Chapter 17

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*Niall's P.O.V.*

I was really drunk, we'd been drinking for the past 4 hours. And even though I assumed the alcohol was going to help me forget about the pictures of Sofia with that fucking guy, it didn't. The images kept replaying over and over again in my mind, and I was getting more pissed with every second that passed. I decided to check my phone one last time, Whatsapp was finally working and I saw that I had messages from her

S: Hi baby

S: I'm so sorry

S: I woke up pretty late, and forgot to turn off airplane mode

S: That's great that you're going to Holmes Chapel, hope you have a great time

She's a hypocrite, here she is telling me to have a great time while she's off with some random guy, without even caring about being photographed with him. And who's gonna believe that she conveniently 'forgot' to turn airplane mode off, yeah right, I'm not fucking stupid. 

N: You're such a hypocrite

N: How could you?

I kept typing away furiously, and I was so drunk that I don't even know if I was spelling the words correctly or if I was actually sending the messages, but I didn't even care. I suddenly felt that someone yanked away my phone from me.

"What the fuck?" I hollered, turning around.

"Just don't. I saw what you were writing. And trust me you'll regret it in the morning Niall." Harry spoke, my phone in his hand.

"No I won't. I was just speaking the truth." I tried to snatch it away from him but he put it in his jean pocket. That fucker.

"I don't know what happened between the two of you. But it's better to solve things when you're sober. I'll be keeping your phone, and I'll give it to you in the morning."

"Oh fuck off." I complained as I stood up from the table. "I'm going back to the hotel." I announced to no one in particular, and before I started walking away, Amy stopped me.

"You're leaving already?"

"Yeah, Harry pissed me off. I don't want to be near him anymore." I continued, not even caring if Harry heard. I wanted him to hear that I was mad as fuck at him.

"What happened?"

"He took my phone away, as if I was a fucking baby!" I hollered, the rest of the boys finally turning to look my way and then turned to look at Harry.

"He's drunk, he's not thinking straight.I don't want him to do something he'll regret in the morning." Harry tried to explain. I didn't even hear the rest of his explanation, I just stormed off. 

"Niall wait." Amy called as she followed me. 

"What?" I snapped.

"Hey, I didn't do anything to you. Don't be mean to me." She answered back.

"Sorry, sorry. I'm just really mad."

"It's okay."

"Do you want to come back with me to the hotel? I don't want to be alone right now."

"Of course Niall, you know I'm always here for you." She responded as I draped my arm around her, because I realized that I couldn't even walk straight. That's how fucking drunk I was. I saw a crowd as soon as we got to the door. "Oh shit." I heard Amy mutter under her breath. "Wait here, I'll ask the hostess to hail us a cab."

"Sure, I'll wait here." I responded as I sat in one of the stool at the bar. She was back 5 minutes later to tell me that the cab was outside waiting for us. I got up from the stool and nearly lost my balance.

"Holy...are you sure you can walk?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

"Here." She placed my arm around her so that I could support myself and be able to walk to the cab. The car was a mere 10 steps away from the door, but it feel like a hell of a lot more for me, and the flashes weren't helping at all. "We made it." Amy exclaimed once we were both secured inside the car.

"What's with all the flashes?"

"Word must've gotten out that you and the boys were here. But don't worry, there weren't any paps or anything, it was mostly teenage girls."

"Good." I replied because I knew fans were going to upload my pictures with Amy and that Sofia was going to see them. If she could go out alone with a guy and don't give a fuck about being photographed, then so could I. 

*Sofia's P.O.V.*

I had already been home for a while, Thiago had bought the most beautiful ring I'd ever seen and I'm pretty sure Maria is going to love it. I can't wait for him to propose. Niall hadn't responded to my texts yet, which was weird. But he did say that they had the night off, so they'd probably gone drinking. And a drunk Niall is a forgetful Niall, specially when it comes to his phone. I had nothing else to do while I waited for the rest of my family to have dinner so I decided to read a book. Halfway through the second chapter, my phone vibrated, indicating that I had gotten a text. I hoped that it was Niall, because I really wanted to talk to him and tell him all about Thiago and Maria.

N: You're such a hypocrite

N: How could you?

What the fuck? I could see that he was typing again, so I decided to wait until he finished typing to answer. Because I had no fucking clue of what he was talking about. I waited and waited, until he finally went offline, without adding anything else, what the hell? I decided to text him back

S: What are you talking about?

S: What happened?

I waited for about 15 minutes, but I never got a text back and then my mom called me for dinner. After having dinner with my family I went back up to my room to see if Niall had responded any of my texts, but he hadn't. I honestly had no clue of what he meant with those texts, and then it hit me. Someone must've taken pictures of me with Thiago ring shopping and you know how people are online, they always twist things up. I decided to open twitter, since that's my source of news, to see if I was right. The first picture that popped up in my timeline was a picture of a very drunk Niall, getting in a cab with none other than Amy Green, his ex girlfriend, with his hand around her. What the fuck? Was Niall cheating on me?

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Author's Note:

Hey there guys! Thank you for reading the chapter. I know Niall's over reacting, but I wanted to spice things up, and Niall is very insecure, since the first book he told Sofia that he was always afraid of losing girls to other guys. Hence the reason for his behavior and his thinking. If you haven't read Small Talk, I would suggest that you read that one first so that you can understand this story. I'm really hoping you enjoy it and any suggestions and/or grammar corrections are more than welcome. Don't forget to follow me, vote and comment, it really helps me out and I'd love to hear your thoughts! If you're obsessed with 1D make sure to check my TikTok account and help me get to a 100k followers please, I upload daily vids of the boys, it's @cristylealr

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