Tell Me a Lie:A One Direction Fan-fiction

Chapter 15-The Cheater

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"Mary..." said a voice

"WAKE UP SLEEPY HEAD!" screamed another.

"Shhhh, she might be having a dream about me!" whispers/shouts someone. Then I heard laughter, and someone trying to hit someone. I tried to fall asleep again, but it didn't work. I laid in bed for another minute, as people attempted to wake me up. I laughed, then rolled over, pretending I was sleep-talking. No such luck.

"MARY! WAKE UP YOU LAZY ARSE! OTHERWISE I WILL JUMP ON YOU!" screamed an annoyingly familiar voice. Miki. I don't get up and she stuck to her promise and jumped on me. I got up with a start and slapped her anywhere I could get her. "AHH! YOU HIT MY BUM!" she screamed into my ear, and I got up, looking innocent. I looked into the mirror and saw I had major bed-head, so I ran to the bathroom and grabbed a comb to comb my messy hair.

Harry came up behind me, which made me laugh because I was staring into a mirror, and he put an effort to scare me. He grabbed my comb, and combed his messy hair. I walked out of the bathroom, and picked out one of his tops, took off mine, and placed it on myself. Luckily, I was wearing a bandeau (a cloth that covers your bra, and comes in mulitple colours), so you didn't see my ugly bra under his white top. My bandeau was a bright orange, and I couldn't help noticing Harry staring at my boobs.

I covered them, and Harry looked at my face, amused, and said "My favourite colour is orange." This made me giggle like a love-struck girl, but also made me glare at him. He glared back, and we had a staring contest.

"Mary, why did you grab one of Harry's tops?" asked Liam, making me blink. I growled at him, then went to grab my magazine I purchased at the airport.

"It is TOTALLY IN right now to wear your boyfriend's clothing!" I say in my most girly-girl voice ever. Just then, my stomach grumbles, and I went into the kitchen to eat. I make myself waffles, the type you throw into the toaster for a minute, and pour myself orange-juice. I took the waffles out, and poured a gallon of syrup on them, and sat down.

I absorbed all of my breakfast, now washing strawberries as everyone sat themselves down. Then I notice something. "Where is Ali?"

Everyone shrugs, and I take Miki's iPhone out of her pocket, unlock it, and go through all her apps.I found the app I wanted. It was called Find My iPhone, and typed in her number. It had a result in a matter of seconds, and I saw that she was still in England. 479 Brackenworths Avenue. Where was that? I pulled up google maps, and typed it in. I printed out directions, and grabbed someone's car keys. I walked outside, and pressed unlock. I had the keys to Louis' car. I was so happy. It was a convertible, so I hopped in, and blasted One Direction. I put the directions on the passenger seat, and drove to the house.

It was a fairly large house. It looked like a normal house, only it's driveway was huge, and there were multiple cars in the drive way. I parked the car, and saw that everyone else followed me. I ran up to the front door, rang it, and was greeted by a man, about 20-25 at the least, in his Calvin Klein boxers, with a gruesome look on his face. "What the HELL do you want?" he asked, drunk. Then, I heard footsteps on the stairs, and saw Ali, in her underwear.

"Nothing, now. Sorry to bother you." I said, and storm away from the house, hating Ali, hating that man, hating everyone who cheated on people. Ali saw me, and ran out in her jeans, with her top half on. She begged me to stop, pulling me back, and everything possible to stop me. I stopped, punched her square in the jaw, and started storming back to the car. Niall greeted me, and looked at me puzzled, confused, and angry.

"Why did you hit her?" he asked, I didn't want to break his heart, so I started crying. He held me, then that little SLUT came, and asked Niall if she could talk to me. He let her, not knowing anything, and released me. I turned to her, and full out tackled her.

"You B***H! HOW DARE YOU? WHAT DID HE DO TO YOU?!!" I screamed at her, punching her after.

"I can explain-"

"That you are a SLUT? ONE MAN WAS NOT ENOUGH FOR YOU?" I asked, frusterated with her. I punched her, but that drunk hobo pulled me off her and held me off her to hit me. I cried out in pain, and Harry jumps on his back, fighting for me. Then, Louis pulls him off, and holds down the hobo, telling Harry to stop, and he does, but kickes him in the balls, then runs to me, tear-streamed, and rocks me, saying it's alright. I looked at Ali, bloody and weak, ready to go for another round, when Miki puts a reassuring hand on me. "Just leave it alone, Mary." she said, not knowing anything, only knowing that she cheated on him. But she didn't know the pain, and the abandoned feeling.

~FLASHBACK~

I had lost my parents that week, and I was a loner once again. I had lost all my friends. All I had left was Miki, and Dylan, my boyfriend. He hugged me everyday, even kissed me when I was down.

One night, I wanted to see him because I needed him then, getting all this hate mail, so I went to his apartment. I knocked on his door, and his roommate opened it. He let me enter, but looked at me weirdly. I thought it was very out-of-character of him to do this, because me and Dylan have been dating for a year now. He opened the door of Dylan's bedroom door, and stopped in his tracks. In his bed was Dylan, and another person. His roommate took off the covers, and reveiled my ex-best friend, Selena. I was so surprised, and left the building in tears. That was the first time I cut myself.

I continued to cut myself with no one knowing for 5 months, but then Miki found out, and helped me stop. To this day, I still have the scars from my painful experience.

Present

I noticed that Niall wasn't with us anymore, so I screamed out his name, with no response. I ran around, feeling a feeling in my wrist and noticed that my scars had opened up. I didn't care. I just kept looking, until I was too tired. I will not let him feel the way I did way back when. I grabbed Miki's phone, went on that app again, and found him. He was back at home, so I jumped into Louis' car, and sped towards the house. I burst into the house, and found Niall on his bed. I hugged him dearly for half an hour while we waited for everyone to come home. Niall, tear-streaked, looked at me, then my wrists. He screamed, and I saw they were still open. I went into his washroom, and put a band-aide over them.

I walked Niall into the living room, and we all sat around him, but I never left his side. We were trying to calm him down when Ali burst through the door, crying. I had to discipline myself not to kill her, but I felt Niall flinch. She came up to him, but the rest of use had formed a protective wall around him.

"I can explain." she began.

"I don't need your explanation." said Liam, daddy-like.

"Please, I want to hear this" said Niall, not looking at her.

"Well, last night, at around 12, I woke up from a horrid nightmare. So, I went downstairs, thirsty. I grabbed the first thing I saw, and chugged it down. Then, I grabbed a few more bottles, and chugged them down as well. The next morning, I found myself in that guys bed, naked, and tried to slip away. Only, he wouldn't let me. And the Mary came, and I saw my chance to escape."

We all listened, uninterested in what she said. But, of course, Niall's word was final. "Good-bye, Ali," he said, and waved, as though happy at her leaving. She looking confused, but Niall cleared things up. "A wise young lady once told me, a drunk mind speaks a sober heart." And with that, she left.

Ding dong, the bitch is dead. YAY! What a drama-filled chapter. Hope you like.

Tina<3