Never again
Chapter 2
Nialls p.o.v.
"I know you're upset.But I didn't mean for what happened to happen.I love you."
I wipe away her tears.
"Please.Don't do this to me." she crys.
The moonlight reflected off of her teary eyes.
"I'm not doing anything wrong....I'm not doing anything you don't want me to do." I say softly.
I lean in until our lips meet.
She pulls away.
She starts to shake me.
"Wake up, Niall!Wake up!"
"Wake up, Niall!"
I shoot up, gasping for air.
Claire is on top of me, shaking me as hard as she can.
"You were talking in your sleep." she giggles.
"And then, you made these funny sounds." she says.
She then trys to imimtate what sounds like moaning.
I groan.
"Get off of me so I can make you some bacon! Would you like that?"
She smiles.
"YEAH!" she yells.
"SHHHHH! You're gonna wake up Liv."
She nods and pretends to zip up her lips and throw the key behind her back.
"Ok.Go to the kitchen and find the bacon in the freezer.I'll be down in a minute."
She runs for the door.
I hear her little feet jumping down the stairs.
Wow.What a dream.
Sigh. I hope she's ok.
We seems as if we havn't acted like that in forever.
It leaves a empty feeling in my stomach.
I see her everytime I close my eyes.
I really do love her.
She wouldn't belive me if I told her that, though.
Ok.Time to get up.
I roll out of bed.
I search through my drawers until I find some jeans and a t-shirt.
I put them on and walk into the hallway.
I turn to the left and walk to the room I put Olivia in.
I knock on the door.
"Liv?Time to wake up!"
Silence.
I walk into the room.
She's staring at the ceiling.I stand above her.
"You Ok?"
She doesn't reply.
She just stares at me.
She sits up, and walks out of the room.
I sigh and follow her out.
She walks to my room and ruffles through the drawers.
She grabs a pair of black sweatpants and a white shirt.
I walk downstairs so she can change.
Claire has 2 packs of bacon on the table.
She has managed to pour 3 glasses of orange juice.
There's little dribbles on the table though.
I smile and wipe them off.
I put the bacon in a pan and put it on a stove.
I turn it on.
Olivia comes down the stairs,out of her bloody clothes and now in my clean ones.
Olivia's p.o.v.
I walk downstairs.
Claire is in the living room, watching tv.
Niall's in the kitchen cooking something.
I quietly walk into the kitchen.
I step up beside him.
He glances at me and then goes back to fixing the plates.
"I'm sorry." I say after a long silence.
"It's ok." he says, just barely auditable.
He wraps a arm around me and gives me a half-hug.
I smile softly.
**************
"Who the heck is she and why are does she have a kid?" asks his scrawny girlfriend,
Chloe.
She points to Claire and I.
"She-" he says, pointing to me,
"-is Olivia and that-" he says, pointing to Claire,"-is her sister."
"So you're cheating on me?"
"No!"
She turns up her nose at him.
"Whatever!We are through!"
The click-clack of her heels echo in my ears as she stomps down the front door stairs.
He stand there, motionless.
I can hear her car drive away.
Niall shuts the door and walks up the stairs.
Great.He probally thinks it my fault.It actually is.
Sigh.
Time to go.
Nialls p.o.v
Sometimes, I don't get girls.
~~~~End~~Of~~Chapter~~~~
She pushes me away.
She slaps me.
"NO! You will not pull me back in!" she yells.
I grab her arms and force her onto the sand.
"Look! I said I was sorry!" I say.
She stops struggling.
"Just because you said you were sorry doesn't mean my heart isn't broken."
"And you can't mend it back together.It's been hurt by you too many times." she says.
Silent tears roll down from her eyes and drop to the sand.
" I didn't me-"
"SAVE IT!" she screams, trying to lunge at me, but I keep her down.
"I loved you.....I loved you with all my heart and....you didn't care....you didn't care the
least bit." she cries.
"You just used me.You used me and threw me out.And for what? Someone who wears No.19 Chanel and carrys Prada bags.I just don't understand.......what's wrong with someone who's down-to-earth?" she says with a look of pure saddness in her eyes.
"Huh? That's all I want to know." she sniffles.
"I.....I.....I just wanted everything to be.....perfect......" I say.
She pushes me off of her.
I land on my back and push myself up on my elbows.
"Well, I'm sorry I'm not good enough for you."
"I know you're upset.But I didn't mean for what happened to happen.I love you."
