Tell Me A Lie
~Chapter 11~
I fiddle with the key in my hand. I had to give Niall my key to his apartment back the night he kicked me out. He's letting me borrow his for the day while I move all my stuff out. I slip the key in the door, but someone buzzes me in. I walk up and right into Niall. Which is odd, since we planned that he wouldn't be here when I was. "Oh, hello," He smiles a tiny polite smile. We start to go in for a hug but pull back. "Yeah, maybe that's not the best idea," I sigh. He smiles a little. But it's fake. I know that because I know him. "Niall, look," I start. "Stop." He whispers, closing his eyes and putting his hand up to stop my sentence. I close my eyes. "Okay," I whisper, my heart breaking. "So.. you're home," I notice. He nods, "I thought you might need a few mates to help you move," He shrugs. "It's not that much," I whisper, knowing the "mates" with him are the other members of One Direction. "Well, just in case." He persists, leading me inside. I feel like a guest, which is weird. Just a few days ago, I practically lived here. "Hello," I wave awkwardly to the other guys. Suddenly, I spot a tuft of brown hair on the couch, then a body. "Dylan?" I whisper. He looks up, "Hey!" He says, cheerily, completely unaware that it kills me to have Niall and him in the same room.
I look away, not able to meet his eyes. From the corner of my eye, I can see he looks hurt. From the corner of my eye, I see Niall smirk. God, I hate them both.
The day goes by, Niall and Dylan "accidently" bumping into eachother every few minutes, apologizing each time, but also hitting harder the next time. Suddenly, I hear a crash in the kitchen. I run downstairs, "Niall!" I shout, Dylan has just dropped a large box on Niall's back while Niall was picking something off the floor. I help him up, touching his hand sends fire up my spine. "What was that for?" He shouts at Dylan, me in between the two. "My finger slipped," Dylan smirked. Too quick for me to stop it, Niall is out from behind me and punches Dylan in the face.
The sweet, kid, loving Niall. Punched someone in the face. "Ooops, my hand slipped," He laughs as Dylan cups his face. Soon enough, they're fighting, but not for long. Zayn seperates the two.
Meanwhile, I try to control my breathing. I think I'm having a panic attack. No, not a panic attack. The room gets blurry, black spots obscure my vision. Within seconds, I feel myself fall, feel my head hit the hard kitchen floor.
Then someones hands touching my face. Maybe Niall. I feel a tear drop on my cheek.
Then I feel nothing.
I keep hearing the same thought, my thought.
Why did I do this to myself?
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Niall and Dylan get in a fight, possibly over Taylor.. Meanwhile, Taylor collapses, no one knows why except for herself.. What's going to happen to the girl the two boys love? Please tell me what ya think! Love ya!<3