Plot 22

Chapter 3

Megan POV

Niall was so sweet. I was incredibly lucky to have him. He was right. I did put him through a lot of crap that he didn't deserve, but he was staying. And, I couldn't ask for more than that. I sat up in bed and scanned the room. He wasn't here. I grabbed his shirt and put it on. I heard voices in the living room. One of them sounded extremely upset. I strutted into the living room.

"Hey babe", I said, kissing Niall on the cheek.

"Hey there", he said, putting his arm around me. I realized who he had been talking to.

"Uh, hey Harry". Harry nodded towards me, but didn't say anything. "What are you guys up to?"

"Uh, we're just talking", Niall said, giving Harry a look. 

"What was that?"

"What was what?"

"Did you really think I didn't see that look that you gave him? What was that for? Is there something that you don't want to tell me?"

"How are you, Megan?", Harry asked me. I rolled my eyes.

"Don't try and change the subject. I got off Niall's lap and stood up. "Fine. Don't tell me". I stormed back into the room and slammed the door.

Keeping secrets from me? Really?

Niall POV

"Don't you think you should go check on her?", Harry asked me.

I looked towards the door. The room shook when she slammed the door, so I knew she was pissed. But, no. I wasn't going to coddle her just because she thought she was being left out. We were talking about Ashley, and I knew she didn't want to hear that.

"She'll be alright. How are you, Harry?" He looked at the ground. I heard him swallow. When he looked at me, he had a smile on his face, but his eyes were sad. I could tell that he was hurt.

"I'm doing better. Yeah, it still hurts. But, I know she's better where she is now. I'll always miss her, but I need to move on". I smiled. His face looked like he really meant what he said. If he was going to try to move on, I would do my best to help him. 

"We're going out tonight", I said to him. He smiled.

"What do you mean?"

"There's this club down the street. I'll come get you at about 11. Trust me. I'll have you feeling back to normal in no time". He agreed to it and left. I relucantly trudged back into our room to check on Megan.

"Meg?" 

She was sitting with her legs crossed in the middle of the bed. She didn't acknowledge me when I came in.

"I'm sorry", I said, sitting behind her, "I didn't want you to feel left out. But, I know you didn't want to hear it".

"What were you discussing?"

"Ashley". She rolled her eyes and blew her breath.

"I knew you didn't want to hear it. Forget it. Let's change the subject. Harry and I are going out tonight". Her big brown eyes stared at me.

"Where?"

"To a club".

"Why?"

"We haven't had a guys' night out in a while. It'll probably just be and him". She pretended to pout. "Sorry, babe. But, he needs me right now".

"I need you". She kissed me.

"Well, as much as I would like to take you up on that offer, I really have to go". I pulled away.

"Fine", she said.

We laid in the bed and watched movies till 11. She fell asleep around 10:30, and I didn't bother waking her when I left. I kissed her on the cheek, left a note, and snuck out the door. Harry was waiting outside his house when I drove up.

"Ready, mate?"

"I am. Let's go".

Paul offered to come with us, but we told him that we would be fine. I'm sure nothing bad would happen. The club was like 5 minutes away, so we got there pretty quickly. When we got there, I saw that there was a long line outside. Sucks for them. I walked right up to the bouncer, and he let us in. As soon as I stepped in , I was glad that we came. The flashing lights of multiple colors. The music that was so loud, you wanted to cover you ears, but you didn't dare. The stench of alcohol and other people that you hated and loved at the same time. The atmosphere of people just out to have a good time. I missed this. I missed going out. I couldn't do that anymore now that I was with Megan. Of course, I wouldn't trade her for anything. Still, I never got used to being attached to someone. Harry and I got a table and immediately started drinking. I downed just about every drink the bartender threw at me. At about the 5th drink, 2 girls walked over to us. 2 brunettes. The one with blue eyes walked over to Harry and sat on his lap. They emerged into a conversation. The blue eyed one walked over to me.

"Hey cutie", she said.

"Hi", I said.

I drank about 2 more, and had my 8th one in my hand. I may have been going a little overboard. But, I never went out anymore. I was going to have some fun.

"You wanna dance?", she asked me. I hadn't forgotten about Megan.

"Sorry, babe. I have a girlfriend. Maybe some other time".

"Come on.  You don't want to have some fun? We don't even have to dance. We can just sit here and talk. Or...not talk".

Persistent. "Thanks, but I'm good. I just wanted my mate to have some fun".

I looked over at Harry. He and the girl were still just talking. Normally, Harry would be down her throat by now, but the fact that they were just talking made me wonder. Maybe he wasn't over Ashley yet. Maybe she had changed him more than I thought. The girl tried to put her arms around my neck. I moved from under her grasp.

"You seem like a nice girl, but I'm going to have to stop you there. I may be a tad bit intoxicated, but I am well aware of my beautiful girlfriend that is waiting at home for me. I'm sorry".

She pretended as if she didn't hear me. I put my hands up to nudge her back. Then, I heard a male voice.

"Get your hands off my girlfriend". I looked up to see this massive man that was clearly pissed off. 

"I'm not touching your girlfriend".

"Don't lie to me. Stop hitting on her".

"I wasn't. Clearly, you're not listening. She was flirting with me".

"Really? Why would she do that?" He chuckled as if I was nothing.

"You tell me. You see what you're looking at. If I were you, I would be attracted to me".

"What did you just say to me?", he asked, getting madder by the second.

"Mate, maybe we should leave", Harry said. I ignored him.

"Why don't you get your dick out of your ear so you can hear me? But, maybe I am giving you too much credit. It probably wouldn't reach anyway". His girlfriend gasped.

"You're going to wish you hadn't said that".

"Why is that?", I asked. He moved his hand into his pocket. I saw him reach for something silver.

"GET DOWN", Harry shouted, "HE HAS A G-".

I heard a gunshot and a lot of screams.

Megan POV

It was 1 in the morning. Who in the world could be calling me right now? I trudged through my clothes on the floor and answered the phone.

"Hello", I said groggily, "yes, this is Megan.

Yes, I am Niall's girlfriend. Did something happen?"

I gasped as she explained.

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