Addicted (ON HOLD)

Andi's POV

My tears stung my eyes as I stood up from Harry's bed and slipped my clothes on. I didn't even want to look at him. My thighs are coarsing with pain, my shoulders feel like they're broken. I don't know what's worse. The pain I feel from the sex, or the guilt I feel because I literally just betrayed Niall. I know we aren't official, but I'd rather be with Niall any day than with Harry.

"Andi you don't have to leave." Harry said slipping his clothes on.

"Yes the fuck I do. I don't even want to stay here with you."

"Wait. Why the hell are you cussing me?"

"Because I didn't want to do this in the first place. I just wanted to go home with Ni-"

"Why so you could have sex with him and not with me?"

"No."

He walked up to me and said, "Oh don't tell me that you didn't enjoy that."

"I didn't."

He scoffed and said, "I probably fucked you way better than that asshole Niall ever could."

"Oh go to hell." I shook my head.

He grabbed my arm and said, "Didn't you know that I was already the ruler of hell?" I pulled away from him and he sighed. "Look Andi I'm sorry I was a little rough and-"

"A little?! Harry I have bruises from you!"

He gripped my shoulders and looked at me intently. "None of this was intentional. We were both drunk. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Yeah you're right. I would've never done this if I was sober."

"Well why the hell not?"

"Because you are such an asshole!" He crossed his arms. "Ugh I could just... I don't even wanna fuck with you. I don't ever want to speak to you again, and I am leaving."

"Ah come on Andi I was just kidding dammit. You don't need to be such a bitch."

"Yeah. I'm the one being the bitch." Then I grabbed my things and left his house. And damn, the walk of shame is more shameful than I thought.

I picked up my phone from my wristlet when I heard it ringing. It was Niall. Oh here we go.

"Yes?"

"Hello beautiful."

"Oh hey Niall." I sounded like I didn't even know it was him.

"Where are you?"

I'm definitely not walking home from Harry's, that's for sure. "Um I'm just hanging around town."

"Do you want to come to the band meeting? I mean you don't have to. It's just that I really want to see you." I could feel him smiling through the phone.

"Yeah, I'll be there. But first I have to go to my house and clean up."

"I'll meet you there."

"Okay. Just come when you're ready. Hopefully I'll be ready when you are."

"I'll see you then my darling."

"Okay." Then I hung up and quickly ran to my house.

Luckily he wasn't there when I got there, so I quickly went inside and took a long enough shower to where I didn't smell like guilt, Harry's cigarettes, and alcohol. Then when I got out of the shower, I put on a turquiose slip, some skinny jeans, and my white converse. I blow dried my hair making it straight, and I put some deodarant on. Then I was all set.

And just when I grabbed my phone to walk downstairs, Niall pulled into my driveway. Man I am a fucking boss. I walked the rest of the way downstairs and opened the door.

"Wow you look amazing." Niall said when he walked in.

"You do too." I forced a smile.

He leaned forward and kissed me, and that feeling of guilt came back to me.

"Shall we go?" He muttered on my lips.

I nodded my head and we left my house and went to some kind of gym. When we got there, of course there were photographers and fans outside of it. And me and Niall had to go in a certain way so we wouldn't be seen.

Me and Niall sat down in some metal chairs and he locked fingers with me, kissing my temple. Then soon after, the rest of the boys walked in, including Harry and then I just wanted to leave. I couldn't possibly stay in the same room with him.

I glanced up at him and he winked at me. My blood immediately boiled and I looked at Niall. "I'm going to go get some air."

"Okay." He smiled before I got up and walked out o fthe double doors.

And just when I was about to be fine again, guess who the hell walks out of the gym? Yeah, that bastard Harry.

"We never said a proper hello in there." He smirked and walked up to me like he was going to kiss me, but I held my hand up.

"We only didn't greet because I didn't want to speak to you."

"Are you still pissed off about last night? Really?"

"Yes. And I don't even know why I'm fucking talking to you."

"Why wouldn't you talk to me?"

"Because I hate you!" I yelled.

He winced at my words and arched his jaw. Then he grabbed my arm and said, "Disliking someone is one thing, but hating them is another. Besides, what makes you think that you can hate me when I've been nothing but sweet on you?"

I laughed, "You think that you've been sweet on me? How funny."

"Yeah. And I am about to be sweet on you again." He was leaning down to kiss me, and I kept pushing him away, but his grip on my arm continued to tighten and he kept getting closer.

And somehow he managed to put his lips on mine, just as Niall walked outside to check on me.

Notes

That is like my first update in... I don't know how long. But I wrote this chapter for you Vanessa, because this is what you wanted! I don't know how T is going to update because she isn't using the account that owns this story, so maybe I'll have to write the next update.

I hope you enjoyed this ladies! And I hope to be writing more soon. Maybe I can take that "ON HOLD" off of the title. We'll see xD

Comment, vote, and subscribe please! It would be much appreciated! I love you guys so much, like you don't even fucking know. Thanks for everything :) -K. xx