kidnapped by one direction

CHAPTER 19

Niall's POV

I remember. Morgan, my girlfriend, who just left, Morgan West, called me names and practically made me sit in my bathroom for hours feeling so down about myself. Her words made a scar across my wrist, her words cut through me like knives... her words they killed me inside. I sat there, shocked at what I just remembered. I looked over at Louis, registering what he did to help me. I couldn't remember still.

That moment, the door opened and the girl herself and two others. Louis left the room, as for only three people in at a time. I ignored the two people, and looked over at Morgan, giving her a stern glare.

"What?" Morgan choked, looking at me, scared, as she saw my glare directed towards her.

"You," I say curtly, jabbing my finger at her, "you're a fucking bitch."

Morgan widened her eyes, and stepped back. The two boys did too. Morgan had tears in her eyes, but that didn't stop me.

"You are a fucking bitch who doesn't care about anyone but herself," I screamed, tears forming in my eyes as I remember, I remember all the names she called me, all the times I hurt myself.

"You don't mean that," she sobbed, letting tears fall down her cheeks, leaving a trail of moisture. I stare at her hardly, not caring about her feelings like she didn't care about my feelings.

"I do mean that."

Morgan collapsed, crying into her hands.

The boys stood back in shock at what I said, frozen to move.

I kept on going, "I mean everything I say. You treated me horribly and didn't give a damn. How could you ever say that shit to me? Do you even care about how I felt after the shit you said? Of course you fucking don't."

"NIALL!" one of the boys yelled.

"What?" I reply. "She caused this shit. She bullied me like no other. Made me hate everything about myself."

The boys turned slowly to Morgan, shock on their face, but Morgan wasn't there. She was gone.

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Morgan's POV

I ran out of the hosptial, Louis calling my name faint behind my trail. I didn't bother looking back. I couldn't.

"Morgan!" I hear Louis yell as he got closer. I stopped in my tracks, huffing as I wipe tears from my cheeks. Turning around, I come face to face with Louis behind me.

"Yeah?" I ask.

"What happened?" Louis asked, grabbing my hand comfortingly. Louis stared at me. I could barely look at him. I collapsed into his arms, crying my heart out. "He doesn't care about me anymore, Louis. Doesn't even know the me now."

"Morgan-"

"He hates me!" I sobbed, "everyone does now. I feel like shit, Louis."

"I don't hate you," Louis says, "Niall doesn't know what he's talking about."

"Yes he does. He was pretty adamant on everything," I cry.

"He didn't mean it-"

"Yes he did!" I shouted. "I'm just tired, Louis. I need to go home."

I was tired. Mentally tired. I didn't want to deal with any of this, I just needed to lay down and to not think for a bit.

"Okay, Morg. I'll take you home."
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This chapter is hella short but don't worry, next chapter will be long. I promise you.

I hope you don't hate me, I sincerely hope you don't hate me. o___o