I stood in front of the apartment door ready for world war three to start. I opened the door and heard all of the boys in the living room. I walk pass them without even giving them a smile or anything. I just made my way to the kitchen. I set my purse down on the counter, I walked over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of ice tea. Wow I'm shocked, I haven't been interrupted by Niall yet. Hmm I think I should enjoy this, I jumped on the counter sipping on my ice tea when Niall came in. Wow only got two minutes of relaxation, boys better grab some popcorn this might be a show.

"Breanne." He said quietly.

"Niall." I said mimicking his tone. "Still mad?" I asked.

"Yes, Breanne are you stupid! You shouldn't be talking to the paparazzi!" He shout whispered.

"Well excuse me, you might deal with that kind of shit with the paparazzi ,but I'm not." I said jumping off the counter walking away.

"Don't you walk away from me." He yelled.

"Watch me!" I yelled over my shoulder walking through the living room going to the room.

As I was about to enter Niall grabbed my wrist. Niall knows I hate being grabbed like that.

"Let go of me." I said clenching my jaw trying not to snap.

"No, not until you admit what you did was dumb!" Niall yelled.

"No! Because I'm not letting them call me a whore! Okay so maybe I kissed Louis on the cheek and held his hands at the fair, but don't best friends do that?!" I asked

Niall mumbled some words under his breath.

"Fucking say it Niall!" I yelled.

"I said well I would think the same thing they are thinking." He said.

"Oh so you think I'm a whore, hm nice thing to call your fucking girlfriend!" I yelled. I pulled my arm away from Niall, I opened the door and slammed it in his face.

I locked to door and ran for the bed. I can't believe Niall thinks I'm a whore. This morning I thought I could handle being called this, but being called this by Niall is the worse. Even though it was indirectly it still means the same. Tears slowly made their way down my cheek. I didn't bother to wipe them away. I mean no can see me. How did I let this happen, how did I let myself become so broken. Niall started pounding on the door.

"Baby I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that, please let me in." He said, he sounded like he was crying . But I didn't open the door I just sat there unmoving on the bed staring at the door blankly.

"Breanne! I love you! Please let me in." He cried. The pounding on the door stopped after like 5 minutes. He finally gave up. I let out a sigh and laid back. I started to hear someone playing the guitar. I sat up and swung my feet over the edge of the bed. I walked up to the door and listened closely. Niall started sing 'They Don't Know About Us.'

I opened the door teary eyed, he didn't stop. He kept singing looking me in the eyes. His eyes were red and puffy, I can't believe he cried because of this. When he finished all I could smile. Niall swung the behind his back. He pulled me into a hug.

"Baby, I love you. I didn't mean what I said. I was just scared what might happen to me because of this. You aren't those horrible things they call you. You are perfect and they are just jealous." Niall said into my ear.

"I know babe. I love you too, but you didn't have to cry because of me." I said looking up at him.

"But I did. I hurt my little angel. I shouldn't of yelled at you. I hate seeing you cry." He said kissing my cheek.

"It's okay." I said smiling.

"Are you sure. You can yell at me or anything. Just go ahead." He said.

"No because I don't think you deserve to be yelled at."

"Are you sure?" He asked uneasily.

"Yes Niall." I said snaking my arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. He leaned down and kissed me.

"Breanne?"

"Yes Niall.?"

"Come with me?"

"Come with you where?"

"The next tour come with me."

"Niall.."

"Breanne please I know it's a couple months away but thinking about leaving you again makes me sad."

"I know babe but we shouldn't be thinking about that. Lets think about now."

"Alright, I love you." I giggled how many times is he going to say this.

"I love you too."

"Maybe we should trick the boys and say that we broke up?" He said with an evil smile on his face. I nodded my head.

"THIS DOESN'T CHANGE ANYTHING NIALL!" I yelled. Niall laughed silently.

"ALRIGHT FINE! FUCKING BE LIKE THAT." He yelled back.

I stomped my way out to the living room and sat in between Harry and Louis.

"What was that all about?" Zayn asked.

"We'll NIALL was being a prick. So I broke up with him.

"You did what?!" They all chorused. I tried so hard to hold in the laughter.

"Yep. Fuck Niall."

"Breanne! You and Niall are meant for each other." Louis said. Okay I couldn't keep in the laughter.

"What's so funny?" Liam asked. I jumped in front of them and said.

"Gotcha!!!"

"What?!" They all yelled,

"Niall baby come here." I said sweetly.

Niall walked over to me and kissed me on the lips.

"I can't believe you would do this to us." Harry said pretending that he was offended.

"Sorry.. It was Niall's idea." I said blaming him.

"Thanks for throwing me under the bus princess."

"Oh you're ever so welcome.!"