Niall's POV
"Niall!" ...
"Niall!" ...
"Niall, get over here now!"
I sighed. 'What on Earth does she want now?' I thought. I got up from my seat on the table, leaving all my work there. I'd been writing a few new songs. Just because they kicked me out of One Direction doesn't mean that I'm not still famous. I've almost written a whole album.
Anyway, I walked into the living room where Ally was stood with a pout or as normal people like to call it..'Resting bitch face'. I sighed again knowing what was coming next. "Yes, dear." I said sweetly but I really didn't mean it.
"How much money have you got left? I want to buy this diamond necklace."
"Ugh, I dont know Ally, not a lot."
"Why the hell not?"
Oh for fucks sake. "Because I don't. We have to pay bills and buy grocieries, Oh and the fact that I got kicked out my band and now have no extra money." I said snarkily.
"Don't sass me Niall. You wanted to be with me, not the other way around. If you knew that you couldn't provide for me, then why did you ask me to be your girlfriend?"
I gave in...like I always do. Sighing for the umpteenth time, I asked, "How much does it cost?"
She smiled, she knew that she'd won. "£500,000" she said nonchalantly.
"What!" I choked on air. "Are you bloody mental, of course we can't afford that!"
"What do you mean we can't afford that! When you we're with Olivia you were constantly buying her expesive jewllery!"
"Oh here we go again." I face palmed. "Why are you always comparing our realtionship to Olivia and I's?"
"Because I can."
"What does that even mean! You know what, Ally, you are the worst girlfriend I have ever had!"... Oh shit.
"What." she said calmly. When I didn't answer, she raised her voice slightly, gritting her teeth. "What did you just say to me Niall. Would you care enough to repeat it? Or am I someone you don't care for anymore?"
Just as I was about to respond with some random made up answer, the doorbell rang and let me tell you, the expression 'saved by the bell' could not have been more truer in this moment.
The anger left me for a few seconds as I calmly said, "I'm going to answer the door."
"Oh yeah, Run away from this, just like you run away from all your problems." If it was even possible, her face turned redder and she walked up the stairs, slamming the door. I shook my head, somtimes I really wonder if I had made the wrong decision. That girl was bat-crap crazy.
I opened the door, still affected by what had just happened, that I went into shock for a few minutes when I saw who was standing on my front porch. It as though my eyes were decieving me and I had to pinch myself. I gulped slowly, letting the words fall out my mouth. "Ella?"
She turned around, smiling slightly. "Hey Niall."
***
"Can I have a glass of water? I walked here." She asked shyly.
"Yeah of course. Sit down." I said pointing to the sofa. "I'll go get you one."
She sat down and I walked into the kitchen over to the cabinets. I grabbed a glass and filled it with water, all while assuming the worst. Why is she here? What does she want? Oh my god, I didnt even think about Ally. If she sees her here, then I'm in even more trouble that before. I shook these thoughts out of my head and walked back into the living room. "Here you go." I handed her the water and watched as she gulped it down. I sat down across her awkwardly and waited until she had finished drinking.
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