this one might be offensive. so dont read if you dont want to be offended if you actually do drugs. none of yall would do those cause you know better.
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i woke up and no one was beside me in the bed. i felt a tear streaming down my face. niall and i just broke up a month ago. i missed him. i missed him so much. so so much. he's hanging out with Demi Lovato now. its all over in the magazines. theres pictures of them smiling at each other, niall kissing her cheek.
i always read the magazines about him. but they just made me worse. i opened the magazine and there was a article that said:
Niall Horan & Demi Lovato Together?
It appears that Niall Horan, from the heart-throbbing boy band, One Direction, has been hanging out with Demi Lovato for quite awhile. Is he over (Y/N) already?
i tore the magazine page into pieces. i was hurt. hurt so bad.
i went into my desk and found my marijuana. i got those out and was looking for my lighter. i remembered it was always in my pocket and got it out. i started preparing the addicting drug.
once i was finished, i got my lighter out and lighted up the drug. i went into the bathroom and smoked.
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when i thought i had enough, the bathroom was filled with smoke and smelled terrible. i smelled terrible.
i went out the bathroom and it smelled terrible, too.
I heard a knock on the door.
"Shit..." i said under my breath.
i threw that crap that i was doing in the bathroom away.
the whole house smelled.
i ran to the door as fast as i could.
as soon as i opened it, i stepped outside without looking at the person.
as soon as i closed the door, i looked up.
wait...is it true? or a dream? i cant believe it. this cant be happening. no way. no fucking way.
i was starring in his pacific ocean eyes.
he was starring in my soul with his eyes.
"N-Niall?" i was shocked.
"Yes. It's me." he said looking depressed.
"Why are you here?" i asked.
"i just wanted to see you and tell you something and also ask you something."
"what is it?"
"well, i dont know if you read those magazines about me and Demi, but we're not together. we'll never be. the papperazzi were making shit up..."
he said looking at the ground.
"And your question is?" i asked.
"my question is, what the fuck is that smell? its horrible! you smell like it. and i even smelled it when i was walking on the path! what happened?"
i could tell he was worried.
"i-it'snothingdontworryaboutit." i said talking real fast.
"no (Y/N), tell me now." he said in a serious tone.
"itoldyouitwasn'timportant." i said talking fast again.
"(Y/N), are you high?" he said asked me dead straight in the eyes.
"nononoi'mfine." i said.
"if you dont tell me what you've been doing i'm going to have to find out what you've been doing."
"I'MONDRUGS,OKAY?!"
he looked at me with wide eyes.
"you w-what?" he said his eyes watering.
"I.DO.DRUGS." i say to him.
"How could you do this? why would you do th-" he said his voice cracking without saying the rest of the question.
"i'm sorry..." i say and my voice cracking.
"it's just that, when you started hanging out with this so called Demi, i th-thought you were over me. i thought i would never get you back." i said sobbing.
"why do you think i came here?!" he said crying.
i was silent. i was surprised. no, more than surprised.
"you still love me?" i whispered.
"YES!!" he said sobbing harder than me.
"WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME BEFORE?!"
"I WAS AFRAID!!"
he came over to me getting closer.
"what are you doing?" i asked.
"this." he said.
he kissed me. full on the lips. i dont understand why but he did it.
"i love you." i said my lips brushing on his.
"i love you too."
