I'm Not Your Toy

Chapter Seventeen!

“Seriously though, what happened?”

Even though I couldn’t tell Char, it would still be good to let somebody know what was going on inside my head. It isn’t like Niall and I would ever seriously go out so I didn’t have to worry about him thinking I was some slag. Yeah he was very hot, but I only really got a friend vibe from him. 

“I slept with Harry. Twice.” I was still looking at Niall’s quiff the whole time. Not able to take in what his eyes would show.

“Oh, and I’m assuming Charlotte doesn’t know about this.”

“No! I just told my absolute best friend in the world that the guy she might actually start to care about slept with me.” I couldn't help the sharp edge of my voice or the heavy amount of sarcasm that coated my tone.

“When did it happen?” Niall questioned disregarding tone of voice.

I thought back. “Well both were before she ever even told me about him. The first time was before their first date, and the second time was after, according to when she says they first went out. Which would actually make the second time the night of their first date. Dear God why am I such a screwed up friend?” I literally felt like the guilt was starting to eat itself inside of me and began to pop out of my mouth in the form of the dramatic whiny voice I picked up near the end of my sentence.

“So then really, you don’t have a problem at all then. Just don’t let her find out.” I couldn’t help but feel slightly shocked at how straight forward Niall was being.

“Uh, yeah.” Was all I could brilliantly come up with.

“Look, you and Charlotte seem really close, do you want to ruin your friendship because of something you did. It’s not like they were together and it’s not like you did it out of spite or anything.”

“That’s true.”

“So then, just don’t stress over it. You’re doing the right thing by not telling her.”

“Are you sure Niall?” I couldn’t help but still feel worried even though it was extremely less than what I had felt only 30 seconds ago.

“Yeah, I’m sure.”

“Thanks Niall, you're a good listener.”

“Well what can I say?” he questioned with a smirk. “That’s why the ladies love me!”

I cracked up. “Don’t get a big head now.  Your quiff is already high enough.”

“Hey!” Niall faked hurt in his voice. “That wasn’t very nice of you.”

Before I could come up with some other witty remark, my phone went off signaling I had an alert.

I pulled the phone out of my pocket and unlocked the screen. The little icon for my emails had a 1 at the top right corner. Clicking on the icon a new email pulled up from my magazine subscriber. I opened up the email and read the small sentence at the top: Don’t forget to pick up your copy today! Get the latest scoop on One Direction Star Harry Style’s love life!

There was just no escaping this boy. The link at the bottom of the email was to the magazines website giving a preview of this week’s front cover. Clicking on it, I waited for it to load. Finally the website pulled up and I gasped at the picture on the front cover. There I was, leaning against Harry walking back to his place the second night we met up together. The picture was blurry but I knew it was me because after all, I was there when it was taken, although I hadn’t known that at the time. I didn’t know what to do.

Before I could take down the link though, Niall was up and behind me glancing over my shoulder looking at what had made me gasp.

“Let me guess, that’s you?” He asked me although it was obvious what the answer would be.

“Yep that’s me. And if Charlotte sees this I am screwed!” I couldn’t contain myself and let out a little wail of frustration as I kicked my legs up in the air. 

“Don’t worry I don’t think she will be able to tell it’s you though, the picture is all fuzzy and I only said you because well, why else would you gasp right?”

“That may be true, but I need to handle this like now!”

With that, I sat up straight and exited out of the window on my phone. I pulled up my contacts, and stopped scrolling when I found the one I wanted. I clicked it and held the phone up to my ear. After a few ring I heard a deep voice slowly say. “Hi! Sorry I couldn’t answer the phone, but if you leave a message, I might be able to call you back. Bye!”

I waited for the beep before leaving my message. “Hi Harry, it’s Paige. We need to talk now. Call me when you get this.” I didn’t even say goodbye as I clicked end on my screen.

“What did you just do?” Niall looked over to me. There was a slight amount of worry in his eyes.

“I just need to talk to him and make sure that he doesn’t hurt her. I want him to know that if he does, I will personally rip out his vocal chords so he can never sing again.”

“Woah isn’t that a little extreme?” Niall asked me amusedly.

“Maybe, but it need to be done.”

A/N: Sorry this was sucky but I felt like I needed to update. Don't forget to vote, comment and fan!