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?

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32. Chapter 31

He stayed silent after that remark, and had no change in expression as the teacher came out to scold us. It was weird. He was just silent, and he just looked at me. No piercing daggers in his eyes, no emotion, just blank.

And for whatever reason that seemed so much worse. I'm through with him, but seeing that he didn't even flinch as we walked past each other, back into the classroom with all the eyes glued to us, it was odd. I don't know what to think about it. Actually in reality, I don't even want to think about it. I want to forget it all, that's what my life has been a constant attempt in forgetting all the shit I've been put through.

I ignore everyone and just stumble out of the classroom, hoping to find something to do in the next few days to take my mind off of the recent events. Something, or preferably someone.

-

Niall's POV

I exit the classroom, noticing everyone's stares but trying to not let them get to me. It's always the same thing every day. I always see her and it bothers me. I'm done, we've moved on. I'm through thinking about her, I'm done fighting. After all she said it, she never loved me. Why did I ever think to actually love someone like her?

I see Zayn by his locker and jog up to him.

"Hey!" He replies smiling.

"I need your help." I dive into the conversation. He raises an eyebrow, obviously confused.

"I just need something to help me clear my mind." I didn't really know what could help, but I was hoping Zayn did.

In response Zayn just smirked and slinked his arm around my shoulders.

"Well, I think you've come to the right place my friend, tomorrow in particular is a good day to help you forget." He says calmly and I'm not too sure what he implies but I'd try anything at this point.

"My house at six? Tons of people there." He finishes.

"See you there then." I say a bit unconvincingly and head to my locker. Not too sure what's going to happen but it surely couldn't be worse than what Melissa put me through.

-

It's already the next morning and I roll out of bed. I look over to my phone reading a text from Louis saying he'd hope to see me at the party tonight.

For all I'm concerned I don't know if I can trust those two, but hell, I've got nothing better to do anyway today right?

I scour my thoughts knowing that I had another activity after school.

Photography... Crap, I hadn't done anything, really nothing. I usually took photos of Mel-. Her.. I meant her.

Well, whatever, I know each time we're supposed to come with new photos but screw it. I'll just reuse my old ones. Like he'll notice anyway.

-

I enter the school and see a few pairs of eyes on me, I'm not too sure why.

"Hi there Niall." A blonde comes up to me smiling. Her short skirt and incredibly tight shirt gave little to the imagination.

"I hope to see you tonight." She smiled and I just chuckled.

"Uh yeah.." I say waving her off and find Louis and Zayn laughing.

"Who the hell?" I ask.

"She's coming tonight man, she's already got her eyes on you. If that doesn't make you clear your head I don't know what will." Zayn remarks.

"So this won't just be a small party..." I stupidly say. What was I supposed to expect.

"You think we'd throw some lame little get-together? Nah come on!" Louis laughs and I just rub my neck.

"Don't worry," Zayn starts. "Today at 6, you won't even remember the fight you and Melissa had yesterday."

Wait what. How the hell does he know?

"How-"

"Word gets around at this school man." He chuckles and I get an unsettling feeling in my stomach. I just nod and walk over to my locker, thankfully it was in another area of the school. I just want to be alone in this moment.

"Hey.." I hear a girl say and I cuss under my breath.

"Listen I-. Oh Jamie, hi?" I look over to her, she seemed pretty stressed. Probably Mel-, her fault.

"Have you heard from either Liam or Melissa? I haven't talked to either of them since, well, Melissa you know.."

She looked exhausted, however, I really wasn't in the mood to hear all the shit Melissa caused.

"I haven't heard from them, sorry..." I say a bit awkwardly.

"I hope Liam is alright.." She says to herself. Curiosity gets the best of me and I have to ask.

"What did she do exactly?"

She went on to explain to me all of Melissa's actions, basically consisting of screwing up everyone around her.

"God.. She won't stop will she.." I mutter.

"Can you talk to her, please?" She pleads.

"She's not my problem anymore." I saw lowly. I don't mean to be rude towards Jamie, but I sure as hell am not going to talk to her.

"Niall!" She begs as I walk away.

I throw my head back, stressed.

"I'll think about it okay?" I crumble, god why do I always do this.

Why is it that I can't get away from her... Do I even want to?

No stop. I don't need to fall back into this.

I finish my last class and remember I have to stay here another hour or so for photography. Before going in the class I slump down against the locker and stare up at the ceiling. Her image pesters me and as I look straight ahead I believe to be insane as I see her walking throughout the halls.

I shake my head and realize that it's really her.

She looks at me for a second and then quickly tears away her stare but I can't do the same.

"Why did you mess with Liam?" The question falls from my mouth before I'm able to really understand what I said.

"Liam chose to do those things."

"You got him drunk." I'm taken aback by our calm conversation, we're normally yelling at each other.

"I didn't force the shot to his lips, neither did I force those bimbos to kiss him." She says. I see Harry come out of the corner and walk towards her. He wraps his arm around her shoulders, clearly wanting to make me jealous and Melissa just looks down. I can't clearly depict the emotion that is drawn over her face. But I know she's hiding something, I can always tell. She believes that she can hide her emotions so easily yet it's so easy to read her.

Harry whipsers something to her and she sighs.

"So you're going to those parties then huh?" She finally speaks and Harry throws his head back laughing.

"Why do you care?"

