This Love 2

chapter 36

this is a long chapter because i have 3 tests coming up and 2 essays to type, so I'm trying to upload as much as possible :) I probably will upload again tonight/tomorrow idk pretty soon! I didn't want you guys waiting forever for the next upload of a chapter bc I know that annoys me whenever author's don't update their shit for a loooong time. :)

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Niall's P.O.V

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"Michael's party is tonight, were you and Piper going to go?" I ask Harry. Piper and Cleo are still asleep, but whenever they wake up we were planning on going out for lunch at IHOP. Michael is a guy Harry and I met in middle school, it's his twenty-first birthday, so I know for sure there's going to be a shit ton of alcohol. We decide to discuss this before they wake up so we know whether we wanted to go ourselves.

"Of course! Dude, Michael's parties are always the best especially now that this is a birthday celebration it's going to be ten times more fun. Piper would probably go, I don't know. Why?"

I sit on the soft couch across from Harry who is on the long white sofa, flipping through the channels to find anything good on television.

"I was just wondering becau-" I stop talking once footsteps come down the stairs.

"Just wondering what?" Piper says, walking slowly over to Harry and sitting on his lap.

"I think he's just wondering if I think Cleo would go to Michael's party." He blurts.

I'm asking them first to see if I should even ask her, I'll stay at home with her if she doesn't want to go. Last time Cleo went to a party was a long time ago and she got super wasted, then couldn't tell who was who. Her glasses got crushed from them falling on the floor and guys took advantage of that in many ways except for taking her upstairs and forcing her to have sex with them.

I would've killed someone if they did that. Thankfully, I didn't have to kill anyone, but I still was pissed the fuck off whenever I saw a purple hickey on her neck. Whenever she woke up the next morning after that party, she shouted for me while she was in the shower and asked me why I gave her so many lovebites last night and why I bruised her from touching her too hard.

That was a miserable fucking day.

It was full of her crying into a pillow for almost ten days straight.

She got lost in the thick crowd of people.

"Cleo? Going to a party? Yeah right!" Piper laughs.

"No offense or anything, but you know damn well Cleo is not going to go. I don't want to call her a nerd, but would she even fit in at a party? I'm not trying to be mean, I promise, but people don't really know who she is nor does she socialize with people," Harry and Piper describe her.