I've Fallen In love With A Whore. (Niall Horan Fanfic)

One thing leads to another

A/N: hey chickens! This is the next chapter :) i know that Harry would never be this horrible to Niall but its just a fanfic and i needed some drama so... Forgive me :) but omg i got 2 more votes yay! I knew you guys would do it for me :P so for the next chapter can i have 3 votes? It'd mean a lot and now i know you cupcakes can do it :) btw, how awkward is it when you're looking after a little sibling or family member and everyone looks at you like its your child? I hate it, feel like sticking my middle finger up at them... Anyway, enjoy! Xx

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''Im back guys!'' Louis shouts, throwing off his shoes and jacket and entering the living room.

''Woo! Come on open the drink!'' I demand eagerly.

''Alright! Calm it kermit,'' Louis chuckles, pulling out bottles of vodka, sangria, beers and side kick shots.

''Hey where's Niall?'' Harry asks, taking his lips of off Lillie, oblivious to whats going on in the world right now.

''He said he had to leave for something, it's important,'' i say, shrugging my shoulders as i enter the kitchen to grab some glasses. I know that he's gone to see this girl he's seeing, and it hurts. It feels like someone's just ripped out my heart, i know i dont love love him, but i defiantly have feelings for him and they're not going away, in fact, they're getting stronger by the minute. Just thinking of him lip locking with this girl who's evidently more better than i am.

''Come on then, poor the shots!'' I call out to Louis, trying to ignore the thoughts that are going through my mind.

''Ok!'' Louis unscrews the lid from the big see through vodka bottle and pours each of us a shot. ''Ready... 1, 2.. 3!'' Harry counts as we all down the liquid, letting it burn our throats as we pull faces at how gross it is.

It may be gross, but right now, i need this, i need this to numb my body so i dont feel anything no more, if i dont feel anything, I'll be okay. I know drinking away problems doesn't really work, but hey, it's worth a try.

''Ok ok! I've gotta go meet el, I'll see you guys soon,'' Louis says between laughter half hour later, he didnt drink much because after the first couple of shots Eleanor rang him. He's a good guy.

''Oh too bad!'' I pull a sarcastic sad face as i get up to see Louis out.

''Oh shut up! You're gonna miss me loads!'' He retorts, putting his hand on his hip, pulling a face like when girls pout in their photos, you know like a fish?

''Yeah yeah, whatever! See ya Lou,'' i giggle, pulling him into a hug as he waves bye and walks to town.

Im good at hiding my feelings, i mean like Niall left to go 'do something important' and im acting like nothing's happened, like it isn't hurting me. When really, i feel like collapsing against the door right now and crying, crying about everything thats happened, this week has been so stressful, I'll never forgive Rhys.

''So!'' I shout, clasping my hands together. ''What are we gonna do now?''

''Sorry hun, but my mum just phoned me, i need to go home, I'll see you tomorrow?'' Lillie informs, giving me an apologetic look and kissing Harry.

''Yeah! It's ok, I have work at 6 though,'' i reply, walking her to the door.

''Ok babe, I'll try my best to come over! Love you,'' she hugs me.

''I'm coming to walk you home,'' Harry says putting his red converse on, to match is red polo topped with a navy blue blazer and beige chinos.

''Ok thanks haz, bye Darce,'' she kisses me on the cheek and they leave.

''Well, its just me, myself and i,'' i mumble to myself, grabbing the vodka bottle and gulping from it, I need this.

Turning on the tv, i flick through the channels, stopping on the channel that really doesn't help my mood, or feelings.

''This just in! Niall horan, was supposedly dating blonde beauty Darcey Nichols, but i think the pictures of Niall and Demi Lovato wondering around town looking quite cosy put our minds to rest! So what happened with Niall and Darcey? And how long has Nemi been going on? Stay tuned for the latest,''

Feeling my heart fall to the pit of my stomach and a lump forming in my dry throat i switch the telly off, throwing the controller at it. I need air, i need to clear my head. Putting on my nike's to match my jeans and jumper i grab both bottles of vodka and enter outside, slamming my door from anger and frustration, i start my walk, gulping down the vodka every few minutes, i cant help but drink it, it helps me forget about things, it helps me express my sadness. It attracts me, just by the way i can drink it and forget about things, instead it just makes me laugh, at completely nothing.

''Darcey?'' A husky voice calls my name, a blur comes towards me.

''Darcey! What are you doing?'' He asks. Grabbing me underneath the armpits trying to lift me.

''Get off!'' I yank my arms away, leaning back on the wall. Where the hell am i?

''Come on Darcey, you need to get home,'' he says again, repeating his previous actions, this time i obey, feeling to weak to fight.

''Im ok here,'' i begin to cry, right into this strangers shoulder. His arms wrap firmly around my back and comfort me, i life my head which feels like its being weighed down by 10 bricks and see a mop of curls, Harry.

''Come on,'' he whispers, picking up my weak body bridal style and carrying me, the stomping of his feet on the ground vibrating through me making my stomach churn.

About 5 minutes later he searches my pocket for my keys and lets us in, he lays me lightly on the sofa as i drop the vodka bottle to the floor.

''God Darcey, what happened? Why are you so drunk?'' Harry's voice asks, concern dripping from each word.

''Can you stop shouting?'' I groan, rubbing my temples.

''Im not,'' he chuckles. ''So come on, tell me,'' he nags.

''You haven't seen it?'' I turn to him.

''Seen what?'' His eyebrows furrow.

''Niall and Demi pictures,'' i begin to cry again, each tear representing one of sadness, loneliness and anger.

''What?'' His face softens, his expression changing to confusion.

''Yep, they seem to be dating! Isn't that just great? We should celebrate! Yeah! Want some vodka?'' I higher my voice, leaning down to find the vodka bottle i dropped, the floor spinning.

''No Darcey, you've had enough,'' he holds my shoulder as he gently pulls me back to sit up, steadying me.

''No i haven't! Just let me drink,'' i shrug of his hand. Putting my face into my hands.

''Hey, come here,'' he soothes, pulling me into his chest. My ear near his heart.

''I like him Harry, i cant help it, i thought he liked me too,'' i cry.

''He does! It's probably just nothing,''

''It didnt look like it, they were holding hands,''

''Look Darcey, you're beautiful, funny, caring, supportive and one day you'll find someone who will fall in love with you because of those things, it may or may not be Niall, but whoever it is will be some lucky guy,'' Harry's calming words shock me a little, hardly anyone says anything like that to me.

''You think so?'' My voice comes out quieter than expected as i lift my head and look into his big eyes, i get lost in them sometimes, all these boys are beautiful, its crazy.

''I know so,'' he replies, staring right back at me, we stay like that for about a minute until Harry's big hand hovers over my cheek, wiping away a single tear rolling down my flushed cheeks, it finds it way to the back of my neck as we both lean in, our lips scrape as i begin too close my eyes. Feeling wanted again, i kiss him more passionately as one thing... Leads to another.