Nothing like us

Melissa is a player who's only interest is to break boys' heart like they broke hers.. But what happens when she meets a punk guy who is dying to know her secrets?


27. Chapter 26

As the words escape my mouth I have a twisting feeling rumbling throughout my stomach. Although, even with this odd sensation, I won't take them back. How dare he do such a thing?! Fuck him. Fuck everyone! I clasp my hands to my sides, wanting to yell at him more, but I'm left speechless. My mind keeps reminding me that now Liam, someone whom I do not trust whatsoever, knows one of the most important secrets I have. That he, Liam, out of all people would tell the whole school when he got the chance.

And who told him!?

My alleged boyfriend, or whatever the hell Niall was.

Whatever it was, it definitely isn't anymore. I'm done. I don't know why I even trusted Niall, we had known each other for so little, I just had a feeling, that, maybe... I could actually feel free to tell him anything. I guess I was wrong about that. I've been wrong about many things, yet this is most definitely one of the most treacherous.

He looks at me, emotionless, or maybe full of emotion, either way he stayed silent, watching me carefully.

I was too furious to continue talking to him. I turn my back, stomping down the sidewalk.

"We're through!?" He yells. I don't bother myself with the need of responding and just continue walking forward. I hear his footsteps as he jogs up to me. He grabs me by the arm and I pull it back, annoyed by his touch.


"How could you?" He says.

"How could I!? I should be asking you the same thing! Anyway, we're done, I don't fucking want you Niall." I bark, and feel my cheeks red. I'm about to have fumes come out of my ears soon enough.

"Then why are you crying?" He says softly, no hint of judgment in his voice.

I rub my eyes, not noticing that they had been watering.

I turn away, walking back down the sidewalk, leaving Niall be.


I wake up to my alarm, groggily I look out the window and get the shattering reminder that I can see Niall's room. I close my blinds, in hopes to shut out the image of him. I run my hand through my hair, remembering that I may have to face a school that now knows of what happened.

I know everyone would get a kick out of knowing shit like this about of me. I swear to god if someone comes up to me and even tries anything I won't hold back. I yell for my mother, yet I remember that she had already left and won't be back anytime soon. I'm not particularly sure when I will see her again anyways.

I hear the sound of rain outside and mentally cuss. Of course a shit day had to start out with some rain.

I walk out to the living room, taking my damn time, lounging about, eating whatever I happened to land upon. It was weird, I hadn't ever been in a normal relationship. I don't know what the fuck to do at this point.

All I know is that I'm pissed at Niall, and I surely do not want to see him again.

I walk throughout the dreary rain, which doesn't really help my mood. I shake my head, wanting to rid my mind of such pestering thoughts. I can't keep thinking of Niall.

I finally arrive at school, and thankfully his car isn't there, he probably waited in his house until I left, not wanting to see me either.

"Well lookie here." A high-pitched voice squeaks and I have no difficulty in knowing that it's Demi.

"You goin' to the bar today?" I ask.


"I want to get wasted." I blurt.

"Look who's finally come around! Did your little boyfr-"

"Don't even." I growl.

"Sam's then?"

"No we need a different one." I groan. I know Niall's going to be at Sam's. It's the only one he knows about, and I surely don't want to run into him.

"I know the perfect place." She smirks and I ignore the smile plastered on her lips. I wrap my jacket tighter on my body and head to my first class.

I sit in the front, for the first time in a long while.

"Well, look who's in the front row!" The teacher comments. I just roll my eyes.

"Bad girl gone good?" I hear Louis comment. Fuck I forgot he was in my class. I rarely notice him anyway.

"Listen Louis, f-. Shut up." I remind myself, that I am in class and I can't afford a suspension at this time. Especially with my mood. I'd probably end up punching Mr. Payne out or some shit like that.

I walk out of the class and see Louis walk up to me.

"The fuck do you want?" I bite.

"So you and Niall huh?" He ignores my tone and I dodge his question, leaving him by the door.

My next class was Mathematics.

God this day was dragging on tremendously.

"Psst!" I look over to Demi.

"Want to skip and have some fun?" She smirks.

"No." I'm not in the mood for doing stupid shit.

"Come on! You're not yourself after you're with that Irish kid."

"We're not together."

"Then go back to your real self." She huffs.

Like she knows who the real me is.

"Just shut it and let's go then." I say following her, instead of walking to class.

We stop outside of the boy's bathroom and I groan. No not today at least.

"The fuck?"

"Come on, just like old times?" She smirks. I never.. Well. I rarely went inside here anyway.

"No. Not today." She doesn't listen and pulls me inside.

"The hell?" I hear a voice and as I walk in it's Liam.

Are you fucking kidding me!? Is this some sort of cruel joke that I see him in here!?

"Mel-" He starts but then abrubtly stops. He looks at me wide-eyed and I honestly have nothing to say.

"What do you want Payne?" Demi says.

He looks at me for a second but I don't budge. I don't show him any emotion.

I honestly want to ask him so much. I want to know exactly what Niall told him. I want to know everything.

"Give me a second." I say over to Demi and pull Liam out.

"Hey I-"

"The fuck did that idiot tell you?"

"Why didn't you?"

"Because it's my business and I swear if you go and tell anyone and I mean anyone-"

"I won't."

"I will ruin you." I growl.

"I wouldn't do that!"

"Like hell you wouldn't!"

"Melissa you should know better for Christ's sake! Plus what the hell are you doing!? Skipping class?!"

"It's my life seriously."

"You can't spend the rest of it doing shit like this."

"I can do whatever the hell I want."

He shakes his head and I look down for a second.

"There's no point anyway. Fuck I'm screwed either way so I'll just do whatever takes my mind off of it." I mutter.

"Didn't Niall take your mind off of those things?"

