Two Loves

Abbi longs to fall in love. She longs to experience all of the feelings that come with being in love. She doesn't expect to be caught in a love triangle. She'll have to face heartbreak, confusion, and sacrifice. Will things turn out for her, or will she give up on the idea of love all together?


16. Chapter 15

"Liam, bro, come on. Let's be civilized here. Mature, even" Niall spoke up, and I thought I could detect the faintest bit of fear in his husky voice. It was clear that Niall had never seen Liam like this before, never seen him act so violently, and that honestly scared me a little.

I narrowed my eyes at him. Niall wouldn't know the first thing about being mature. He couldn't act mature if his life depended on it. But, he was trying. He was trying for me, and I appreciated that. Greatly.

Okay, okay. He mouthed, obviously understanding my silent message to him. 

"Don't, Niall. Just... Don't" Liam wasn't shouting anymore, which, I guessed, was a good sign, but his voice was still full of menace. I'd never heard anything like it.  "This has nothing to do with you!"

"This has absolutely everything to do with me, Liam! She's my girlfriend, and you're hurting her! You're hurting me!"   

He waved his pale finger in front of Liam's face accusingly, and I jumped in between them again before someone could get hurt. Niall's hand was unusually cold in mine as I led him over to the couch. The set of his mouth indicated his anger towards Liam, and it indicated that Niall was blaming Liam. He shouldn't. This was entirely my fault. It was our fault. I didn't regret being with Niall; not at all. I loved him. What I did regret, however, was not telling Liam sooner. I should have asked for his permission or something before I fell in love with his best friend. 

As soon as I thought the words I realised how stupid they were. I shouldn't have to get permission from anyone before I fall in love. This was none of Liam's business. Why should he even care? He and I were over now. Done. We had been for a long time. 

"You know what, Niall? I think you're right. This has nothing to do with me. I've moved on, and clearly, Abbi has too. So you know what? You go right ahead. You date Abbi. Because I just don't care anymore. You're both as bad as each other. You're perfect for each other, actually. I was wrong to ever date Abbi; I see that now" Liam's voice was full of bitterness.

That last part cut me like a knife to my heart. In fact, a knife through my heart probably would have been less painful. What had I ever done to Liam? I had never done anything to hurt him as much as he had hurt me with his recent words. I couldn't have helped falling in love with Niall. In fact, I agreed with Liam. We never should have even dated. I'd go one better than Liam. Niall was a beautiful person, and he was one hundred times better than Liam would ever be.

There. I had said it. I had basically just said that I was over Liam. That I wasn't in love with him anymore. I expected all my feelings for Liam to just magically disappear after that confession. And surprisingly, some of them did. Some of my still- existent feelings for Liam just went away, like butterflies gliding through a summer breeze. Of course, there was still feelings for Liam present inside of me, hidden tightly away right in the back of my stomach. But they were still there. However, I knew they would eventually fly away too. I just needed time.

And right then, I had my decision. My feelings for Niall were too strong to be ignored. I was happy whenever Niall was around. I wanted to be with him, so I would be. And I would never have one more thought about Liam. That was a promise. A promise to myself. I was hopeful that not wasting anymore time on Liam, not wasting another thought on him, would help every single last one of my feelings for him to dissolve.

But the words that had just escaped from his mouth, those hurtful words that had been said about me, could not be ignored so easily. The sensitive being that I was would have to disappear for a while. I would have to go away. To mull over what Liam had said about me, to see if I was really that bad of a person. And I would have to leave Niall here. He would not be allowed to see me in such a bad way. He deserved so much better. 

Tears began to well in my eyes as I thought about how I would have to hurt Niall by leaving him here. 

He seemed upset, too. Maybe upset about the hurtful words Liam had said about me, or maybe he was upset that Liam could actually be this horrible.

He seemed angry as well. His fists balled up, the purple-blue veins pulsing under his stretched skin. I actually thought for a while that he might throw a punch at Liam, but he snapped out of it quickly. I was proud of him. I never should have doubted him.

"You can both leave now. Get out of my house. And you can get out of this town while you're at it. I'll have Harry bring your things to you, Niall"

He didn't have to tell us twice. Niall was up off the couch and almost out the door before I could blink. I hurried to catch up to him, giving Liam one last smile as I passed him. A smile that told him  I was happy to be out of his life. A smile that told him he hadn't hurt me, and that he never would, even though his words had cut me so deep. 

My hand intertwined with Niall's, and his other hand wrapped around my waist as he held me tight. I never wanted him to let go. But he would have to, eventually. Sooner than I would like. Because I was leaving tonight.

We passed Matilda on our way out, sitting awkwardly on a garden swing. She was swinging slowly back and forth, unfamiliar emotions plastered on her face. 

"I don't know how you stand being around him anymore" Niall muttered, but she turned her face away before we could see her reaction.

I pulled out of Niall's grip as he went to step into the car. 

"Where are you going, babe?" Curiosity was thick in his voice.

"I can't do this right now, Niall" I whispered slowly, trying to postpone leaving for as long as I could.

"You can't do what right now? You can't do us? Is... Is that what you're saying?"

"No, Niall. That's not what I am saying. I want to be with you more than I want to live" I assured him, placing my hands on either side of his face. "But I just have to leave. I have to get away. Just for a little while"

"If you love me, then why do you have to go?" He pouted. He was so confused. It was cute. So cute, that for one tiny second, I almost considered just staying here. How would I live without Niall? Even only for a couple weeks? He was like my oxygen. He was my sunshine. He was basically my whole world. Being without him would be hell. But I was doing this, I was going away, for Niall's benefit. Not for mine. I had to get myself together, learn to love myself, before I expected someone else to love me.

"I have to sort some things out, Niall. It's for the best, just trust me on this. Plus, I'll be back so soon, you won't even notice I was gone" I tried to make a joke of it, so he wouldn't see how badly it was hurting me to do this.

"Please. Just stay, love. I'll make it better. I love you so much. Everything will work out. Just stay" His voice cracked, and I could see tears threatening to spill.

"I... can't, Niall. I love you. I love you more than anything else in this world. And it's because I love you that I'm doing this"

"I get it. If it will make things better for you, happier, then it's worth it. Just don't stay away too long. I'll miss you" He pulled me against his chest and I wrapped my arms tightly around him. I so badly wished I didn't have to leave. But I did. 

"I'll be gone for one week, Niall. Two weeks at most. You'll be okay, sweetheart. I love you. Always remember that. I'll call you tomorrow"

And then he let me go. Just like that. And I knew why. It was because he loved me. Because he wanted to see me happy and he believed that time apart would help me to achieve that.

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