Fight For Love
Strike Two
Niall’s POV
I sat in the Rover, trying to avoid any paparazzi. Cranking the engine, I let the tears fall. I sped towards the flat. I was bawling, why did she pick him? “Well duh Horan, you didn’t have the balls to admit you were in love with her.” Stopping at a red light long enough to clear the tears from my cheeks before new ones took their place.
Liam’s POV
Dinner was awkward, everyone was worried about Niall. All of us had texted him and called him, and no one had gotten a reply. Elena had worried herself drunk, and I decided to take her home. She was so funny drunk, she would get off the couch and lay on the carpet saying, “Tuck me in, I’m sleepy.” I eventually scooped her up, took her shoes off and tucked her into my bed. Turning around, she grabbed my arm, “Please don’t leave me alone, not tonight.” After taking off my shirt and shoes, I pulled her into my chest, stroking her hair as she cried herself to sleep.
I sat in the Rover, trying to avoid any paparazzi. Cranking the engine, I let the tears fall. I sped towards the flat. I was bawling, why did she pick him? “Well duh Horan, you didn’t have the balls to admit you were in love with her.” Stopping at a red light long enough to clear the tears from my cheeks before new ones took their place.
Liam’s POV
Dinner was awkward, everyone was worried about Niall. All of us had texted him and called him, and no one had gotten a reply. Elena had worried herself drunk, and I decided to take her home. She was so funny drunk, she would get off the couch and lay on the carpet saying, “Tuck me in, I’m sleepy.” I eventually scooped her up, took her shoes off and tucked her into my bed. Turning around, she grabbed my arm, “Please don’t leave me alone, not tonight.” After taking off my shirt and shoes, I pulled her into my chest, stroking her hair as she cried herself to sleep.
