Broken but Strong

Thalia lost almost everything when she ran away from home. Her and her gorgeous sister Kara started living on the run, living in various hotels across England. They've had on and off jobs since they ran away when they were 12, but now they're 18 and they got a job they hope to keep. Bartenders in one of the best clubs in England. Since getting this job, Thalia is no longer empty inside, and she's turns into a sexual beast. Thalia runs into five gorgeous guys who appear to be famous, and she fell in love. Thalia was always a bit of a slut, but with these boys she goes all out. Will Thalia find something real with these boys or will they just be more of her one night stands that'll eventually fade away.
WARNING: This story is rated PG 14 due to lots of cussing and several sexual parts


7. Goodbye


I have to kick them out. It hurts, but I have to. It's been a week, and I'm only falling harder for Niall. And I have a feeling he likes me back. No none of this can be happening. I can't fall for a one night stand. But I am. I can't. I can't I can't I can't! I have to get them out of the apartement before something crazy happens, like me and Niall start dating or something. I had to do it soon. Now. I had to do it now. "Hey Niall!"

"Hey Niall!" I yelled before I could stop myself. He ran into my room. "What is it Thalia?" I needed to do it fast. The quicker I got it done, the better. And I couldn't cry. If I cried, maybe he'd cry, and the whole thing would be so much harder then it already was. "I need you to get out of my apartement" I said quickly. "What?!" Niall said, shocked, and hurt. "You guys have to leave" I said. The sadness on his face was unbearable. I felt the tears in my eyes, but I refused to let them spill. "I just, I-I" I started to explain, but the words wouldn't come. "I get it. I'm falling for you and you don't like me so your too embarassed to live with me" he said, the hurt stinging in his eyes. "No! I just-" "Save it. We'll be out of your life in an hour." Niall stormed out. I collapsed on the bed in a heap of tears and pain.

After I was sure the boys were gone, I came out of the room. Kara was on the couch watching TV. "What did you do?" She said, without even looking at me. "Huh?" I said. How did she know what happened? "Niall came in here fuming and then told the other guys 'we're leaving' and they packed up their stuff and left" she said. I held back the tears that were begging to spill over. "We got in a disagreement. And well, they left" I said with the air of sadness I was trying to hide. "Whatever" said Kara, puposely ignoring my sadness. I went back into my room to sulk.

There was one thing I didn't understand. Why had Niall given up so easily? I had pictured a long, endless arguement, and he caved and left after one minute. I wouldn't have given up the one I loved so easily. I grabbed my phone and went on Twitter. I don't know why I did, but my fingers had a mind of their own, because they opened Nialls twitter. Suddenly it all made sense to me, why he gave in so easily. His most recent tweet explained it all. "If you love something, set it free, if it was meant to be, it'll find it's way back, but if it doesn't, it was never yours to begin with".
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