What You Don't Know
'Your Screwed, Man.'
I followed Niall down the corridor and into his bedrooom. He patted the space on the bed next to him. He whipped out his phone and went into his photo gallery. "I hate to show this to you, but you have to know." My stomach began to hurt something terrible. I watched him click a video and pause it. "Ed sent this to me with a message that said 'Your screwed man.'" He sighed and pressed play.
I watched with great curiousity. From the very beginning I knew this was BAD news. In the video I was straddling Niall on the couch. I was naked, so was he but he was under the pile of furs. People around us were cheering as Niall and I began to......have sex. At one point I began to scream at the top of my lungs and say "YES NIALL! YEEEEEESSS!"
I knocked the phone out of Niall's hand and fell backwards on his bed. "Oh my god Niall...this...this...this is TERRIBLE!" I sobbed.
"I know...I'm sorry we were really drunk..Liam will understand." He tried to comfort me.
"NO! HE'LL BREAK UP WITH ME!" I yelped.
"No, doll..." He rubbed my shoulder.
"I have to go," I got up "I don't feel comfortable alone in a bedroom with you.."
"I....I get it." he stood up to "And Maisie...I'm really, REALLY sorry."
I let silent tears stream down my face. "Me too Niall.." I mumbled.
Once I left his bedroom, I passed the living room, ignoring Liam's calls and ran out the room.
Niall's POV
I wouldn't mind having sex with her. But, Maisie. Maisie is my BEST FRIENDS GIRLFRIEND. I regret this more then anything I've ever done wrong. I know I was drunk, and so was she. Although, I can't help but feeling this is all my fault.
"I'm really, REALLY sorry Maisie." I told her as she retreated from my room.
"Me too." she said quietly and disapeared out the door. I began to think hard.
Should we tell Liam? Will SHE tell Liam? Does Maisie think I used her for sex? Does Maisie like me back? Did she enjoy having sex even though it was wrong, or was she to drunk to know what was going on? Why did I do this, WHY?!?!?!
Maisie's POV
I ran as far as my legs could take me. Thank god I made it all the way to my destination. Climbing up the ladder of my old tree house, I stopped crying. I hugged my legs to my chest and drew circles on my bare foot. My shoes had fallen off somewhere on the way here. Note to self 'Flip-flops are nor running shoes'.
Got it.
Now the big question. To tell Liam, or not to tell Liam.
This has got to be the worst thing that has ever happened to me. That's way in a few minutes I chose not to tell Liam. Surely, Niall would do the same. Why would he be eager to admit to one of his bestfriends he had sex with their girlfriend? Who would? A sad day-time drunk who doesn't care what anyone thinks. Thats who.
I watched with great curiousity. From the very beginning I knew this was BAD news. In the video I was straddling Niall on the couch. I was naked, so was he but he was under the pile of furs. People around us were cheering as Niall and I began to......have sex. At one point I began to scream at the top of my lungs and say "YES NIALL! YEEEEEESSS!"
I knocked the phone out of Niall's hand and fell backwards on his bed. "Oh my god Niall...this...this...this is TERRIBLE!" I sobbed.
"I know...I'm sorry we were really drunk..Liam will understand." He tried to comfort me.
"NO! HE'LL BREAK UP WITH ME!" I yelped.
"No, doll..." He rubbed my shoulder.
"I have to go," I got up "I don't feel comfortable alone in a bedroom with you.."
"I....I get it." he stood up to "And Maisie...I'm really, REALLY sorry."
I let silent tears stream down my face. "Me too Niall.." I mumbled.
Once I left his bedroom, I passed the living room, ignoring Liam's calls and ran out the room.
Niall's POV
I wouldn't mind having sex with her. But, Maisie. Maisie is my BEST FRIENDS GIRLFRIEND. I regret this more then anything I've ever done wrong. I know I was drunk, and so was she. Although, I can't help but feeling this is all my fault.
"I'm really, REALLY sorry Maisie." I told her as she retreated from my room.
"Me too." she said quietly and disapeared out the door. I began to think hard.
Should we tell Liam? Will SHE tell Liam? Does Maisie think I used her for sex? Does Maisie like me back? Did she enjoy having sex even though it was wrong, or was she to drunk to know what was going on? Why did I do this, WHY?!?!?!
Maisie's POV
I ran as far as my legs could take me. Thank god I made it all the way to my destination. Climbing up the ladder of my old tree house, I stopped crying. I hugged my legs to my chest and drew circles on my bare foot. My shoes had fallen off somewhere on the way here. Note to self 'Flip-flops are nor running shoes'.
Got it.
Now the big question. To tell Liam, or not to tell Liam.
This has got to be the worst thing that has ever happened to me. That's way in a few minutes I chose not to tell Liam. Surely, Niall would do the same. Why would he be eager to admit to one of his bestfriends he had sex with their girlfriend? Who would? A sad day-time drunk who doesn't care what anyone thinks. Thats who.
Most likely. XD
6/10/13