We Found Love; A Niall Horan Fan Fiction.

Chapter 3- We're done

-Niall-

It's been a good 20 minutes since Hayes stood up for that freak and we haven't talked since.

I couldn't believe him, thinkin' I'd changed. I haven't changed at all. I'm completely myself. I'm still that boy that was nice to everyone, that loved everything.

It was just her.

I look over to her, she was now sleeping on her friend Ava's shoulder. She looked so peaceful, which made me sick.

Ever since day one I knew Addison Lancaster was different. From the moment I first laid eyes on her I knew she wasn't like all the other girls from here. I admit she was beautiful. Even though I had a thing for blondes at the moment, I couldn't deny how beautifully her brown hair fell, it was in perfect curls today. Her hazel eyes were amazing, and combined with her olive complexion, gave her a nice look. She was fit too, she had amazing boobs and she was packin' some major ass.

But even then, with all of her amazing characteristics- her beauty, something about her annoyed me. I always get so mad when I see her, I don't know why. I've always felt like- I needed to give her the same pain she gave me everyday. Because it pained me when I looked at her face, when I saw her perfect smile. I'd never felt anything like this before. When she ran her fingers through her hair because she was nervous, we she'd look at the ground because she was scared, whenever she did anything, whenever I'd do something to her... it hurt. I'd never felt like this about anyone ever, and I didn't like the feeling.

All I knew was that I hated Addison Lancaster. She had some power over me that I couldn't control, she could hurt me, but I won't allow that to happen.

I'd brake her before she'd brake me, plain and simple.

We still have another half hour until our bus arrives in Dublin, until I had to waste all of my time with that pitiful loser. But I was determined to make this trip that best, and the thought of getting to mess with that freak 24/7 seemed exciting. The range of things I could do to her has opened up, giving me free reign to do whatever I wanted to her, whenever I wanted to.

This was perfect.

I feel a tap on my shoulder, breaking me away from my thoughts. I look up to see my girlfriend Cassie, I smile at her and pat my lap, inviting her to sit there. She gives me a soft smile as she sits, but as I stair into her deep blue eyes I could tell something was wrong. I brushed off the feeling, it probably wasn't anything to worry about.

“Hey Cass.” I say sweetly as I give her a peck on the lips.

Cassie had been my girlfriend for the past year, and I cared about her a lot. More than anyone, other than my family. We've been friends since we were little, but as we grew older, feelings changed. I started to see her as attractive, and I started liking her... maybe even loving her. She was hella beautiful, from her long wavy blonde hair, to her blue eyes and full lips. She could've used a little more meat on her bones, she was as thin as a ruler. She didn't have much of an ass, or boobs, but that didn't matter. She was perfect to me.

“Hey Niall.” She says hesitantly in a soft tone. She was staring at her hands as she nervously fiddled with her thumbs. I could tell something was wrong with her now, and I was going to get to the bottom of it.

I put my finger under her chin and lift her face up so she could look me in the eyes. “Is there something wrong with you babe? You seem kind of nervous....” I say, just a bit louder than a whisper.

She stares into my eyes and the expression on her face becomes sad- pain filled. She bites her bottom as tears begin to swell up in her eyes.

It hurt me to see her like this, to see her so sad. As the tears began to stream down her face I try to wipe them away with my thumb, but instead Cass removed my hand from her face and covered it with her own.

'Why is she acting like this? Why is she pushing me away?' I think. By this time I was concerned. What happened to her? What did I do?

I think about the last time we'd spent together. She came over my house yesterday, we cuddled on my couch to watch a movie. As usual, she payed more attention to her phone than me or the movie. I didn't shag her yesterday, and even though I was horny as fuck, she didn't want to and I respected that. After the movie, we snogged for a while before dinner. During dinner she didn't eat that much, which was normal for her (but I always found that weird because eating is everything to me). Everything about last night was normal.... accept for the fact that she walked home by herself. I always walk her home, he house wasn't to far from mine and it really wasn't a bother to get her there. I wanted her to be safe, but last night she insisted that she walk home alone.

'What if someone hurt her? What if someone touched her?!?' I think, getting angered. My hands balled up into fists and shut my eyes tight, frustrated. What if someone raped her?! I'd hunt them down and make them wish they'd never touched her.

I open my eyes and look at Cass, her hands still covered her face as she cried.

“Cassie, please tell me whats wrong...” I beg. I couldn't stand seeing her like this any longer.

She takes a deep breath and removes her hands from her face. She looks me in the eyes, her blue eyes were filled with pain, with.... sorrow? The expression on her face looked as if she were ashamed of something.

“I'm........ I'm so sorry Niall.” She says, trying her best to keep herself together.

I raise one of my eyebrows confused. “For what?” I ask her questioningly. I begin to bite my nails nervously. This wasn't going to be good.

“I- I slept with someone.” She pauses, closing her eyes and shaking her head.

“And..... it wasn't you.”

'She slept with someone... and it wasn't me. She cheated on me. She cheated..... on ME.' The words swirled around in my head as I tried to comprehend them. I didn't know what to think, how to feel. The girl I thought I was in love with.... cheated on me. This couldn't be real...

“If this..... is a fucking joke, it isn't funny.” I say to her dryly.

She opens her eyes to look at me, she opens her mouth to speak but no words come out so she closes it. She just subtly shakes her head.

I breath deeply as I take in the whole situation. I was calm right now.... maybe too calm. I look into Cassie's eyes, I could tell she was searching mine for any sign of forgiveness.

Emotionless but sternly, I spoke my next words.

“Then I hope you don't think I'm joking when I say that we're done.”

And that was it.

I turn my head to look out the window, I didn't want to see how broken she was. “You can go now.” I mumbled, dismissing her. I feel her plant one last kiss on my cheek before getting up and walking back to her seat.

There was a hollow feeling inside of me whilst I looked upon the Irish countryside. I kept repeating the words 'You're gonna be alright Nialler' in my head, trying to convince myself of them.

I didn't dare let a tear fall down my cheek, I wasn't about to look weak and cry in front of this entire bus over a girl.

But inside I knew, I really wanted to.

A/N: I know this part is shorter than the other parts I've written but I hope you like it and yeaaah stay fab!