I pull away, staring at him and he is staring down at me. Reality hits me and I push him away from me and open the door. “Go.” I whisper and he stands in the doorway, staring in at me. I close the door, leaning against it. I go over to my bed and plop down. I close my eyes, laying back, shaking my head. I soon drift off into sleep.
The next morning I wake up to pounding on my door. I get up and answer it. “Hey babe,” Marcel says and I wipe my eyes. “Hi.” I say, yawning and Marcel kisses my cheek. I go into the miniature bathroom and start brushing my teeth. He walks in and wraps his arms around my waist, kissing my neck. “So you have a new roommate?” He whispers and I nod, spitting the toothpaste out of my mouth. “Her name is Sam.” I say and he nods. I put my toothbrush away, turning around and kissing Marcel. “Come on, today is a free day.” He says and I stare at him. “Really?” I ask but he shakes his head. “I just wanted to spend the day with you.” He says and I smile, kissing him again. We leave the bathroom and I am greeted by a neatly kept Niall. He looks up at me and smiles slightly. “Come on.” Marcel says and I grab my bag and I grab a pillow and throw it at Sam. “Get up, time for class!” I shout and she groans and I leave the room. Marcel closes the door behind him and I turn and kiss him. “Come on.” He says, pushing me forward and we all go to class.
After class, I go to my dorm room, opening the door. Niall is sitting on my bed, asleep. I walk in, closing the door and dropping my bag. He only stirs but doesn’t open his eyes. I walk over to him, tapping him on the hand. He groans and turns and I sigh. I smack his forehead and his eyes pop open and narrow. “What did you do that for?” He asks and I smile. “To get you out of my bed, lazy ass, why are you even here? You skipped your classes, why?” I ask and he sits up, wiping the sleep from his eyes. “I came for my session.” He says in a duh tone. “They are after hours.” I say and he sighs. “That is why I am here.” He says and I roll my eyes. “What do you want?” I ask, sitting next to him. “To talk,” he says and I nod. “About?” I ask and he rolls his eyes. “You know.” He says and I sigh. “No.” I say and he groans. “Stop acting dumb, I know you know what I am talking about Nora.” He says and I look at him. “Not at all,” I say and he glares at me. “Our kiss,” he whispers and I stop breathing for a minute. “U-uh,” I stutter out and he rolls his eyes. “You are a better kisser than you were when I first kissed you.” He says and I can hear the smirk in his voice. “Listen, my kisses to you meant nothing, they never did and they never will.” I shout, getting up and he stares up at me. “Liar,” he whispers, that one word, filling the whole room. “No, I love Marcel; he obviously cared about me when you didn’t! Enough to visit me in the hospital, to comfort me after you told me the whole plan that you and the lads put together, it’s all bullshit Niall and so are you!” I shout and he just keeps staring up at me. “Nora, the reason I didn’t visit you in the hospital was because I know I was the one who put you there and that dare caused me to grow feelings for you.” He says and I roll my eyes, feeling the tears build up. “Don’t give me that ‘I fell in love with you’ shit because I don’t want to hear it. You could have visited, what if I would have died?!” I shout and he flinches. “At least when you and I were together, I didn’t have sex with you.” He says, standing up. “No because I knew I didn’t want someone like you to take my virginity.” I say, tears spilling down my cheeks. “And you want Marcel to?! You are so naïve!” He shouts and I glare at him. “I love him and he loves me, more than I can say for you.” I say. “You are so oblivious Nora, why do you think he got this makeover and worked out?!” He asks, tears filling his eyes too. “To stop getting beat up by asshole like you and the lads!” I shout and he rolls his eyes. “No Nora, it’s not.” He says and I push his chest. “You don’t know anything, half the time you are either drunk or on drugs, you are never fully sober!” I shout and he rolls his eyes. “Nora, I am sober enough to know reality.” He says and I roll my eyes. “Shut up Niall, just shut up, every time I am happy, you have to ruin it.” I say, shaking my head. “No, reality has to ruin it; I am just fucking nice enough to get the fucking perfect life thought out of your damn head.” He says and I punch his chest, not even affecting him. “I know I don’t have a perfect life, I never have and you proved that to me in high school.” I say, opening my door. “This session is over, you are better off in jail.” I say and he walks through the door.
Ugh, I hope you like it :) -Over&&Out