Second Chances

Chapter Thirteen

~A/N~

Gahhh I haven't been in the writing mood lately, but I have nothing better to do right now so I might as well upload another chapter, enjoy!

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"I'm going to kill you because you're going out with Niall."

Whoa.

Who does this chick think she is?!

She didn't look much younger than me.

Where I'm from, we settle things in a nonchalant manner.

She doest even know what she's talking about. First of all, I am NOT going out with him. Second of all, she gonna 'kill me' because of something that's not even true?!

I'd like to see her try.

Since anything I do will now impact Niall, I decided I was going to be as calm as possible, even though I wanted to prove her wrong.

I just smiled. "I am NOT going out with Niall."

"Well how do you explain the magazines?!" She yelled.

Geez, she was one angry fangirl.

"We're just friends." I stated.

"That's what they all say." She said.

"We are..."

She was really irritating me.

"Well even if you aren't going out, your still too ugly to date him."

I was either going to punch her or end up crying. Not that I'm a cry baby, just the fact that she called me ugly and half of the girls were agreeing with her.

I shot Kate a look, and then quickly went into the back where Niall was.

He was sitting on a chair with his eyes focused on his phone.

I threw myself down on a chair parallel from him, with a huff.

"What happened?" He sounded concerned after he saw the look on my face.

"Oh nothing, you just have a very lovely fan base." I laughed.

"Well what did they say to you?" He laughed.

"Nothing." I said quickly.

I don't want to seem like a complainer. It really didn't bother me.

Okay... maybe a little... but that's besides the point.

It just didn't help the fact that I was still hurt from things Josh did and said.

*Flashback*

I was in too much pain to move. I just huddled in the corner like a little puppy, leaning on the wall for support.

"Josh, please stop." I begged in a whisper.

"But that wouldn't be much fun, now would it?" He laughed.

"Please, Josh, I don't care what you've done. Just let me go and I won't tell anyone what you did. I swear. Please, I just wanna go."

"Poor naive, Julia. Now that I've got you, why would I let you leave?"

The pain in my head was excruciating. I really need to get out of here and see a doctor.

"Let me leave, god dammit!" I was beginning to get frustrated.

I've tried negotiating with him. I've tried bribing him. Nothing works.

I've been here for countless hours. God only knows how long I've been in here.