A Happily Never After (A Niall Horan Fanfic)

A Meeting with the Devil

Chapter 15

Niall was here. He was here, in the next room, about to walk in and see me in his flat. Not only was Niall here, so was his girlfriend.

I turned to face Liam and he comfortingly put his hand on top of mine, squeezing it gently. I forced a smile in his direction, preparing myself for the worst.

In order to get to the family room, you had to walk through the kitchen first. No surprise to me, I heard the fridge door open, at the same time I heard footsteps getting closer, no not footsteps, I heard the obnoxiously loud clacking of heels on the linoleum floor.

A few seconds later, I saw a girl walk into the family room. Louis looked to Harry, sticking his tongue out and Zayn rolled his eyes rather dramatically.

I looked this girl up and down. She had overdone, long bleach blonde hair and she was wearing a shirt that was cut way too low. She had on six inch heels and she was wearing the shortest jean shorts I've ever seen, I don't even think they could be called shorts, more like jean underwear. It was awful. From sitting twenty feet away, I could still see her heavy eyeliner with her unimaginably long eyelashes. She had on really dark eyeshadow and her lips were bright red. She was way too overdone.

"Who is she?" Stacy turned to Harry asking this question right in front of me, not to mention pointing at me. Rude.

Just then, in walked Niall. He had changed his outfit from before. He was wearing nice tan shorts and his signature red polo, as us directioners call it (Yes, i consider myself a directioner, when I met the boys earlier today, in fact, I was screaming inside). He was stuffing his face with what looked to be a Twinkie-like pastry while snaking his arm around Stacy's way too tiny waist.

Okay, I am skinny, I know that, but I'm not unhealthy skinny, this girl was. She looked like she hadn't eaten in months. Ehhh.

Niall looked up from his feet, coming face to face with me, practically choking on his food.

"Lennon?" he said, while coughing to keep from choking.

I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out. I couldn't say anything, I just looked at the floor.

"You know her?" a high pitched irritating voice asked quite abruptly.

"She's just... ummm... We were friends a few years ago," he said looking his girlfriend in the eyes.

Okay that hurt.

Zayn was in utter shock that Niall would say anything like that while Harry's mouth was in the shape of an "o". Liam squeezed my hand again and Louis ran his hand through his hair.

There was a brief silence before Niall walked over to the opposite end of the couch and sat down. Louis wouldn't move over to give Stacy room so she sat on Niall's lap... Lovely.

"Let's watch a movie!" Stacy squealed. Can I punch you now?

Everyone ignored her while Louis was intently watching the Food Channel.

"Nialley-whiley, can we pretty pwease watch a movie?" she asked, rubbing her thumb on his jawline. His face turned red and he obediently got up and walked over to what I thought was a movie rack.

"Sure love," he answered. Love? He was supposed to be calling me love.

He picked some random movie and shoved it into the slot, the tv screen immediately changing from the Food Channel.

"Hey, I was watching that!" Louis whined.

"And now we're watching this," Niall snapped. Harsh.

"What are we watching?" Harry said blandly while Niall patted his lap for Stacy to sit.

"A horror film!" Niall said excitedly.

Oh no, no, no. Not a horror movie. I hate scary movies. I cried once watching a Halloween movie for ten year olds, when I was fifteen. This is not good.

"What's wrong Lennon? Are you alright?" Liam whispered in my ear.

"I don't do scary movies," I whispered back.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could've sworn that I saw Niall staring at me. Yeah right.

"It's okay, babe. If you get scared, I'm here," he said innocently. He was so sweet. I guess I would be fine. It's just a movie. I smiled at Liam and the movie started.

Yeah, I wasn't fine. My head was under Liam's arm practically the whole movie. After being burrowed in Liam for a good half hour straight, I looked up at everyone in the room. Zayn was asleep (no surprise there), Louis looked bored, Harry was on his phone and Niall, Niall was practically sucking Stacy's face off. How long have they been kissing? Liam tapped me on the shoulder as tears brimmed my eyes. Have I been staring? I shot my head to Liam and he wiped a falling tear off of my cheek. He looked over at Niall then back at me.

"It's okay Lennon," he said taking my hand.

I got up from where I was sitting, all the boys giving me concerned looks, well except for Niall who was still eating Stacy's face. I forced a small smile and walked into the kitchen letting it all out. Gosh, I have been crying so much lately. I hate being dramatic.

However, I leaned on the fridge and cried. I put my hands up to my eyes and just held them there eventually pulling them back through my hair.

My makeup was probably smeared all over my face, but I didn't care.

"Lennon, are you alright?" a tired Zayn asked, rubbing his eyes.

I walked over and gave him a tight hug.

"I think I need to go Zayn, can I have my phone from Harry and then I can call a cab to pick me up."

"Nonsense," Zayn said, waking up a bit more. "I'll drive you."

"Zayn, I can't let you do that! You were just sleeping for goodn--"

"Lennon, I'm driving you," he said sternly.

I shook my head in agreement and let Zayn go get my phone. I didn't want to go back in there. A few moments later Zayn returned with my phone, along with Liam, Louis, and Harry.

"I'm sorry Lennon, Niall really wasn't supposed to come back," Harry said apologetically.

"It's alright Harry."

He gave me a hug and so did Liam an Louis.

"I'll miss you guys," I said.

"No you won't, we'll be seeing you sooner than you think!" Louis said, winking.

I laughed and walked out to the car with Zayn. This time I got into the correct side of the car. Yay! Progress!

The ride was mostly quiet, just some small talk and the quiet hum of the radio. I glanced down at my phone. I still had my unanswered text from mother but I was in no mood to talk yet her now. I had a few texts from Clara and one from Sandy. I'll check those in the morning, I thought as we pulled up to my hotel.

Zayn insisted on walking me to my room. He gave me another tight hug and we exchanged goodbyes.

It took me a while to fall asleep, but once I did, I dreamt of Niall.

A/N drama's about to set it ;) vote and comment please