Uh...Hi... (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Picture Perfect My Ass...

A:N) Hey, um, I'm just going to keep this short because my laptop is randomly shutting off but here's chapter 19. Mostly about Niall and Jessica and how their relationship isn't as perfect as it seems. I did a Zayn POV, because honestly, we don't have enough of him in the book. Next chapter (which will be fun) is mostly about Brittney, Niall, Jessica, and Lou. I promise you a good cat fight! Love you all and have an amazing life! God that sounds like I'm dying... I promise you I'm not! Rainbow out! :D

Chapter 19

Picture Perfect My Ass…

***Zayn’s POV***

Just like in any serious relationship famous couples have fights too. It’s part of the road to forever. Yeah some fights are worse than others, and some fights might take days, weeks, months, or even years to repair. I guess that’s the beautiful thing about soul mates. No matter how horrible the fight may seem they always seem to make up.

Now, with all that being said listening to Niall and Jessica go at each other’s throats from the other side of Niall’s front door wasn’t pleasant.

“What do you mean?! If you want to say it just say it!”

“You want to know what I’m trying to do?  I’m trying to help my girlfriend! When’s the last time you even talked to your parent’s? Huh Jessica?!”

“You don’t know a thing!”

“Maybe that’s because you won’t let me! Fuck Jessica! Just tell me what you think, let me in for a minute! We can’t have a relationship if you don’t let me in, so why don’t you?!”

There was a pause, the sounds of crying was definite. I jumped a little when I felt a hand on my shoulder; looking over it I saw Liam and the rest of the lads giving me a questioning look. Holding up my finger to my lips I motioned for them to be quiet and listen.

“Maybe because I don’t know how… Goodbye Niall.” 

My eyes widened along with the boys when we heard the words. It wasn’t an “I’ll-see-you-later” goodbye it was more of an “I’m-done-with-this” goodbye. This was so not good.

The shuffling of feet came closer as I motioned for the boys to run into the nearest flat which just so happened to be mine. I pressed my ear to the door as soon as I shut it. The voices on the other side were muffled but clear enough that I could hear what they were saying.

“Wait Jessica… please… I’m sorry. You’re right it’s your business, I-.”

“No Niall you’re right. If you must know I haven’t talked or seen my parents in over four months. I don’t let people in easily and I don’t know how to tell people things. If I can’t do that than what’s the point of a relationship?”

“Princess…” Niall croaked making my heart break a little. I hated hearing my best mates so upset, but I couldn’t help but think he fucked up big this time.

“Please Niall, just let me go…”

“No… Jessica,” the sound of running came next, two sets of feet before one stopped and the elevator went ding. “Jessica!”

I motioned for the boys to back away and head to the lounge room. Niall’s feet were slow and drawn out until they stopped in front of my door. Opening it before I heard the knock I look to see Niall was holding his hand up in a fist. Looking at him I felt nothing but pity for the bloke. His pale face was now red and puffy with tears, his blonde hair was messy and windblown, his bottom lip was quivering along with the rest of his body and his eyes… As I looked into them I didn’t see the light heartedness I usually saw, no, these eyes were replaced with anguish and loss.