The boy next door (One directon non-famous story) :-)

When 16 year old Harriet Andrews moves to a new school in london she meets five special boys, one of them catching on her heart.


6. Didn't I make it clear i dont want you to talk to me?

Niall's POV:


It was painful to watch Harriet be that upset that she would run away; and even more painful that it was me whom she was running from. I was confused at her words "I know about her". She must have heard this somewhere or more likely from someone. I tenderly touched my nose, blooded had bloomed on my fingers and it felt off, it must be broken. It took a while to absorb what had just happened. And when my brain finally understood what had just happened, soundless tears poured down my cheeks. Why would she do this? I had done nothing but treat her right and with respect I thought as I put my head in my hands while thinking of her smile


Harriet's POV:


I felt slightly better after that. A small portion of my anger had been released; like steam rising from a kettle. After the incident with Niall I didn't go back to Niamh's house, instead I just went straight home and texted Jenny, hoping she would understand. And being a good friend she did. I was miserable. I knew when I first arrived here I would be. How could I be so stupid and let boys get in the way of what was important? I looked across my room at my desk and saw the Iron Maiden shirt that Niall had bought me tossed on the chair. And just because that reminded me of him I started to sob. Was this what heartbreak felt like? And if so would it get any better? The song Kill all your friends by My chemical romance filled the room and I realised that it was my phone. I sighed and went to answer it, not checking caller ID as I picked it up. I didn't care who it was, all I seemed to care about right now seemed to be Niall. "Hello?" I said in a ruff voice; the kind you get after crying. "Harriet please listen to me im sor-" He started to say before I cut him off. "Niall i don't want to speak to you right now, if it wasn't clear enough out on the field, never speak to me again" I shouted harshly before hanging up and instantly regretting it. I still didn't understand why he would do something like this.


About an hour later I heard the door bell ring. Who would be out at this time and in the pouring rain? I thought as I walked down the stairs to see who it was. When I opened it somehow I wasn't surprised to find Niall on the other side. I started to close the door again but Niall stopped me. "Harriet at least hear my side of the story" He begged. "I've already heard the story Niall. How could you have a girlfriend? Why would you do this to me?" I sobbed. "What?" He said surprised. "Niall, Jenny and Niamh told me about her" He frowned. "Harriet I don't have a girlfriend I would never hurt you!" He begged. "Bull shit" I said before quickly slamming the door. That was it. I'm done with boys until im thirty. Mam was right, men are useless I thought.

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