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Larry Forever xx :D
Previously On Truth or Dare;
"I've been waiting to see you."
yeah that's right! On our cruise! Let's start now!"
'Heartbroken' people called it.
Dammit what have I gotten myself into?
I then began gashing at my wrists.
I kept singing until the paramedic came.
"You shouldn't be the that's sorry. I love you."
I kept looking over at Harry. Jeez, all I did was kiss Niall on the cheek!
I sat on the sofa next to Harry, but he keep scooting away.
What the hell Hazz?
I just crossed my arms and paid no more attention to him. It's been a week and he's still hung over it! Jesus Christ, he could have gotten over it by now. I mean I know I would've been over it by now. I turned to Harry. I saw out the corner of his eye he looked at me for a fraction of a second then resumed back to watching TV. I sighed.
"Harry, please talk me!" I said to him pleadingly. He rolled his eyes and turned to face me.
"Fine. There I said something to you! Happy?" He told me angrily. My eyes stung with tears, but I forced myself not to let them fall.
Be strong Tommo.
"Hurtful. Geez.. all I wanted was why were you jealous when I kissed Niall on the cheek!" I shouted and went to my room. I sat curled up on my bed crying my eyes out. I heard footsteps from behind my door and the doorknob turn just a little. I knew exactly who it was.
"Leave me alone!" I shouted at the door. Instead he still came in. I took my pillow and hid my face in it. I felt the bed sink in. Harry put his hand on my lower back and kept whispering he's sorry for his foolish actions. He pulled the pillow away and pulled my face up to his. I looked into his beautiful green orbs. He leans in closer and kisses me. I wrap my arms around his neck, one of my hands entangling his curls and twirling them in my fingers. He pushed us both down on to the bed. His hands trailing up and down my chest.
Next day went pretty awesome. We went to the beach and everything, tired avoiding fans with no luck, they followed us to the beach, to the local Nando's, to my Mum's house in Doncaster!
"Man, we can't even get away from those fans!" Zayn plopped down on the sofa, and sighed.
"Yeah, it's every where we go! I couldn't even eat my chicken in peace without them staring into the window and squealing!" Niall pouted and sat down next to Liam.
RING!! RING!! RING!!
I looked over and it was Ni's phone's that rung. I watched him picked it up, his face went pale. Liam took one look at Niall's phone, and his face turned from sweet and tiring to hatred and anger.
"Niall don't answer it." Liam muttered though gritted teeth. Niall being the idiot he is, answered it. We were all quiet so we can hear.
"H-Hello?" He murmured into the phone.
"Nialler! My boy! It's you Dad!" My mouth suddenly dropped. No. It's can't be him. Bobby Horan. The man that walked out on Niall and his mum and sisters.
"D-Dad?" He whispered and tears fell from his eyes.
I couldn't believe my..my Father actually called. Tears escaped my eyes.
"Ni, you there?" Father asked.
I cleared my throat. Sudden anger filled me and I brushed Liam's shoulders off of me.
"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE CALLING ME?! YOU LEFT US WHEN I WAS ONLY FIVE! FIVE YEARS OLD! YOU WERE GONE WHEN WE NEEDED YOU THE MOST! I HATED YOU FOR THAT! AND NOW YOU SUDDENLY CALL ME OUT OF THE BLUE?! YOU LEFT ON OUR OWN! I WISH YOU TOOK BACK EVERY WORD YOU SAID TO MUM THAT NIGHT! TAKE IT ALL BACK JUST TAKE IT ALL BACK! I HATE YOU DON'T CALL ME AGAIN!" The words pouring out of me like a running faucet. I threw my phone and went into my room and locked the door. I cried into my pillow remembering the night like it was yesterday.
"Maura, please let's not talk about this, I don't want to wake the kids." Bobby sternly muttered. Looking at his wife the bed.
"No, we're going to settle this now! I don't care if they awaken, they'll forget by the morning." Maura whispered- shouted. Bobby gave her the death glare, and she gave him the same one back.
Niall lay in bed listening to his parents argue, and crying wishing they would stop. His breathing stopped when he heard slapping and his father yelling that he was going away and never coming back, calling his Mum such hurtful names. The names he would he use as a joke at school.
"THAT'S IS FINAL YOU SLUT! I CAN'T TAKE IN ANYMORE YOU FUCKING WHORE! I'M LEAVING YOU AND THE KIDS!" Father shouted, getting his suitcase and clothes, his shaving kit, and everything he needed to go live on his own and start a new life, have new children. Bobby opened the door, kissed his children good-bye and left without further notice. Niall was sad from that day on. After he became famous, he forgot all about his Father was happy with his life now.
Oh god. I cried a lot that night.
Why me? Huh? Why me? I kept asking God.