Temptations [Niall Horan]

Chapter 23

I kept my head down, walking hurriedly towards my room as people whispered and snickered around me.

The tears poured down my face, with the knowledge that every word spoken was about me. This shit had been going on a week now... And I was damn tired of it. I had no friends left...

Aside from Becca and Kate, that is.

I'd been called loads of dirty names:

Whore

Slut

Bitch

The list went on and on. And to make things worse, it was all said behind my back. People were too afraid to call me these names to my face, in fear of Niall hurting them. I was alone.

After the shower incident last week, I wasn't sure what I was going to do. I'd told Becca what I'd almost done, and she'd nearly called the school councelor.

"You can't do that to yourself Ronnie! You have to talk to someone, or you'll get hurt!" She'd said. I didn't know how, but I managed to convince her not to say anything to anyone. However, she has been watching me closely, ever since then.

I'd also been keeping all of this from Niall. I tried everything Kate had told me to do... I acted like none of the name calling hurt me. But it did. It hurt, so badly. I didn't know how much longer I could take this.

I quickly ran to the door, slamming it behind me. I broke down harder, sliding to the floor with my back to the door. It seemed as if I sobbed endlessly, my hands covering my face. Thank god Becca wasn't back yet, I don't think I could bare to have her see me this way.

Suddenly, I felt someone grasp my arm. I looked up, only to see Niall, red faced with anger and sorrow. He stared at me as I continued to cry, watching me. A moment later, his body sat beside mine.

I stopped crying, desperately trying to hold it all in... he couldn't know what was going on.

We sat in silence for what seemed like ages, until finally he spoke.

"Who?" he whispered. I looked over at him as he intertwined our fingers together.

"No one."

"Then why are you crying?" He asked, his eyebrow raising.

"Because... I'm crying because I... I failed my chemistry test," I lied. I watched him as he tensed, his face contorting with anger.

"Don't you lie to me... don't you dare fucking lie to me, Ronnie. You wouldn't be crying your heart out because of something as stupid as a fucking chemistry test."

I tried to control my breathing, desperately trying to dig up a response in my head.

What was I supposed to say?

"I... Niall, I'm fine really, I-"

"Fine?! You're not fine. You're far from  fucking fine!" He shouted, standing to his feet. I was speechless. He'd never yelled at me like this before... he never got this worked up about anything.

"I know why you're crying," he continued, his chest heaving, "I know. Becca told me about what you tried to do last week. How could you do that!? How could you try to hurt yourself! Why would you even think of something like that, Ronnie?! Don't, Don't ever do that, please. Please, Ronnie."

"Niall-"

"I love you so fucking much, and seeing you like this, wanting to cut yourself, it's making my heart hurt. It hurts me Ronnie, it really fucking hurts!"

I couldn't hold the tears back any longer.

I couldn't take this anymore. I just couldn't.

I began sobbing again, my body shaking. Niall rushed to me, wrapping his arms around me as I sobbed into his chest. He quickly planted kisses to my head, rocking us back and forth in an attempt to try and soothe me.

But I wasn't crying because of the hate I was getting.

I wasn't crying because he knew what I had almost done...

I was crying because of what I told myself I had to do.

"Niall," I choked out, clinging to him. He kissed my forehead in response, hugging me tightly.

"I think... I...We-" I began bawling again.

I loved him so much. So how was I supposed to do this?

"You what, Ron? You what?" he murmured, wiping my tears away. I looked down, the tears spilling down my face.

"I want to break up," I whispered.

My chest heaved as the silence around us increased.

"You... what?" he mumbled, releasing his arms from around me. I took a deep breath, trying to gather my words.

"I love you. And that's why I can't put either of us through this any longer. I'm... I'm breaking up with you."

His eyes began to water, his cheeks flushing. An immediate look of sorrow plastered its way onto his face.

"No... No Ronnie, we can work through this. Babe come on, just keep fighting please. I'll beat up anyone that hurts you, I'll protect you... Please, I-"

"No Niall... that's why I'm ending this. I can't let you hurt anyone! I love you too much to see that happen, to see you hurt everyone around you just because of me. Please... I'm so sorry," I cried, resting my hand on his arm.

"No... No, god damnit! You aren't breaking up with me, you aren't doing this! Please, I love you... I love you so fucking much Ronnie, please! Please Ronnie... No, please!" He begged, standing to his feet again.

"I'm so sorry," I whispered. A look of pure anger flooded across his face, his eyes turning dark.

"Fine... Fine Ronnie. Break up with me. See if I care... See if I give a shit, you fucking bitch! I'm better off without you!! I never... I never fucking loved you," he spat, glaring at me. My heart broke in two at his words, my mouth dropping.

"No, Niall no, you don't mean that! Please, I'm-"

"Just shut up! Shut the hell up! Fuck you... Fuck you!" He shouted, running out of the room.

"Niall! I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry," I whispered, sobbing into my hands.

It was over.

The pain was going to go away. But a new pain took over. The love of my life was gone...

And I was never going to see him again.