The Chatroom

Chapter 15

A/N : In honour of the Live While We're Young video/song being released like, 8 hours ago. I decided to write this for you.

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I stood in shock. "How, did you find me?" I asked him. 

"Well, uhm. It was kinda easy because I checked your laptop and I saw you and some other girl, and in the back was the address of the house you guys were standing in front of. I guess, since when you weren't in your secret place you'd go with your friend." He scratched the back of his neck, nervously. 

"Just leave, Niall." I spat at him, anger laced in my voice. I tried to slam the door but he stopped it. "What!" I yelled at him. A little quieter, because I remembered that Rachel and Zayn were probably still upstairs sleeping. "Talk to me, come back home? Please?" He looked at me with his electric blue eyes, pleading. "Nnn....Mmma...Fine." I went to go slid on a pair of slippers I found and went outside with Niall. 

I stayed quiet as we got to my car. I guess he walked here. I went to the driver's seat, but Niall got in front of me. "Niall, get on the other side." "No, I'm driving." Before I could give him a billion reasons why he wasn't gonna drive my car, he took my keys and hopped in. I groaned out in frustration and hopped in the other door. I leaned my head on the window. He didn't turn on the radio, so it was silent. Not the comfortable one we usually shared, just an awkward one because neither of us knew what to say. 

He went to the corner of the street and turned right. Good, he knows the way. I shut my eyes, and sleep overcame me. 

I woke up to someone shaking me lightly, cooing in my ear. "Come on Sara, we're here." "Where's here?" I asked, opening my eyes. I looked around, and we weren't home. I looked in the driver's side to find Niall. Ugh, are you kidding me? When did he get in here? Did I let him drive? Where are we? It is such a good thing that when I drink I don't get those really bad killer headaches the day after. I love it, otherwise my head would be hurting. 

"Niall? I said, where are we." I told him, looking at him as he looked away sheepishly. No! You are supposed to be mad at him, not going on about how cute he looks. "Uhm, well we need to talk." "About what?" I scoffed at him, not wanting to talk to him at all. "Look, I know that you saw me and your neighbor, what her name? Jessica?" "Jenny..." I mumbled. Wow he had sex with her and he didn't even know her name. 

"Yeah, but the point is. She came on to me. Yeah, I may have kissed back, but I couldn't help but compare your kisses to hers, what things would be like if that was you." Awh, he was doing the same thing I was doing with Harry, but why is he telling me this, and how did he know? 

"I know, I know. How do I know? Well, when Jenny took me back to her house, I stopped. I froze because you are-I mean were- my girlfriend, and I couldn't lose you like that. When I came back to your house, I saw you crying and running to your car, and you drove off. I didn't have sex with her." He told me grabbing my hand lightly. I pulled away. How do I know he wasn't lying? Well, how do you know he wasn't telling the truth? "Niall, I'm not gonna lie. I was more than pissed that you did that with Jenny. And I am not taking you back. Just, I need a few days. I really do like you, Niall. But, I don't know."

"Look, stop Sara. I know you slept with someone and-" I put my hand up to stop him. "What? How, did you know that?" "It was pretty obvious. I mean, the text?" "Oh..." I couldn't really say anything. I feel guilty because I had sex with Harry and he denied sex with Jenny. "So, I think you it's only fair if I slept with someone too." My heart, I swear you could hear it crack. Was he flaunting that he was gonna sleep with someone. I opened the car door, and walked out. I don't know where we were, and there didn't seem to be anyone living, near us. Well, I always said I wanted to get the perfect hourglass figure, why not start with walking?