Ne Me Quitte Pas (Don't Leave Me)

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 Authors note: So I know you all hate me because of what I did to poor Nialler. (btw, happy birthday to him!! Love him soooooooo darn much)

Anyways, by the end of this chapter, you're going to hate me even more....but I promise you! Everything will get better soon.

But this is a big chapter. Like super big! And i hope u guys approve.

For all of you on Team Niall, you're going to love me and hate me by the end of this chapter.

And cuz im betting most of you are not on Team Tristan, my next chapter will be all information. I'll tell u bout Tristans past and maybe some of you will understand more. And ill add a few other cute stuff. So the next chapter wont be a proper chapter, just a break thingy...

But please read it!!!

And again, I wish my blue eyed baby a Happy Bday!

Love you all, always and forever,

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thetypicaldramaqueen

“No you don’t” I said, walking backwards, until my back hit the wall. I flinched in pain but other than that, showed no signs that I cared. “You don’t love me.”

“Why would you say that?” Niall said, softening up, “Look Chrissy, I tried to tell you at the masquerade but you started talking about going slow so I just went with that. I didn’t want to tell you like this but I had to you. I love you Chrissy!”

“No you don’t!” I screamed. “Stop saying that!”

“Why?” He yelled back,

“I just don’t know….please…..why can’t you hate me? Hate me with all your heart Niall! Tell me I have a fear of commitments or that I will never love you. Because I won’t. I can’t.” I whispered, sinking down to the floor. I put my hands on my face and turned sideways so he wouldn’t see me.

“That’s the problem Chrissy. You can’t. You can’t hate me almost as much as I can’t hate you. And you know why? Because you love me too.” Niall whispered, coming down to my level and moving my hands away, forcing me to look into those deep blue eyes.

“I don’t love you Niall.” I said, meeting his eyes once more.

“You’re telling yourself you don’t because you think it’ll be an easier decision for you. You love Tristan. I know that. And you know what? I'm okay with it. Because Chrissy? Eventually, you’ll fall out of love with him and fall even more in love with me. So I'm not giving up. On you, or us. And don’t try to give up either Chrissy. Don’t give up on us.”

“I don’t get it…” I said.

“What don’t you get?”

“Why you’re fighting. Why you’re fighting for me. After everything. I just don’t understand. You deserve someone better. And you know it. If you were him, you would’ve left me, if you were…..Tristan. If you were Tristan, you would’ve found a better girl by now.” I said.

“But you don’t get it. There's no one better than you, for me. No one. Out of all the girls I’ve ever met, you were the one who I wanted. And its never going to change. Whether you like it or not.”

And suddenly, I realized, I didn’t need to talk anymore. There was no need for it. I just needed to kiss him.

“I pick you…” I whispered. “I’ll always pick you.”

Xxxx(Saturday)xxxx

Authors note: Hey, so I usually don’t do this but this was important. If you don’t realize why Saturdays important, go to the last chapter, or the one before, and read the part where Tristan sends Chrissy flowers.

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