"I don't, I just don't want you blaming me in the end. Like I said, it's you who's making these types of choices." She says and I furrow my brows. Just what type of party will this be?

"See you there." Harry butts in and Melissa slaps his arm, pulling him outside.

"Shit." I comment, I don't want to see that asshole there.

"Niall?" The teacher calls me in and I nod, walking inside.

-

"Finally!" Louis laughs as I walk in. The house is crowded and cups are littered all around the floor and furniture. Man, my parents would kill me if I did this shit.

I cough as I walk in, the air being musked with the scent of, is that? Is that Marijuana?

"Are you guys smoking blunts? Is that even legal?"

"Dude, it's all good! Why don't you go find yourself some new chick?" He laughs and pulls me inside.

"Here." He says handing me a cub filled with some odd dark liquid.

"What's this?"

"It'll help you calm down and have fun." He assures and I gulp it down, you know what screw it, it's just one night, what's the worse that could happen.

I go in the kitchen to find some couples sucking on each others faces. I move through the crowd and pour myself another drink, gulping this one down and having the burning sensation run down my throat and hopefully wash away all my worries.

"Whoa there going down hard huh?" Zayn laughs and I wonder if I can go anywhere without running into someone I know. He drags me out of the kitchen and to this couch thing.. I don't know if it's an actual couch or just an accumulation of clothes and objects, either way I sit down, not paricularly listening to what he has to say, everything is too fuzzy to actually focus on something.

"Hi Niall." The blonde from earlier today smirks and sits next to me, wrapping her hands around my arm and I sip another bit of my drink.

"What should we play?" Another girl asks, I don't really recognize her, but again, everything is getting pretty blurry.

What exactly is in this drink?

"Spin the bottle!" The blonde next to me squeals and I groan. I look up to see Melissa sit down on this couch and we both simultaneously sigh as we see each other.

"Look who just arrived!" Zayn speaks up and looks at me grinning.

The blonde girl whose name I don't know and don't care to tightens her grip on my arm.

"Ew, the slut." She whispers.

"You're one to talk." I say louder than expected. She gasps but doesn't move from my arm.

"What do you still have feelings for that girl?" She says and I ask myself how the whole fucking world knows about my shit.

"I don't." I say and grab the bottle in front of me. I don't need to think about Melissa.

"Why don't we play truth or dare?" Someone in the group says, I'm too busy pouring myself another drink to see who.

Melissa just glares at me, then she has the nerve to reach over and take the bottle from my hands.

"The hell!" The blonde girl responds for me. What is her goddamn name?

"He's getting too wasted and won't be able to drive home." She says and I shake my head. What does she want anyway?

"That's not your concern." I say and grab back the bottle. She huffs.

"What's your name?" I whisper to the girl next to me. She grins, and replies Ashley.

"Okay! I'll go first." Ashley chirps and I just now realize just how little clothing she has on. Her shorts are even shorter than the skirt she was wearing before and her shirt now reveales her stomach. If I thought it was bad before, I don't know what it is now.

I catch Melissa shooting daggers with her eyes at this girl. Is she jealous? I just laugh and Ashley smiles.

"Louis, truth or dare?"

"Dare!" He replies quickly and I already know how this game is going to go down.

"I dare you to chug that bottle of vodka in under one minute!"

Louis more or less succeeds, if you can call puking at the end winning.

The game progresses like this, people drinking, making out or talking about their sex life in detail.

"Melissa, truth or dare?"

"Dare." She answers coolly. She doesn't seem to be half as drunk as I am now. It's hard to even make out her features.

"I dare you to go upstairs and have your seven minutes in heaven with Luke." She groans for a second, but doesn't decline the offer and as she heads up I take Ashley by the hand, not too sure why.

"Where are we going?" She grins excitedly and I make my way up the stairs or at least try to.

When up Ashley smiles and wraps her arms around my neck and for a second I see Melissa instead of her. She tries to come closer to kiss me but I can't. I keep looking at her and the more I try to focus on her features the more I see Melissa's face.

"What's wrong Niall?" She whispers bringing her lips to my ear and I push her off of me.

"I can't do this." I say as my stomach feels uneasy.

"Excuse me?!" She yells and I try to randomly open one of the doors to find the bathroom.

I end up in a bedroom to find the one and only couple, Melissa and that asshole in their 'seven minutes in heaven.' Weren't they supposed to do this in a fucking closet? Not a damn bedroom with a bed where god knows what could happen.

"Dude occupied." Luke grins as he tries to bring Melissa to his lips once again but she pushes him off of her.

"Uhm, get out?" Luke says harshly but I just stand in the doorway. I don't know if it's the alcohol or what but I can't move from there.

"Listen buddy, why don't you fuck off?" He says walking towards me and as soon as he gets closer I punch him square in the face.

"Niall!" Melissa yells but it doesn't stop me to hit him again.

"Get the hell out!" I yell to the body on the floor he clearly wasn't expecting such an outburst. I feel two hands on my back and turn around to see a worried Melissa.

"The hell are you doing!?" She yells. What exactly was I doing?

"Come on." I say grabbing her by the hand and dragging her downstairs.

She stops midway and I turn back to see why.

"What are you doing Niall?" She sighs.

"I'm getting you out of here."

"Why the hell would I want that!?"

"I'm not letting you fuck some more guys, now come on!" I command, the alcohol taking away any tolerance for this shit.

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