"We're through." Why the hell am I talking to Liam??

"You-What!" He nearly shouts.

"Yes. But that's not your business anyway, I'm going."

"No I won't let you do this shit." He grabs me by the arm and I try to get myself out of his grip, but I'm honestly too tired.

"This is your class right?" He says. How did he know?


He opens the door, walking in, the fuck is he doing!?

"Melissa! Where were you!" My teacher yells. Her face instantly softens as she sees Liam.

"Liam! Are you alright?" What type of shit question is that?

"Yes, I'm fine, although Melissa wasn't feeling well, I wanted to tell you that, considering she missed a large portion of your class." He speaks diplomatically and I have the urge to roll my eyes, but I don't. After all, he's saving my ass here.

"Is that so?" The professor looks over to me with weary eyes and I nod, not saying anything.

"Would you like to go to the nurses office?" She politely asks me for the first time in these 4 years of high school.

"I'm fine." I say quietly, buying into the roll of being sick.

"Well, anyways, thank you Liam, here, let me give you a late slip for your class." She offers and I glare at Liam as she turns her back.

"You're welcome." He whispers as I take my seat, and I see him smile to the teacher and walk out.

"Well, no more late business, you hear?" She reverts back to her angry tone with me and I nod.


It's cafeteria time and I go over to get some food. I hear some footsteps approach me and I turn around to see Harry. Thank goodness, I really didn't want to hear Demi yell at me for bailing neither did I want to see Liam nor Niall.

"How are things?" He asks.

"Niall and I broke up." I know I can trust Harry with these sort of things. At least, he's kept a lot more of my shit to himself than Niall.

"What!" He answers shocked.

"Yeah, he told Liam about the... Thing with David ya know?" I respond quietly, picking at the food on my tray. It was disgusting. The cafeteria food always is, I set it down and make my way towards the snack bar with Harry behind me.

"He did what?! That son of a..." He starts.

"Yeah." I say looking down.

"I'll be back okay? Don't do any stupid shit." He says.

"What do you mean stupid shit?"

"You know what I mean," he says pointing over to Demi. "I need to go, but again, don't okay?"

"Listen Harry, I've had enough people tell me what to do, I'm fucking sick of it."

He looks at me with a crooked smile.

"Yeah but you listen to me."

"Where are you going?" I shout over to him, I really hope he isn't going to go and talk to Niall.

"I'm going to talk to someone!"

"Fucking hell Harry!" I nearly shout and catch a few stares. I brush them off and watch as Demi walks over in my direction. Great...


Finally school is over and I'm outside of the building with Demi.

"What bar are we going to? Sam's the only one that'll give us some alcohol." I say, reminding her that we're only 17, her actually 19, and that the legal age is actually 21.

"Don't worry I know a place." She smiles.

"Who are we waiting for?" I remark impatiently, out in the fucking rain isn't the place I want to be right now.

"Him!" She squeals and it's that fucking guy from last time that wanted to harass Jamie and I.

Jake? Was it? I don't even remember honestly.

"Well well, look what we have here!" He pulls Demi closer, handing out an open arm for me and I just laugh at his advance. Like hell he's getting even a foot closer to me.

"Just take us there already." I say bitterly, stepping into his car.

We arrive outside the bar, or should I say pub.

"An Irish pub?"

"Yeah, in memorial of you and that little boyfriend of yours."

Ha-ha, what a fucking hilarious joke.

"Just get me a drink." I plead.

Niall's POV

I walk out of the school building, I had arrived an hour late, I couldn't drag myself out of bed. I don't know what to do anymore. I feel so stupid, I can't believe I told Liam that and I don't know what to do. I rub my face, slumping against the wall of the school. What is going to happen now?

"God damn it!" I yell. Some people look over but I really couldn't care less. I lost her now and I know she won't take me back.

"There you are fuck!" I look up to see Harry.

I stand up, not knowing what he wants from me. He pulls me by the collar and punches me.

"The hell?!" I groan, clenching my stomach.

"Are you stupid!?" He shouts, pulling me out of the public eye.

"Are you!?" I say lunging towards him but he dodges it.

"How could you tell Liam that you idiot!" He bites, pushing me against the wall. I push him off of me.

"Did she tell you?"

"Of course she did!" I knew it, she probably loves Harry. I screwed everything up and now she's probably going to-

"Why would you do that?!"

"Because they were best friends and I know that she felt happy around him! I just wanted to bring that back!"

"Best friends?" He asks.

"Yes! They were since they were young and up to that damn incident!"

He stays there for a second and I figure out that she probably hadn't told him that. Odd. I didn't find it to be such incriminating information.


"I just wanted to help her!" He sighs and I slump down against the wall again. The urge to hit him back has vanished and the same could be said for him.

"For god sakes go get her back."

"She won't take me."

"Just fucking go, don't stay here slumped against the wall whining instead of doing something."

"Listen Harry, piss off." I groan.

"Niall I swear to god if you don't go I will."

I immediately stand up.

"What did you say?" I bite.

"Good, now let's find out where she's at." He smirks and I still can't shake off the annoyance that this bastard gives me.

Melissa's POV

Demi had me change into some low-cut top, saying that we'd get drinks easier. She was honestly right, but I can't believe she's that much of a whore.

I look down at my drink, probably the fifth or sixth, and notice that I'm not too different from each other. That's probably why we're always together. I shudder when I ask myself who's worse.

"Look who texted me asking where we were!" She slurs walking over to me.

"Who?" I force the words out of my mouth.

"Harry!" She yells excitedly. I think she always had a thing for him.

"Bring him over, I'm bored and I want to have some fun." I slur worse than her and order myself another drink, lowering my top a bit more.

AN: sorry for the late update but it's a long chapter so hope you enjoy it <3

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