towards Niall. 

"Ley, I'm so sorry I walked out on you.." He held my hand, " Do you need a ride home??" I gave up on the taxi and decided to get the ride from Niall.

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"Thanks for the ride, Niall" I unbuckled my seatbelt then opened my door, and Niall followed me to my door.

"Yeah, no problem, Leyla" He hugged me tightly, "Erm.. I don't know how to put what I'm about to say..."

Oh gosh. Was he.... 

"Ley, I really like you. " I dunno, maybe more than a friend..." His blue eyes shined in the moonlight, " do you like me more than that too?" 

I didn't know what to say. I love Niall, but a part of me loved Harry too. Niall looked at me desperately for an answer, he probably thought I would reject him.

"It's okay if you don't like me..." He ran his hand through his hair. 

"N-no, Niall, I do like you," I smiled at him, as he started to lean in.

"With that being said," He smiled , our noses almost touching, "Leyla, would you like to be my girlfriend?" 

I smiled at him, "Yes, Niall, I'd love to be your girlfriend." I smiled as he kissed me. This was the best doorstep moment any girl could ask for. Niall left and drove off, then reality hit me..

Leyla, what have you done??

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ahh, okay so I wrote the chapter yesterday, and my computer froze and it cosed it out so I finally finished it today.  Sorry for the crappy ending lkdsdklsmd. lol. im not really romantic when it comes to writing. :b

-jani xx