The Pretty One (A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 2

I woke up the next morning yet again to a cold bed. I ran my hand over his pillow and sighed sadly. I checked my phone to see only one message, Niall.

At the studio, Again. :(

I scoffed, 'Sure you are'. I got up and went to the bathroom to freshen up. I brushed my teeth and freshened up, grabbing the towel to dry my face. The truth I had discovered last night hadn't really gotten to me yet but when I stood in front of the sink and looked in the mirror it finally hit me. The tears that were threatening to spill last night, finally came. I let out a strangled cry but covered my mouth immediatley. If Ella heard she'd come running and I didn't want that right now. I turned my back to the sink and slowly slid to floor, sobbing my heart out. My hand removed itself from my mouth as my cries became louder and louder and I hit the ground with a thud. Violent tears streamed down my face, sobs racking my body. Was is it something that I did? Did he ever love me? These questions ran around my head as my cries were becoming more hysterical by the second. The tears rolled down and they had no intention of stopping. I clutched the towel close to my chest, gasping for breath wondering where I had gone wrong in this relationship. It felt as though my chest was on fire but with each teardrop that fell it got worse. I hiccuped loudly and shook my head wishing what I'd heard last night was all a dream.

"Liv? Liv, what's wrong?" Ella's frantic calls came from the bathroom door. I kept crying, I didn't want to tell her I knew. She didn't even know if Niall cheating was true or not and I wasn't in any state to tell her. So I stayed there on the cold, tiled floor holding onto my sister and sobbing my heart out until it was empty and I couldn't physically cry anymore. When my harsh tears turned into quiet sniffles Ella helped me up and took me over to my room. She sat me down on the bed and went to get a glass of water for me. She returned and handed me the glass. "Drink this," she ordered. She sat down next to me and waited for me to finish drinking. "Now tell me what happened."

I took a deep breath, fighting back another flood of tears. In a shaky voice, I told her, "I heard your conversation with Louis last night." Her eyes widened. She was about to speak but I quickly stopped her. "I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but I heard Niall's name and became curious."
"But Liv, we don't know if it's true or not. I could have been mistaken, she might have just been a friend of his." She said worriedly.
I shook my head "Nope." A few tears managed to slip out again. I wiped them away and continued. "Not a mistake, I heard him talking to her when he thought I was asleep. He called her last night and called her 'babe'. As if that wasn't bad enough he's out with her right now."

Her eyes filled with fury and I felt her tense up as I said those words. Her rage-filled eyes looked at me as she spoke with anger. "I'm gonna kill that bastard." She got up and started pacing the room as I watched her own eyes began to water up and her voice cracked as she spoke. "He promised. He promised us he would never leave us."
"Ella." I glared at her. "I know you're angry but please don't swear." She ignored my comment and sat back down on the bed. She put her head in her hands and sighed loudly.
"I can't believe he would do that. I'm so, so sorry, Liv." Her hazel eyes escaping a few tears. "I wish I'd said something to you sooner."
"No, Ella don't say that, please."
She looked at me and rubbed my arm sympathetically. "I'm gonna go make some breakfast. Come down whenever you want. Kay?" I nodded and put on a fake smile. She walked over to the door and was about to leave when I called her back.
"Ella, wait."
"Yes?"
"I love you, sweetie. Thank you for always being there for me."
"I love you too, and dont worry, I'm gonna kick his Irish arse when he gets home. You don't worry about a thing." She smiled and my fake one was still etched onto my face but it quickly faltered the second Ella left the room. I sighed sadly and layed back on the bed trying to get rid of the bad thoughts that were yet again clouding my mind.