I wipe away her tears.
"Please.Don't do this to me." she crys.
The moonlight reflected off of her teary eyes.
"I'm not doing anything wrong....I'm not doing anything you don't want me to do." I say softly.
I lean in until our lips meet.
She pulls away.
She starts to shake me.
"Wake up, Niall!Wake up!"
"Wake up, Niall!"
I shoot up, gasping for air.
Claire is on top of me, shaking me as hard as she can.
"You were talking in your sleep." she giggles.
"And then, you made these funny sounds." she says.
She then trys to imimtate what sounds like moaning.
I groan.
"Get off of me so I can make you some bacon! Would you like that?"
She smiles.
"YEAH!" she yells.
"SHHHHH! You're gonna wake up Liv."
She nods and pretends to zip up her lips and throw the key behind her back.
"Ok.Go to the kitchen and find the bacon in the freezer.I'll be down in a minute."
She runs for the door.
I hear her little feet jumping down the stairs.
Wow.What a dream.
Sigh. I hope she's ok.
We seems as if we havn't acted like that in forever.
It leaves a empty feeling in my stomach.
I see her everytime I close my eyes.
I really do love her.
She wouldn't belive me if I told her that, though.
Ok.Time to get up.
I roll out of bed.
I search through my drawers until I find some jeans and a t-shirt.
I put them on and walk into the hallway.
I turn to the left and walk to the room I put Olivia in.
I knock on the door.
"Liv?Time to wake up!"
Silence.
I walk into the room.
She's staring at the ceiling.I stand above her.
"You Ok?"
She doesn't reply.
She just stares at me.
She sits up, and walks out of the room.
I sigh and follow her out.
She walks to my room and ruffles through the drawers.
She grabs a pair of black sweatpants and a white shirt.
I walk downstairs so she can change.
Claire has 2 packs of bacon on the table.
She has managed to pour 3 glasses of orange juice.
There's little dribbles on the table though.
I smile and wipe them off.
I put the bacon in a pan and put it on a stove.
I turn it on.
Olivia comes down the stairs,out of her bloody clothes and now in my clean ones.
Olivia's p.o.v.
I walk downstairs.
Claire is in the living room, watching tv.
Niall's in the kitchen cooking something.
I quietly walk into the kitchen.
I step up beside him.
He glances at me and then goes back to fixing the plates.
"I'm sorry." I say after a long silence.
"It's ok." he says, just barely auditable.
He wraps a arm around me and gives me a half-hug.
I smile softly.
**************
"Who the heck is she and why are does she have a kid?" asks his scrawny girlfriend,
Chloe.
She points to Claire and I.
"She-" he says, pointing to me,
"-is Olivia and that-" he says, pointing to Claire,"-is her sister."
"So you're cheating on me?"
"No!"
She turns up her nose at him.
"Whatever!We are through!"
The click-clack of her heels echo in my ears as she stomps down the front door stairs.
He stand there, motionless.
I can hear her car drive away.
Niall shuts the door and walks up the stairs.
Great.He probally thinks it my fault.It actually is.
Sigh.
Time to go.
Nialls p.o.v
Sometimes, I don't get girls.
~~~~End~~Of~~Chapter~~~~
She pushes me away.
She slaps me.
"NO! You will not pull me back in!" she yells.
I grab her arms and force her onto the sand.
"Look! I said I was sorry!" I say.
She stops struggling.
"Just because you said you were sorry doesn't mean my heart isn't broken."
"And you can't mend it back together.It's been hurt by you too many times." she says.
Silent tears roll down from her eyes and drop to the sand.
" I didn't me-"
"SAVE IT!" she screams, trying to lunge at me, but I keep her down.
"I loved you.....I loved you with all my heart and....you didn't care....you didn't care the
least bit." she cries.
"You just used me.You used me and threw me out.And for what? Someone who wears No.19 Chanel and carrys Prada bags.I just don't understand.......what's wrong with someone who's down-to-earth?" she says with a look of pure saddness in her eyes.
"Huh? That's all I want to know." she sniffles.
"I.....I.....I just wanted everything to be.....perfect......" I say.
She pushes me off of her.
I land on my back and push myself up on my elbows.
"Well, I'm sorry I'm not good enough for you."
Notes
Heyy guys!!!sorry about the sucky and short chapter.im goin to post a few more later.if im awake.probually will be.im wide awake right now.lol.
