What We Are - N.H

Forty Five

MABEL'S P.O.V

I knew every single word falling from his God damned mouth was true, but I hated to admit it. I knew he was right and that he always will be, but he doesnt know Ethan like I do. He doesnt know that Ethan is an amazing person, that, although he did all of those horrible things to me, he has apologised. He has changed, and when he says he wont do it again, he won't.

"You have no idea. He has changed. He loves Freya and do you know what, I am happy for him." I shouted completely loosing it. Every word, said with such anger towards the boy I love.

"I don't care about what hes done to me, that was the past. I know that he will never do it again, to anyone. I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU" I cried as I unlocked to door and ran back into the restaurant. I knew my words were harsh, but Niall needed to get the message. I've forgiven Ethan, and I'm never going back on the promice I've made.

When I got back in, I could feel everyone's gaze burning through me. I wasn't surprised though, considering the state I must have looked. Gone into the bathrooms with perfect makeup, and running out with tears rolling down my cheeks and Niall calling after me.

"For Gods sake. You always do this," Niall shouted after me as I headed for the door, my bags being the least of my worries.

"Really Mabel? Your actually unbelievable. Please, I already said I'm sorry." He called.

"If you really think he wants to get back into my fucking pants, your completly wrong, JUST GET AWAY FROM ME" I yelled back, instantly regretting my words when I saw the look of horror on Freya's face.

"Oh shit Freya, I'm so sorry" I sobbed, more tears flooding from my eyes. I think it would just be best if I left. I needed to get out of the restaurant before I caused any more problems.

"Mabel come here" Katrina stood up and opened her arms for me. As tempted as I was to accept her kind gesture, I had to go, for everyone's sake.

I ran as fast as I could out through the nearest exit, the cold air hitting my cheeks was a nasty shock, sending shivers through my body, but I just carried on running, as fast as my now frozen legs would take me.

I quickly brought my hands to my face, shielding me eyes from the bright flashes of the papps, knowing full well that all the pictures that they were getting of me would probably be the juicy top story on the front of every news paper tomorrow, I couldn't care less.

It was so cold. The faster I moved the colder I got, but I had to carry on. Wrapping my arms around my body, I ran into the hotel; luckily only being a block away from the restaurant, trying to hold my head high, not wanting to look the idiot I felt.

As soon as I waked through the revolving doors, the goosebumps on my bare skin instantly disappeared and I felt a warm breeze flow through my body as I walked under the welcoming air conditioning.

I got many stares from a lot of the staff and customers as I ran to the closest elevator, frantically pressing the buttons on the wall with my numb fingers.

I was running out of time, if Niall had followed me, he would nearly be here. I had no intention of being seen or spoken to by him this evening so I sprinted to the staircase. Once I got through the door, I had to stop, I was out of puff. I felt exhausted and knowing my luck, my inhaler was in my handbag, in Nandos.

Slowly I began to make my way up the towering fights. Hauling my body up every step, at this rate, Niall will be waiting for me at the top. I took one painstakingly small step at a time, trying as hard as I could to breathe in as big as I could. Inhaling and exhaling always felt like such an easy part of life, but when its hard to do, you feel like there is something inside you, wanting you to not be able to take in the air. I knew the guilt inside was the huge weight, dragging me down. Why did I make Niall apologise. For what? All he did was to protect me and try to make everything better for me and I went allong and screwed it up into a ball and threw it back in his face. He must hate me right now and to be honest, I hate me too.