Stacy's P.O.V
After minutes of endless crying, I finally pulled myself together. I told Cher to go home, that everything with her outfit was fine. She understood, leaving me to go find where Niall is.
I got in my car, riding to every maccas I could think of. Seeing he wasnt there, I drove to Nandos. Not the others, but his favorite. The one he limited himself to go to because they "roast the chicken to a heavenly perfection." His words exactly.
He wasnt there either. I pulled over to the side of the rode, taking out my phone and calling him seven times. Every time went straight to voicemail. I left a message every time, my voice becoming more and more shakey with each one. I then called Liam and Dani's, they agreed to go out looking for him.
I called Zayn, he agreed to look with Lou while Perri and El decided to stay back at our flat incase he came home. I continued to drive, seeing a familiar mob of brown curly hair walking along the crowd. He had shades, a beanie, and Ray-Bans on but I could tell it was him. I drove a little ahead of where he was walking. I honked the horn, getting his attention.
He had a smile on my face when he noticed me, but it vanished as he saw my face. He got in my car, turning to me, concern written all over his face. "Niall stormed out. I cant find him." I cried. "Why'd he leave?" Harry asked.
I shrugged, turning down a street. "I dont know. I asked him to go to maccas for Cher and I and he just got so mad. I dont understand, it's been happening a lot lately. Even more since I moved in." I explained. I looked to him for some sort of help as to why Niall was acting this way and he shrugged before looking out the window.
"Did you check maccas?" he asked. I sighed. "Yeah."
"Nandos?" he asked. "Yup."
"His favorite Nandos?" he asked. "Yes Harry! I checked everywhere." I felt the tears prick at my eyes again.
After another hour of looking, we decided to just go meet the others at the flat. I drove home, giving up, until I saw a blonde head in a crowd full of grey suits. He was talking to someone, and had his back to me. I gasped, pulling over immediately, ignoring Harry's confused gaze.
I jumped out the car, running to where I saw Niall, just catching the end of his conversation. "Wolverhampton was a one night stand. A one time thing. Im with Stacy." he said, as I got closer I heard the girl's reply, identifying her as Summer. "Werent you with Stacy in Wolverhampton too." she smirked.
I stopped in my tracks. "What?" I gasped. People walked around me, not bothering to stop their walks to where ever they were going. But hey, it is the streets of London at two pm. Niall's head instantly turned at the sound of my voice.
He saw it was me, and his face went from horrified to sad. He took a step closer to me, to which I took one back, accidently bumping into someone. I looked up to see it was Harry and he clearly was pissed. "You slept with her?" I whispered. Niall's gaze tore away from mine, to his feet and that's when I got angry.
"ANSWER ME!" I yelled, catching the attention of some passerbyers. People started to notice Niall Horan and Harry Styles of One Direction and stopped to see what was going on, but I didnt care."You slept with her?" I asked.
Niall nodded, still not meeting my gaze. "When?" I hissed.
"When we were on tour." he started. I squeezed my eyes shut. "In Wolverhampton." he added. I closed them tighter, trying to stop the tears from bubbling out. Two times, I've been cheated on two times in three years by two of my best friends. "Im sorry"
Niall tried to reach for my arm, but I pulled away, bringing my hand up and smacking him right across the face. "You cheated on me, and you expect some bullshit 'Im sorry' to make up for it!?" I snapped, hitting him in the chest over and over again.
Everyone was watching, gasping at the news that Innocent Irish cutie, Niall Horan cheated on his girlfriend. Niall grabbed my wrists, stopping me from hitting him, causing me to look up into his sad eyes. But I didnt care, his sad eyes dont mean shit to my broken heart. "Stacy, I-I love you." he whispered.
I shook my head. "Fuck you. We're done." I spat before ripping my arms out his grip and walking away.
Harry's P.O.V
I stood there, watching as everything happened. Niall? Niall Horan? The one that assalted me against the lockers for cheating, cheated on Stacy? What?
Stacy started walking away, did she forget that she brought a car? I looked back at Niall who stood crying. I let out a bitter laugh, stepping closer to him. I didnt know what I was doing, what was really going on with me, but it seemed like a different part of me took over, and I couldnt help myself.
Niall looked up at me, angry. His fists were clenched, and jaw was set, but I wasnt phased. "You've got some nerve." he said through gritted teeth. I shrugged. "Yeah, and you're a hypocrite." I said back. "You hit me for cheating on Stacy, yet you turn around and do it yourself. Unbelievable. I cant believe people thought you were better than me, when in reality you werent better at all. Infact, you're the same." I said, turning around and heading to the car.
"I didnt cheat on her with her mum, Harry." he spat. I turned on my heel, walking back over to Niall. "No. But you cheated on her knowing her history of being cheated on. Knowing how much she hurt when I did it, and you still chose to anyway." I said before walking back to the car, and driving away.
I drove for about ten minutes before I caught up with Stacy. She was walking in the direction of her flat, and she looked pissed. I decided to leave it, and let her walk. Maybe she needed time to clear her head.
Stacy's P.O.V
I saw Harry park the Range Rover infront of the flat. He got out as I was right infront of it, giving me the keys and we walked in the flat together. Everyone was back before me. Everyone except Niall.
I saw everyone looking at me with hopeful faces, and just broke down. I cried, stomping to my room and getting my suitcases. I threw shit in there, my clothes, my shoes, jewlery, my toothbrush, ect. I didnt care that my suitcase probably wouldnt zip.
I wheeled my stuff to my car, ignoring the attempts to take my bags from me, ignoring the questions as to why I was leaving. I loaded my car with my bags, backing out of the parking space my Range Rover was in and driving. Driving to my home. My real one.
I knocked on the door, waiting for it to open. When it did, Jo saw my puffy eyes, hugging me tightly before helping me in. I sat on the familiar couch next to Declan, resting my head on his shoulder, crying even harder. "He cheated on me."
Niall's P.O.V
I got back to my flat to see the boys, Perri, Danielle, and Eleanor. "Where's Stacy?" I was almost too afraid to ask. "She left." Eleanor muttered. I could tell she was seething, all of the girls were, they had grown close to Stacy since the days back in Holmes Chapel.
My breathing hitched, and heart stopped. I ran to the bedroom to see all her stuff gone. I ran to the bathroom, not one thing of hers left behind. I walked back out to the living room, tears streaming down my face. "Why did she leave?" I croaked.
Danielle scoffed. "You know why."she said, getting up and leaving, the rest of the girls following her. Harry followed them, and the three boys that were left went to follow them also. "Wait, you're leaving?" I asked. Zayn nodded, and left, Louis patted my shoulder and did the same.
Liam was the one to scoff. "We told you to clean up your own mess, and you only made it worse. Haz told us about everything. Really Niall, playing innocent? That's not gonna get you any sympathy. You're not innocent little Niall any more." he shook his head before leaving out.
I only slept with Summer so I couldnt feel lonely, so my mind wouldnt get back into that mindset of being alone. But those hours of not being alone, resulted in probably days of it. I most likely wont ever get Stacy back again.
