How To Break A Heartbreaker

Kelsey Jane was a girl who had been broken one too many times. She was tired of the slow pain in her chest, tired of feeling alone and tired of feeling as if there were a hole in her heart. She swore to herself that she would never be heart broken again, so she became the heartbreaker. But will she change her ways when she meets Niall Horan? Will his quirky charm and determination to make her happy change how she feels about men all together?


5. The Words Evaded Me

The sunlight seeping through Harry's curtains woke me the next morning and I groaned slightly as my eyes fluttered open, only to see that my arm was draped over someone's bare chest. I chewed my bottom lip lightly, waking up to something like this was nothing new, but the morning after was always hard. I sighed and recoiled my arm from his bare chest before propping myself up on my side to get a view of who I was sleeping next to.

My mouth dropped slightly as I saw Niall. He lay on his back, the covers only covering his lower half. His eyelids were lightly closed, his blond hair was messy and wisps of his blond fringe hung in front of his eyes. I had always thought Niall to be good looking but I had no idea that anybody could look so amazing whilst sleeping. I sighed and lay my head back into the crook of his neck, closing my eyes as I relived last night, memories slowly flooding back to me. I had to admit, it had been amazing. I was stunned by how Niall's touch could make me feel so alive and how safe he had made me feel - something that no other man I had slept with had made me feel.

I immediately opened my eyes, confused as to why I was thinking about this so much. I chewed my bottom lip. So Niall had made me feel safe, it didn't matter. I always felt safe around him. I slowly got up, feeling Niall's hand slip from my waist and land softly on the white sheets. I climbed out of bed and stood in the middle of Harry's bedroom, taking another look at Niall before gathering my clothes up off of the floor and began re-dressing myself. A quiet grunt escaped Niall's lips as he began to sir, his hand searching the bed for me as his eyes remained closed. When his hand didn't find me, his eyes opened and he glanced to the empty space in the bed beside him. His eyebrows furrowed and his eyes began darting around the room until they found me. He smiled, his eyes happy and clear. "Morning, gorgeous." He greeted. I smiled a little and mumbled a 'hi' before taking a black hair band from my wrist and tying my blond hair into a high pony tail. "Why are you up so early?" He asked, sitting up and stretching.

"I have to shower." I told him simply. Niall nodded and smiled, getting up from the bed and heading across the bedroom towards me, wearing only his boxers. My body tensed a little as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. My heart began to race and I quickly placed my hands on his chest, pushing him away from me slightly. "If I don't shower now, Ashlee will get in there first and there will be no hot water. Trust me, when Ashlee shower's, she showers." I told Niall with a laugh before turning and placing my hand on the door handle to leave. Niall laughed.

"Okay, but can I ask you something first?" He asked. I froze with my back to him and felt my face scrunch up. I hated this part. I quickly regained my composure and turned around to face him, my eyebrows raised, signalling him to ask away. Niall smiled. "What happens now?" He asked, running a hand through his blond hair. My eyebrows furrowed and I pursed my lips, struggling to find a way to word it.

"What do you mean?" I asked, deciding to play dumb. Niall laughed and took a step towards me.

"I mean, like, last night was amazing.." Niall said, his voice trailing off slightly as a smile spread across his face. "But I don't know what it means, or what you want. Are we together?" Niall asked. I chewed my bottom lip as I looked at him and somehow managed to shake my head.

"We had a fun night, Niall. Let's just leave it at that." I told him sternly. Niall raised his eyebrows.

"A fun night? That's all it was to you?" He asked, actually sounding hurt. I nodded, slightly confused as to why he thought it was something more. "Great." Niall muttered as he sat back down on the bed. My hand slipped from the door handle and I crossed my arms against my chest, unsure as to whether I should comfort him or leave.

"Why is this such a big deal for you? I'm sure you do this kind of thing all the time." I said, rolling my eyes though I knew that he hadn't. Everyone knew that Niall wasn't that kind of guy. Niall said nothing but shook his head, standing up and pushing past me, making his way towards the door.

"Niall." I called as he opened the door. Niall stopped and turned to look at me, his eyes sad. I sighed, I had wanted to say something that would make him feel better but than I realised there was nothing I could say to make this situation any better. I felt horrible as Niall's sad blue eyes bored into mine, I had never seen a guy look so hurt before when I told him that all we were was a one night stand - in fact, most guys seemed relieved. But Niall wasn't like most guys. I sighed again as my brain ached to find something to say, but words evaded me. Niall rolled his eyes and left, closing the door behind him. I chewed my bottom lip roughly as I sat on the bed, placing my head in my hands. I was so used to doing this sort of thing, so used to hurting guys and usually it didn't bother me. But as I was telling Niall that we were nothing more than a one night stand, it had hurt not only Niall, but it had hurt me too.

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