My Princess.

Having to live with the fact that your best friend left the country without saying goodbye and never contacting again is difficult, but when that best friend was Niall Horan and now you have to hear about him and see his face all over the media because he's one fifth of the biggest boyband in the world is even more difficult. But what happens when Niall decides to take a couple of months off to finish school back in Ireland? Will he remember his once called 'best friend' or will Hallie have to live as if they've never known each other? When two people really care about each other, they will always find a way back to each other. But, is this the case for Niall and Hallie?


20. Trauma and lies.

Zayn's P.O.V:

I braced myself for what was about to happen. Was I really about to tell Hallie why Niall was ignoring her? She deserves to know. "I know why he won't talk to you. I know why he's ignoring you. Hallie, N-"

I cut off by the sound of a bang. I think Hallie's phone fell on the ground. "Hallie?" I asked, wondering if she was still on the phone. No answer.

There was a moment of silence before I heard Hallie speak again, but it wasn't to me.

"Tyler?" Her voice was shaking.

Did she just say Tyler? "Hallie?" I asked again. "Hallie, quit joking around." I was getting worried when I didn't hear her laugh or reply.

"That's right, baby." Wait. Who is that? Is it? It can't be.

"What the hell are you doing here? Get away from me, get out of this house." She sounded so frightened.

It was Tyler. He was there in her house. It took a minute to sink in but once it did I leaped out of my bed and ran for Niall's room. He didn't know about Tyler but right now I didn't care. Hallie was in trouble and I was going to help her. No matter what.


Hallie's P.O.V:

My body was frozen. I couldn't move. Tyler was standing right at the door. I had no escape. "I've missed you." His voice made my whole body shiver. 

"G-g-get away from me!" I stuttered.

He began walking closer. I squirmed on the bed. "Aw baby, don't be like that." He kept walking closer and closer.

I glanced at my phone that had fallen off the bed behind me. I needed to think of a plan, and fast.

Then it came to me. I was praying it would work. I took a deep breathe. "Look Tyler, if you promise not to hurt me maybe we can work something out."

He smirked. "Keep talking."

I got off the bed. My breathing getting heavier. This was my only chance and I knew that if this plan didn't work, I was screwed. "Well.." I forced a smirk. "I've grown up a bit. I know what you want Tyler. I can give that to you."

His smirk just grew wider. "Mmhmm." I took that as a sign to go on.

"You see that room across the hall?" I pointed out the door behind him to the bedroom across the hall.

"A room, huh?" He turned around to look over at the room. I took that as the perfect opportunity to grab my phone. I reached down behind me and picked up the phone, shoving it in my bra before he turned around. I stood back up straight just as he turned around. "We can have some fun in there." He winked.

I felt sick in my stomach. Giving him this satisfaction was killing me knowing what he could actually do if this doesn't work. I forced a smile. "We sure can." I winked back. "One problem." I pouted.

He moved towards me, his hands wrapped around my waist. My breath hitched. "What's that baby?" He asked and his face grew closer to mine.

I took this as the perfect time to get him out of the room. I took a deep breathe. "The protection is in the kitchen." I whispered. He knew what I meant.

He smirked yet again. "I'll go get that." He walked out of the room and towards the kitchen. My breathing got really heavy. I knew that if I was going to do this, I would have to do it quick.

I pulled my phone out of my bra and dialed 999. "999 would you like The Police, Ambulance or Fire Rescue?"

"Police." I began pacing the room, knowing I didn't have much time until Tyler would come back.

"This is the Police, what's your emergency?" A man asked.

"There's a man in my house. He's going to hurt me. I've distracted him but he's coming now. Please help me." I whispered as quietly as I could with tears threatening to fall.

"Okay miss. What is your location?" He asked as I heard muffling through the phone.

"13, Raithin Road, Mullingar." I struggled to speak. Tears were now streaming down my face.

"Thank you. Miss, we have people on the way now. Stay calm."

Just then I heard footsteps coming back up the stairs. "Thank you." I quickly whispered before hanging up and shoving the phone back in my bra.

"Got it baby." He smirked, walking over to me again. "Now, let's have some fun." He grabbed my hand and began leading me towards the room.

"Wait. I-I-" I didn't know what to say. I needed an excuse. "I uh, I've got to go to the toilet first. Be right back." I winked and began walking to the bathroom. I shut the door and locked it from the inside. I don't think my body had fully processed what was going on until I got into the bathroom. I broke down into tears and began hyperventilating.

A few minutes later I heard knocking on the door. "Hallie?! Get the hell out here now." Oh shit. He was mad.

"Uh, just a second." I replied wiping the tears from my face.

