Say what?

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by LiteratureForALiving

by LiteratureForALiving

Niall's P.O.V

"Dems, come on what is it?" She sit there quite and stare. I wonder why on the second I mention the wedding stuff she got all freaked out.

"Umm Niall me and Wilmer's wedding isn't off." I let my jaw dropped.

"What do you mean your wedding is not off." I questioned nervously.

"We're still getting married." She split out and shut her eyes closed.

"During the week you and I didn't see each other Wilmer has showed up here and..he says he was sorry and he knew I didn't mean to cheat on him. And I know it must seems not right but Niall please let my explain-"

"Didn't you mean to cheat?" I moved uncomfortably in my sit, stick a death glare on her. I didn't mean to but it just came out of me. She remove her eyes from break the eye contact.

"So let me get this straight," I got up and walk in the room angrly and hurt.

"This guy raped you"

"He didn't rape me" She whisper.

"Shout up Demi! I gave you everything, fucking everything I had and that is what you give me back? I was supporting and loving, I put my eye on you and took care of whatever that can come and hurt you. So your thank you speech is going ahead back to your fucking cheater dick boyfriend?! I'm so pissed" I run angrily to the door and exist it, I don't know if she tried to follow me and I don't care. I just got sickness from what trust I put on people all the time and what thank they present me back. I love Demi but I can't go on. I'm giving up on her. Not because I want to but because she gives up on me all the time.

Demi's P.O.V

Two months. Two months. Two months 'till me and Wilmer's wedding. But worse than this, two months Niall wouldn't replay any of my phone/skype calls. I know what I did was a totally messed up but you know what they say if you are messing between two things without knowing what you actually want, you'll finish loosing them both. And it seems like I don't have a choice I already loose Niall. In a second thought maybe it's just for the best. Yes I know how mean I may sound but that is must be the truth: Niall and I were just messing around with and cause troubles. Wilmer is who I want and need.

So why do it feel ao wrong?

Maybe because I still love Niall.

I went to a wedding planner today to make some decisions done. I pick up the kind event I want and discuss about with Wilmer of course. Then pick up the bar food for the guests and music I would like to encompass whole the dancing part is on. To be honset I just wanted the day to get over. I returned home exhausted after a big day and just lay on the coach filling myself a bowl of cereal which I know is weird to eat on evening but I seriously can eat breakfast every meal. I just love it. I turn the t.v on and open the news to get updated of what's going on.

'Niall Horan been reported catching up with a mystery girl in the afternoon earlier this day. And if you follow closely you may be realized this is the same girl had cought up infront the paparazzi eyes with Niall at the golf date that absolutely hurry to denied.'

And there are like 5 pictures of them almost kissing in a golf spot. I checked this girl up and down which is obvious she's a model. How ironic, Niall promise me he'd never date a model. They are boring were actually his words. However, I don't care. I turn off the t.v I had enough today, and slipped into the shower with the lastly powerful I am, I think I've never reached these levels of tiredness god what happened today. I wear my pj and logged in Twitter for awhile. I couldn't find something interesting to look for so I just close the app and lay the phone on the nightstand. I tried falling asleep but something held me back, something bothers me. I watch my phone laying there, and send hand toward it. But then I was thinking again and regret.

Leave it alone Demi you don't want cause any other troubles.

I turn around closing my eyes but then open them wildly.

God no Demi stop yourself NOW.

I watch my phone and grab it before I'd have another regret. I open the message app, entering Niall and I texts box. My fingers flew above the screen. Should I text him?

No No.

I close the phone screen and lay it on my stomach. Not holding it too long I changed my mind 10 seconds later. I open the screen phone and start typing...