The Chatroom

Chapter 9

A/N : Today I am going out to dinner! Woohoo! I don't even know where, yet. Today is my brother's birthday! Happy 16th to my brother who doesn't know I write at all. I finished writing his letter for him and his new watch. I don't want him to leave me here in this house alone with mum and dad. :c I think I'm gonna start a new book. I already have everything written out. It's with Harry and I think it might be called Gotta Be Him. I'm not sure yet.

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I took a step back from Niall to find him. I found my ex, Greyson. His eyes were full of hate and anger but also sadness.

"How did you get in here?" I asked nervously. "Well, considering that no one heard me knock on the door and it was unlocked I just came in." He said, his jaw clenched. "So are you and that boyfriend and girlfriend now?" I saw Niall's face was red with anger. "That's none of your concern what we are. The question is, what are you doing here?" "Well, I came over to talk to you." He said, his expression softened and his eyes full of hope.

"Okay, let's go outside in the front." "Okay." He walked out the front door, I turned to Niall, "I'll be back." I gave him a peck on the cheek and walked away through the front to find that Greyson was leaning against the wall. I closed the door and he quickly walked over.

"Sara, I, I want you back." He said as he grabbed my hand. I pulled back instantly. "Why? So you can treat me like shit again, and ignore me and avoid me with every chance you get? No thanks, you can just go back to sticking your tongue down Rachel's throat." I spat back. "No, Sara, it's not like that." "That's funny because that's what people say when it's exactly what it looks like." I laughed bitterly. "She isn't the girl I wanna be with." "Well, you should really go look for that girl huh?" "I found that girl, and she is you." "No, Greyson I can't do this anymore. That guy back there in the kitchen, he treats me right. He likes me for me, he doesn't want to be with me because I'm popular. No, he likes me for me. Sara, the one with glasses and the piercing on her stomach with wavy hair. He wants me. You just want to be known as the person who dates me and nothing more. Goodbye Greyson."

I turned away to go back in my house when he pulled me back and turned me to face towards him. He pushed me towards the wall and held me there with a tight grip. I squirmed in his hands and tried to get out of them but he was too strong for me. I had never seen this side of him and I didn't want to stay here to find out how angry he could get.

"Why won't you just take me back!" "Why won't you just let me go?!" "Why do you have to be so stubborn!!" He smashed his lips against mine but it wasn't how I kissed Niall. Niall kissed me softly and careful like I was too fragile that if he pulled away that he was afraid I would break. I tried to pull away but I couldn't because my head was already against the wall. He kept licking my bottom lip and I kept denying his entrance. I didn't want him, I wanted Niall. Greyson then tried everything to make me open my mouth but I didn't.

I finally was able to get him off of me by kicking his 'manhood'. "You bitch! I only came back here because I thought you wanted me back and I was giving you a second chance but you can just go fuck yourself." "Me, want you back? Whatever, I'm the one that broke up with you, remember?! Just leave Greyson." He went back to his car and drove off.

I went into the house and saw Niall on the couch watching some show. I went over and collapsed on him. My head on his shoulder, who would've thought arguing was so exhausting? I grabbed the remote out of Niall and changed the channel. "Hey! I was watching that!" "Sorry, I didn't feel like watching that." "People who take things away from me get in trouble!" "What are you gonna do? Tickle me to death?" I chuckled nervously. He gave me an evil grin. "Niall, you know I was just playing around with the tickling thing right?" he leaned over and tickled me. "Niall! Stop!" His fingers digged into my sides. "Not until you give me the remote!" "NEVER!!" His fingers digging deeper into my sides. "Suffer the consequences!" "Fine! Here, here, Niall take it." I said panting for breath.