He knocked again, this time harder. "No. I said get out here now!"

I obeyed. I had to. If I didn't, he would hurt me. Bad. I unlocked the door and instantly felt his lips on mine. I tried pushing him off me, I tried pulling out of the kiss but it was no use. His grip was just too tight. He pulled out of the kiss and began dragging me towards the room. "Now for the real fun." He half laughed. I felt as if I were about to faint.

"Please, stop." I pleaded and pleaded but it was no use. He knew I had been lying. He knew I didn't want this to happen. But he didn't know the police were on the way.

He threw me over his shoulder while he walked towards the room. He shut the door behind him and walked towards the bed. My body was shaking. I tried to get out of his grip but I just couldn't. No matter what I did, he had control over me.

"Tyler please? Just stop." I pleaded again but just like each other time he kept going. He kissed me again, roughly. Tears began making their way down my face yet again.

He began roaming my body over my clothes with his hands. He moved them lower and lower until they rested at my waist. I winced at the contact.

Just as he was about to go any further, the door swung open. I shot my head towards the door and saw four men standing there in Police uniforms. I just screamed. I knew I was safe now yet I still screamed and cried.

Tyler was arrested and taken away by two of the police men. The other two stayed for about three or four hours so I could give a statement and discuss what I wanted to do about the whole situation. They told me that Tyler would definitely be locked up due to the fact that he had just been released from prison and has already been involved in a crime.

After the police left I just sat there on the couch, crying. I cried and cried and cried. It had finally hit me what had just happened and I just got so emotional. After about an hour of crying I reached for my phone, remembering I had put it in my bra. I scrolled through my contacts until I reached the one I was looking for: 'Nialler<3'. I was about to hit the call button when a thought ran through my mind. What do I say? Do I tell him everything? Besides, Niall was ignoring me. I decided against it and I started scrolling again looking for the one person I knew I could definitely talk to. I clicked on the contact and hit call.

"Hello? Hallie?" He sounded out of breath, like he was running.

I half smiled. "Yeah Zayn, it's me."

"Oh My God. Thank god you're okay. We're at the airport. We got the first flight home to get you. Are you okay? Did he hurt you? Where is he?" Zayn was so angry yet I could tell he was so worried. 

"Zayn, it's okay. The police came. They took him away. He didn't hurt me. He was going to but the police came first. Wait, did you say we?" I asked, wondering who was with him.

He sighed. "I'm just glad you're okay. I was so worried."

There was a bit of muffling before Zayn spoke again. "Can you shut up for a minute man?" He sighed. "Wait, I'm talking to her." He sounded angry again.  

"Dude, let me talk to her!" My heart stopped. Niall.

I jumped on the couch. "Zayn, is that Niall?" I asked, happier than I was.

He sighed again. "Uh yeah that's him. Do you, do you want to talk to him?" He asked, uneasy.

I thought about it for a minute. Niall knew nothing. Nothing about Tyler and besides, he was ignoring me.

"I uh, I- Maybe I'll just wait until you guys get here." I didn't know what to say. I wasn't ready to spill everything to Niall.

"Okay Hal. We're just about there anyway." He said somewhat happier than before.

"Okay. Thank you Zayn, for coming back to get me." I smiled.

"That's okay Hal. Oh, open your door." He laughed.

I hung up the phone and got up off the couch. I opened the door to find Niall and Zayn standing there, both with eyes red and puffy. I was instantly in Zayn's embrace.

"Please tell me that you're okay?" He sighed still hugging me.

I chuckled a bit. "I'm okay, Zayn."

We pulled away and smiled. I was okay. Even though something terrifying just happened, I was safe now. I glanced over at Niall. He was just staring at me, his gaze locking with mine. He looked so hurt yet so scared. His usually rosy cheeks were now puffy from crying. I hated seeing him like this. I knew I had a lot to explain and tell him. "Niall, I-" I was cut off by his arms wrapping around my waist. I buried my head in the crook of his neck.

"I love you." I whispered, close to tears.

He sniffled. "I love you too, Hallie." He pulled away and suddenly his facial expression changed. He looked...nervous? "Look, I understand if you're not ready to talk about this yet. But know that when you are, I'm here to listen." He smiled.

I looked over at Zayn. He knew everything. Everything about Tyler, every thing about Niall leaving and how I felt. Just everything. He shot me a half-hearted smile. He knew I was ready. I knew I was ready.

I took a deep breath. "Niall, I'm ready. I need to tell you."

He just nodded. The three of us walked over and sat on the couch. I sat beside Niall on the two seater couch and Zayn sat on the opposite chair. I didn't know what would happen after I told Niall this story but I knew it was time to tell him. He needed to know. Now.




