Fill Me With Love


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1. Fill Me With Passion

Amy's POV:

I looked at him. His eyes. His smile. His everything. I smiled.

"What are you smiling at princess?" he whispered in my ear. I smirked.

"Nothing" I answered. I unbuttoned his pants. He looked at me.

"Princess, I didn't gave you permission to that" he said and looked cheeky at me.

"Who says I need permission" I whispered. I pulled his pants down.

"I really want to Amy, but I'm not in the mood for it" he answered and looked at me. I looked annoyed at him.

"When do you want to do it Niall? We have been apart from each other in 3 months now. Niall I really need to do it now, or else I'll find someone random on the street and have sex with him instead" I said, and raised my voice.

"Why would you need to find someone random on the street Amy, that's ridiculous!" he answered me.

I sniffled. My tears started running down my face.

"I don't want you to be sad Amy, I'm just tired" he said quietly.

"You could at least had visited me" I answered.

"I didn't have the time ok!" he said and raised his voice a bit.

I gave him the death glance.

"Zayn visited Perrie fucking 26 times!" I said and ran upstairs. I hated fighting with Niall. I found the bathroom, and locked the door. My make up was ruined. Thanks to mr. 'You're not getting anything'.

I heard his steps in the hallway. He knocked on the door.

"I haven't done anything wrong Amy. I have done nothing but helping you out from the problems you had with your parents, and if this is the thanks you're giving me, then I would rather break up with you" he said slowly. I looked at the door, and opened it.

"Niall, it's normal to have a fight in every relationship, and if you wanna break up after such a little fight, then you're not strong enough to have a fucking relationship" I screamed in his face. I smacked the door and locked it, before Niall could do anything.

I looked at the mirror. What a horrible person in there. I looked at my razor. I took it up, and cut myself in the wrist. The feeling. It was a nice feeling. A feeling of the pain, and then the blood which floated through my fingers. My thoughts got interrupted, by Niall kicking the door.

"Open Amy, I don't wanna fight. I'm gonna kick this door in, if you won't let me in" he yelled.

I looked down at my wrist. Damn. I quickly put my razor in my toiletry. I opened the door. He looked at me. I couldn't believe I cut myself. He was crying, for god sake Amy.

Niall's POV:

Why had she cut herself. What had I done wrong. It was a terrible feeling, because I knew it was my fold.

"A-a-amy" I stammered. She looked at me. The tears was streaming down her face.

"I'm sorry, it was stupid" she said and gave me a hug. I looked into the bathroom. I could see the red spot on the floor, were her blood was laying. Damn Niall, what have you done.


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