Chapter 17

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Taylor's POV

I had been ignoring Niall for two weeks now. Although we briefly spoke about this problem, I didn't talk to him after that. I didn't let him explain himself. How, w-why? Why would he ever fool around with a harsh human being? She hates me, and I feel the same exact burning passion. Maybe that was his plan all along. Maybe, just maybe, he knew that she follows me everywhere. He used me to get to her. But I didn't care anymore, he wanted Abigail more than he could ever want me. I sit up in my bed and a tear trickles down my cheek. I notice and immediately wipe it away. I wasn't quick enough, though, because Louis wraps his arms around me.

"I-I'm alright," I stuttered. "I'll be fine."

"Shut up," Louis spoke. "you're not okay and I know you too well for you to lie." One tear led into me sobbing.

"I just c-can't believe he would do that to me." My voice shook with every word. Then the door open, I look up quickly. It was Niall. I shove my head in the crook of Louis' shoulder. I wrapped my arms around his neck and cried. I felt like I would never stop.

"Hey lads," the Irish accent spoke. No one spoke. I felt eyes on me but I didn't care anymore. I didn't want to feel anything anymore. I wanted to stay in Louis' arms forever. I felt a hand touch my back. The fingers soft and slender, it was Niall. I picked my head up, and Louis pecked my forehead. I turned around, and there stood the blonde boy.

"Oh, Niall. Why?" I uttered. I cupped my hands over my face and sobbed.

"Taylor, I-" I looked up.

"How can I ever believe you're sorry? Why would you ever do this?"

"Listen, Taylor, I can ex-"

"Explain what?! You cheating on me and having sex with Abigail?! Whatever story you have conjured up, I don't want to hear it."

"Taylor, hear me out. Please." So I did.

"Listen, I wanted to help you. I told Abigail to leave you alone. She asked for a kiss, and that would seal the deal."

"Oh, God, Niall! Why would you ever-"

"She shoved me in the bathroom. She opened up a bag. She had booze. I decided, hey. I'm an Irishman. Why not?"

"So, you got drunk and had sex with her?"

"Yes, listen. Please forgive me. I would never get into a relationship with Abigail. Just hear me out. I did it to protect you."

I sighed.

"I honestly don't know." He stared at me with his beautiful blue eyes.

"Do you remember our first kiss?" He spoke.

"What?"

"Do you remember our first kiss?"

"Um, yeah."

"That magic I felt that day, that magic."

"That's what I feel every time I look at you." I stood up and wrapped my arms around his neck, my lips locked onto his. After a few minutes, he pulled away.

"I promise you, I will never ever do anything with anyone else but you."

Although I'm undoubtably in love with that Irish boy, I wasn't so sure I believed his promise.

(Another A/N: I'm super sorry this chapter was short, I wanted to update this story so much after all you all have done for me. Thank you all so much for reading this story. I will try to update more often. I love you. ❤️)

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