"And that's it. Then today, he came back. And, yeah." We had spent the last hour or so explaining the story to Niall. There were times where I would get too emotional and Zayn would continue for me. Niall held me in his arms almost the whole time.

I looked at my feet, afraid of Niall's reaction to it all. I finally looked up to find him staring into my eyes. There was so much anger and frustration in his eye. But most of all, there was pain. He opened his mouth a couple of times to speak but closed it again each time.

He blinked, tears threatening to spill over. "I'm sorry and I love you." Those three words were all I needed. All I needed to know that I was safe. I was loved. Hearing those words from Niall made me realise that maybe he does care. Maybe he does love me? 

I began crying. Crying with happiness this time. I wrapped my arms around him. "I love you too. I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier. I was just so afraid of what you might say."

He rubbed circles on my back, calming me. "It's okay. I know now. We're together, that's all that matters." He smiled.

I pulled back and took his hand in mine. "No more secrets, aye?" I laughed.

He just smiled back however I could see the uncertainty in his eyes. "No more secrets." He replied.

Just then, Zayn stood up. I looked over to him. He had clenched fists and I could see the anger building up in his eyes. "Zayn? Are you okay?" I asked confused.

He ignored my question and turned to face Niall. "No more secrets? No more fucking secrets, Niall?" He spat. I stood up, completely confused.

Niall just sat there, looking at Zayn. "Don't Zayn." Was all he said.

I looked between both of them. "Don't what?" I asked.

"Nothing." Niall replied sharply, facing me.

"Don't you dare tell her nothing, Niall. You've hurt her enough. Ignoring her, not answering her calls, making up shitty excuses like rehearsals. She deserves to know the truth." Zayn's eyes were growing darker as his voice got louder and his anger rose. "That girl has gone through hell and you're going to sit here and lie to her. Not under my watch, pretty boy. She has just poured her heart out to you and you sit there like everything is fine? You're a fucking joke Niall. You finally found a girl that makes you happy and that you make happy and you're screwing it all up." He turned to face me. "I'm sorry Hallie. I really am sorry. But you." He pointed to Niall. "You're pathetic. I'm not going to explain everything to Hallie. I'll let you do that. You owe her that much." And with that, Zayn walked out of the living room and towards the spare bedroom. 

My jaw was probably almost touching the ground. I was so shocked and so confused at what just happened. I looked at Niall. He was staring at the ground. "Niall?" I asked. He didn't move. "What the hell just happened?" I asked again. Still no movement. He was like a statue. "Niall tell me now. What just happened." I demanded.

He looked up at me. Complete hurt in his eyes. But what I could really see was guilt?! "I'm sorry." He began sobbing. I walked over to the chair Zayn had been sitting on and I sat down.

"Sorry for what? Please just tell me what the hell is going on." I asked more pleadingly.

A tear streamed down his face. "There's a reason I was ignoring you, Hallie. I didn't have rehearsals when I said I did. I just couldn't talk to you." He put his head in his hands and continued to cry.

Confusion and curiosity ran through my mind. "Why Niall? Why couldn't you talk to me?"

"Please don't hate me." He cried.

I sighed. "Niall I could never hate you. Just tell me what's going on."

He looked up at me, his gaze once again locking with mine. "That night you know, when I went clubbing with the guys just after we Skyped?" I nodded, gesturing for him to go on. "Well, when we went out I got completely wasted. I had too many drinks and I didn't know what I was doing." He looked down at his feet. "There was a girl. I don't even know her name, Hallie. She pulled me to the dance floor and started grinding on me." He began fidgeting with his thumbs. "Next thing I knew she was-" He looked up at me. "She was in my bed. I'm sorry. We didn't go any further than kissing, I swear. I'm so sorry."

Tears were filling my eyes, threatening to spill over. "Y-you cheated on me?"

He began sobbing again. "I'm so, so sorry baby."

I wasn't going to back down to him. "Don't you fucking dare 'baby' me. I may have not told you my story but at least it didn't involve me getting into bed with someone while we were together. You're not the Niall I used to know. The Niall I used to know knew how to treat a girl right. I really thought you were different Niall." I stood up and began walking out of the room. I spun on my heel to face him once more. I took a deep breath. "We're done."

"Hallie please, no?!" He cried, standing up.

I kept walking. "Don't even try Niall." I shouted back.

And with that, I left the room. I walked down the hall. What do I do? Did I just ruin our friendship? Our relationship? I stopped outside the wooden door and lightly knocked. "Zayn, It's me. Can I come in?"

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