Cold Water (Dark Niall)

11: "Asshole."

After a few days of waiting, here's the next chapter :) I really like it, even though it's more of a filler to get things going 

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Previously in chapter 10:

I get home around four in the morning and take off my boots right by the door because they've been killing me for a while now.

"How was the party?" Jason asks, appearing out of nowhere.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" I ask, but then I see Lilly peaking at me from the doorframe of the kitchen. "Oh. Okay."

I stand up, holding my boots. "Well, Jed started calling me names and punched Niall, but the boys took care of it."

Jason frowns. "Never liked him."

"Why though? You never told me."

"I don't think I should."

"Oh, come on. How bad can it be?" I argue.

"I caught him cheating."

My heart stops. "What? When?"

"A few months into the relationship. I saw him kissing someone and when I asked him about it he argued that it was just a one time thing, but I don't think it was."

"Why didn't you tell me?" I ask.

"Because I didn't want to ruin friendships."

"Whose friendship? Come on Jason, really?"

"Hey, don't be mad at me! Be mad at Perrie, it's her he was kissing behind the bleachers during school hours!"

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Rey's POV

The information Jason gave me last night has kept me up all night so by the time the sun comes out I still haven't slept. I'm in my bed, thinking about Perrie and Jed and how well they acted like nothing had happened. And that double fucking date with her and Niall? What the actual fuck?

I'm not even mad at Jason for not telling me-of course he didn't want to hurt me or hurt my friendship with Perrie and our relationship...and he saw how infatuated I was with Jed back then so of course he didn't want me to become depressed and shut myself in. If he'd told me back then, I would've been destroyed.

"Thank you so much for telling me Jase." I say as I walk into his room that afternoon and sit on his bed. He's at his desk, playing a computer game, but I know he can hear me.

"Yeah, and I hope you're not mad for not telling you then...but I know you would've been heartbroken and I didn't want you to get hurt. I mean...I don't know. You didn't deserve it, and I hoped you'd find out for yourself...or I'd tell you when it was over and you were over him."

I nod, looking at the posters on his walls. I love him so much; he's the best brother ever.

"So are you nervous about the game next week?" I ask him, trying to make conversation because I don't want to go back to my room and think about what he just told me.

"A bit. It's my first time playing in front of so much people and I'm new and it's...it's weird. Nerve-wracking."

"It's going to be okay. I'm gonna be there to cheer you on."