Our Love (1D Fanfic)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

"Nothing much," I replied, looking down. He and I were talking after a long time. I was happy and nervous. What if he might just suddenly push me away from him? It's not like he already has.

"This is my spot of the house, can you go somewhere else?" See what I mean?

"I got here first, you can continue eating that in the kitchen, where you're really supposed to be." I tried defending myself. "Oh come on Charlotte, I'm not in a mood to fight." "Then why'd you start it?" "I didn't do anything, I just asked you to leave that's it. Nothing wrong with asking, right?" He pointed to the door.

Ugh. It's always my fault every now and then. Is this how much punishment I need?

I walked to door, but before entering, he shouted, "You don't get it do you?" "Get what?" "I'm not that innocent and fun guy I was. I changed." I know that, I'm just confused why just because of some crazy rejection I did 2 years ago.

"Right now, did you think I came here to actually think I'd be talking with you? Acting as if nothing's wrong between you and I? No, Charlotte. You're wrong, you thought differently. You expected wrong! Just like me when I was rejected." He confessed to me, hurting my feelings. I couldn't believe he just told me that. It wasn't because he blamed me this entire time, but because of my expectations. Expecting is another word for bad luck. You're either left with content, annoyance or grief.

I went on my way, slamming the door and rushed to the bathroom. The tears fell on my cheek as soon as I closed the door.

I know Niall has changed, but not completely. He's still stuck at his old past. Instead of being in his crazy and great present. He thinks he's changed into a different person but he hasn't.

He's Niall James Horan. The guy who became my Math partner and became my best friend and cover mate.

But that's what I think of him which doesn't matter to him anymore.

Cause, I'm the girl who broke his heart. No longer the girl who made him feel good about himself.

The door makes a sound. What does this guy want? To hurt me more? "Hello?" I hear someone's voice. Not Niall's. The person knocks and I say my name. "Oh, Charlotte it's me, Josh. Are you almost done?" "Yeah, hold on." "You sound funny, are you okay?"

I washed my face and cleared my throat.

No freaking towel.

Fudge.

"I'm good! Just a little tired," I unlocked the door and got out. "Charlotte... Your face is wet. Did you take a bath or something?" "No, silly... Now, go." "What'd you do in there then?" "None of your business."

"Oh come on, tell me." I shook my head. "Fine... I'll have to tickle you then!" "You don't even know where my tickle spot is." "Uh, yeah I do." "Oh yeah, where?" "Right... here." He poked my neck. "Hey, stop it!" He started messing up my hair. "Ouch!" I closed my eyes. I got hit by a strand and it had water. 

Dang it. 

He stopped and pulled his shirt up a bit. "Where?" "The eye that's closed, moron." "Well open it, idiot." I slowly did and he wiped the water with his shirt. I did my best not to look at his abs, so I looked at him instead. I noticed he was looking at my closely. Josh had really nice eyes. I never knew that.

"Gone?" He asked me.

"Yeah, it's good thanks." I smiled. He pulled his shirt down and told me, "Too bad, you didn't tell me why your face as wet. I would've gave you an awesome hug," he and I laughed and I asked him, "Even if I don't tell you, can you still hug me right now?"

"Hmm.... Let me think." He turned over and over again. I hugged him from behind and said, "There, all you have to do is hug me back." He turned his back around me and hugged me again and whispered, "You impatient girl."

He and I laughed. I felt someone watching us and saw Niall. "Quit showing off and get your butts upstairs. Practice starts early." He shouted angrily and left us. 

What's his problem? Josh and I broke off our hug and he whispered, "Looks like Niall wants a hug from Joshie, aww." I started laughing crazily and punching his arm. We went up and entered the rehearsal room.

Here we go again, gah.