CHAPTER 20…

ANGIES POV

When Harry wouldn’t take me back last night, it kind of brought me to a cold hard reality. I then realized that I wasn’t always going to be loved, and I shouldn’t take advantage of people when they did love me.

“Angie, wanna talk?” Liam asked.

“Not really, but ok.” I responded.

“Well the thing is, Niall is really upset and confused on why you chose Harry. I guess he just wants to know what he did wrong.”

“Liam! He didn’t do anything wrong. I messed up and I picked the wrong guy.”

“Are you only saying you picked the wrong guy because he rejected you?” Liam questioned.

“K, you know what Liam? Harry made me realize he was the wrong guy. But I don’t know why I am explaining this to you. I just want Niall back!” I exclaimed.

“Why are you telling me this? Go into Nialls room and fix things.” Liam said.

“Ok well you did ask, that’s why I told you.” I said cheekly.

“Way to ruin my moment.” He said hugging me tightly.

I hugged him back, but then he pulled my hair really hard. “Liam Payne!! You will Pay for that!” I yelled chasing him around the room with a spoon. After a few minutes, he gave up, and I tackled him to the ground. I know sat on his chest, with his body laying flat on the floor.

“Please don’t Angie!” Liam screeched as the spoon got closer and closer to his face.

Right as the spoon was about to hit his nose, he rolled me over, and now sat on top of me. I started tickling his chest as much as I could. It was then that Liam fell flat lying on top of me.

We were both laughing uncontrollably, and to tell you the truth, it wasn’t awkward at all. Shocker I know. But what was awkward, was that then Niall walked in the door.

His eyes were red and puff, and his hair was flat and looked gross. He wore baggy sweatpants and a stained, oversized, white t-shirt.

“What’s going on?” He asked. “Shouldn’t that be Harry?” He said sarcastically.

Liam quickly got up, and ran out of the room. Gee, thanks a lot Liam, leaving me alone with Niall. Or, was it Niall? The person standing before me was disgusting and looked lifeless. Nothing like the typical Niall I knew.

“Niall, I messed up. I picked the wrong guy.”

“Well that’s a choice you’re going to have to live with for the rest of your life. You broke my heart just yesterday let’s not forget.” He said quickly.

“But Niall, I want to heal your heart. I want to make it all better.” I said softly.

“Screw you.” He said walking out of the room.

I fell to the floor and curled up into a ball, and cried my eyes out. I had never felt so hurt, or alone.

Thankfully, that feeling didn’t last very long because Zayn walked in.

“Angie! What happened?” He asked running over to me. He put his arm around me, and pulled me in close.

“Neither of them wants me.” I said through sniffles.

“Angie, Nialler does want you. He is just trying to not give into you.”

“Whaaa? Why?” I asked.

“Louis told him to let you, come to him.”

“What an asshole. Thanks Zayn.” I smiled and hugged him.

“Want me to go get Louis for you?” He asked.

“You read my mind.” I said laughing a little.

Zayn embraced me in another tight hug, and kissed the side of my cheek. He then stood up, and left. A few minutes later, Louis walked in.

“I was told you wanted to see me?” He asked.

“Yeah what the fuck! Why did you tell Niall not to accept my apology?” I said pissed.

“Well, because you broke his heart. And when you break someone’s heart, you’re not always welcomed right back in. Time will heal things.” He said not making eye contact with me.

“But Louis, I want Niall back now. I made a huge mistake and I never should have chose Harry. Niall is so sweet and funny and just the best person to be around. He makes me smile every time I see him, and more importantly, whenever he touches me, or comes close to me, my heart beats faster and I freeze up. He is the perfect guy that anyone would be lucky to date, and I want him. I want him so badly, and I am so stupid to ever let him get away.” I stuttered slowly.

“Tell him that, not me.” Louis said.

“It’s not that easy Louis. As I said whenever I go near him, I panic and get all flustered. And now that I see him so upset looking, it breaks my heart to know that I was the one to cause that pain. But if I tell him that, he won’t believe me, nor will I have the guts to say it.” I stammered. “I can barely say it to you Lou! Opening up is not my thing.” I added.

“I love you.” I heard a thick Irish accent from behind me.

“Niall?” I spun around to see the blonde haired boy, a tear running down his face.

“How long have you been there?” I asked suspiciously.

“Right after Louis said that you broke my heart and weren’t welcomed back in.” He said looking at the floor.

“So you heard everything I just said about you?” I asked.

He looked up and smiled at me. Then I ran over to him and jumped into his arms. I wrapped my legs around his torso and rested my head on his shoulder.

“I love you too Niall.”