It must be true love ?... ~Sequel To "Reality Ruined OUR Life."~

Sequel to "Reality Ruined Our Life."

Hillary has it hard in her life, and don't know what to do...
She thinks that Niall doesn't love her anymore.. She thinks that she has no chance..
But still... Niall loves her..
But what if she still gets closer and closer to Harry?..
What if Justin says he loves her?...
Who will she chose ?... How can she chose?... While she's still truly in love with Niall ?...

Read this, and you know how it ends...

(Y/N= Hiii! So this is a sequel. If you're a new reader.. I think it's best that you read "Reality Ruined Our Life." too, because that's easier for knowing what's going on, and which persons that are in this book :) )


80. Drunk.

Hillary's P.O.V.

'We can still fucking fight for this, Hillary! Please, do it for me. Do it for Jace!'

'Harry, stop. Please, you're drunk.', I sighed, pushing him away from me. I hated Harry, being drunk. He has never asked this before after our break up and now he suddenly begins to say this all.

'I'm not! I love you, Hillary. Give me a chance. We can start over. We have a fucking son!'

'Harry stop!', I stood up from the couch and walked away.

The boys and I decided to go to a club since it's been a while since we actually partied together. I have no idea where the other 4 are, but I just wanna to leave.

I looked around, trying to find Niall. I soon found him at the bar with Liam, sitting on a chair.

I rolled my eyes and walked up to them, trying to get through the dancing people. I don't really like dancing, I just came to this club with the boys to have fun and hang out with them. But now, I prefer to be home or I just wished we went to somewhere else.

'Niall, I wanna go home.'

'What?', he shouted above the loud music.

'I wanna go home!', 'Why?!', 'I'm tired!'

He nodded lightly and pointed to wait. I sighed and went outside already. I was tired actually but I still wanted to leave too. Besides, Jace is with my parents and I don't wanna sleep to long so I can come get him tomorrow earlier than noon.

It's almost 2am and we normally stay up in clubs until 4 or something.

Niall soon went out of the club, wrapping his arm around my waist. He was drunk.

I always see when he's drunk, his face just shows it 100%.

'W-why do you suddenly want to leave?', 'Because I'm tired and I'm gonna pick Jace up early tomorrow. Actually today.'

'We didn't even dance.', he sighed and rubbed his eyes.

Even though I hate drunk people, it was still so cute.

'Babe, you know I don't dance.'

'I d-don't care, yooouu could've tried.', I chuckled and shook my head, opening the door of the passenger seat. I'm so happy I can drive. I hate going with taxi's. They're sometimes so fast at driving that I'm scared we could crash.

'I don't wanna go hoooome.', I sighed and felt like I was having a second child in the family. He was worse than Jace. I laughed and shook my head at the thoughts, starting the car.

'D-drive home, I'll call H-Harry and ask if he can pick me up again. I wanna dance!', he did some little moves, laughing along. He was so cute, especially his laugh where everyone can fall for.

'Niall, I don't want you nor Harry to get in trouble when you both drive. Harry can go home by himself with a taxi and you're gonna stay at home. I'm sorry baby, but I don't want you to get caught by being drunk.'

I freaking felt like a mother. I didn't like it to be like this to him but he has to understa-

'Bitch.', I heard him whisper.

'What?!', I stopped in front of a red light and turned my head to him. I know Niall's drunk, but he has never ever said that to me. Not even when he was drunk before.

'Nothing.', 'Ofcourse.', I sighed and drove home when the green light came. I was freaking tired and just wanted to sleep.

'I-I Love youuu.', he placed his hand on my leg and looked at me. I felt his eyes on me as I held mine on the road.

Almost home, almost home.

'But I saw y-you bein close with Harry. Don't do that to me. Please.', he begged. I turned to him for a brief moment and looked confused. He looked sadly down at me.

'What do you mean? I'm not doing anything with him? We were just talking.'

'Talking c-can lead to s-something else, princess.'

'Niall, please, just stop talking..', I sighed.

'You're thinking and saying things that will never happen again.'


Thank God.

I parked in the parking lot & helped Niall getting out. He's 21 and it feels he's 3 right now, just because of the things he says.

We went inside and the rooms were dark. Well yeah, understandable, it's so late already.

Niall and I changed into other clothes and soon fell asleep. I pushed him away from me when he began snorring like a pig. I laughed though. He groaned, wrapped his arms around me and gave me a sloppy kiss on the lips.

I loved him so much, even in his drunken states.

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