OneSummer (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 17

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I took a deep breath before taking the first step onto Connor's back porch. I walked up the three stairs and then to the door.

But....but I didn't knock on the door like I had intended to.

Instead I saw him making out with a tall brunette in his living room.

I backed away from the door slowly, my breath getting heavy.

How? How....how could he? Who was that? What about all that junk he said about "I would never lie to you, Darby!" THAT JERK. THAT LYING LITTLE-

"Darby!"

I turned and saw Niall running down the beach toward me.

"Darby?"

But the second voice calling my name was not that of my best friend.

I turned my head back to the window.

Connor stared at me.

I stared back for a moment, a big fat teardrop welling in my eye.

I blinked and it came rolling down my cheek, followed by many others.

So I ran. I jumped off the porch and pounded my bare feet into the sand, running as fast as I could toward my best friend.

I crashed into his arms and cried into his chest.

"Darby," he said, "I'm so sorry. You didn't talk to him, did you?"

"N..no..." I sputtered through tears.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Him.....he...he lied..."

"What? What did he do?"

"He's in there....with...with another girl. They were...they were kissing."

Niall's grip on me tightened. He led me over to the water and we sat down in the sand.

"Darby," he said, "I'm so sorry that he did this to you."

I looked up through my wet eyes. I could see a few tear streaks on his face as well.

"Why are you-hiccup-crying?"

"All this time," he said, "I just kept hoping that you would figure out something about him that would make you break up, but I never wanted him to hurt you. And I am so, so, so, sorry, Darby."

"Why were you mad in the first place, Niall?" I asked.

He kissed my forehead and pulled me closer.  

"It doesn't matter anymore."

We walked up to the house and when we came inside, everyone was siting in the living room watching us.

Niall and I continued up to our room without a word to any of them.

I climbed up onto the bed and flopped onto my pillow.

"Are you going to be okay?" He asked.

I wiped my puffy eyes. "Yeah. Just let me rest."

"Alright," he said, rising up onto his toes to kiss my head.

He started out the door, but turned back to me. "I really am sorry," he said.

"I know." I smiled.

Niall shut the door quietly, leaving me alone in the silence. My breath was heavy in my chest, and I couldn't help but want Niall to be right back here beside me. I had my best friend back. That was most important. And although it had still cost me my first relationship, at least I wasn't with a guy who was lying to me. Sure, I was upset about Connor. But having Niall back....that was much better than having a boyfriend.

As I thought about this, I slowly drifted off to sleep.

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*NIALL'S POV*

I shut the door and padded down the stairs.

My six friends stared at me from the living room.

"He was cheating on her," I said simply.

The girls looked like they might cry, and the four boys exchanged glances.

Harry crossed his arms and eyed me.

"I'm not happy about it, Harry, if that's what you're thinking."

"Did you apologize to her?" he asked.

"Yes," I replied. "I never wanted that to happen to her, Harry. I just....I just wanted..."

"You just wanted her back," Eleanor finished.

I nodded. "But as a friend. I told you guys I was fine with us not...being together."

"Niall, you know-" Liam started.

"No," I interrupted. "I'm really fine being her best friend."

There was a knock at the door.

I walked over to answer it and looked out the peephole to see who it was.

Of course.  

It was Connor.

I threw open the door.

"What do you want?" I asked shortly.

"Just let me talk to Darby," he said.

"She doesn't want to talk to you."

I felt Harry, Liam, Zayn, and Louis come to the door behind me.

"What's going on?" Harry asked. "Connor, who do you think you are? Coming around here after what you-"

"Just let me talk to her!"

I lurched forward at him, but Liam had a firm grip on my arm.

"Get out of here," I said coldly.

"Niall..." Liam said.

"I'm not going anywhere until I talk to her. You guys don't even care to ask her if she wants to talk to me herself!"

"Because we know she doesn't!" Louis said.

"Now leave," I ordered.

"Make me."

I shoved him back. "I will."

"Don't touch me!"

"I will do whatever I want."

"Niall!" Liam jumped between us.

I let out an exasperated sigh.

"Just please go home, Connor," Liam said.

Connor gave us all glares, then walked off the porch.

Hah. We win, pretty boy.