Rejected

Chapter 35

Chapter Thirty Five

Niall's POV

I stared at my reflection in my rear view mirror, swiping messy blond bangs from my forehead. My fingers moved on to tapping mindlessly at the steering wheel to the beat of a song playing, boredom getting the better of me. She was already 10 minutes late.

I contemplated getting out and walking into the cinema myself to get her, but I knew she'd only get pissed off if I rushed her. Not that that was a bad thing, angry sex was extremely hot. And with that uniform that she wears, even better.

Just as I'm fantasizing about ripping her blouse off, I see her walk out of the front entrance. My eyes become transfixed on her, watching her walk towards my car before she slides into the passenger seat.

"Hey Niall" she smiles, tugging her seat belt on.

"Hey baby" I reply, placing my hand tight on her thigh the moment we're out of the parking lot. I drive the speed limit back to my place, my hand unable to move off of her thigh.

She walks in front of me up the staircase, giving me a perfect and full view of her ass in those tight black yoga pants. God damn, I could literally feel myself throbbing.

As she walks into my apartment I immediately have her pressed up tight to the nearest wall, my mouth hard on hers. She rests her hands on my shoulders weakly, opening her mouth slightly to allow my tongue access. I grind my hips onto her hard, dying for some good friction.

"Ni," Zoey pants against my mouth, and I slip my lips away from hers with a pop.

"What" I groan, kissing down her neck. She pushes at my shoulders and I sink my teeth into her, wrapping my lips around her skin and sucking as hard as I can.

"Ow, Niall. Fuck, stop."

I chuckle and take my mouth away, glancing down at the purple mark on her skin. She scowls at me, rolling her eyes as I press my hips to hers once again.

"We're not having sex." She states simply, pushing herself off of the wall. I whine like a child as she moves around me and into the kitchen, opening the fridge and grabbing a water.

"Babe. I'm hard as a rock."

"I don't care Niall, I'm on my period and don't want to have sex."

I drop my head back against the wall, watching her move around me and into the living room.

"Zoeyyyyy" I groan, wrapping my arms around her hips from behind and walking behind her. She tilts her head back to glance at me, stopping her feet.

"I'm not in the mood, Niall."

She shoves me away from her and I watch her practically sprint down the hall, slamming the bathroom door behind her.

"What's got you all pissy?" I call through the door, leaning my head against the wood. I hear her scoff and can't help but chuckle, trying the door knob only to find she's locked it.

Silence is the only thing in the air for a moment, hanging there with an awkwardness so intense I have to clear my throat. I can hear her fidgeting with the faucet taps then, but even when they turn off she doesn't open the door.

"Niall?"

I look up, only to be met with the door.

"Yeah?"

Another moment of silence passes again and a red flag goes off in my head.

"I saw Harry."

Fuck.

"Oh, yeah?" I say casually, keeping my voice calm.

"Yeah" She sighs, still staying hidden behind the security of my bathroom door.

Reaching out on a limb here, I let out a deep breath and prepare my next words.

"You still have feelings for him, don't you?"

Please say no.

"I don't know, Niall"

My jaw clenches but I hold in the anger.

"Can you please come out here so we can talk about this?"

To my surprise she opens the door quickly, and steps out in front of me.

"I think that's a good idea" Her voice is stronger than I expected it to be and she crosses her arms tightly over her chest. I look down at her, her eyes not even blinking as they stare into mine.

"Did you talk to him?"

She nods, her composure slipping away slowly. I can see the little wall she built around herself beginning to chip away, and I know this is my opportunity to swoop in and make her change her mind about him. I can make her love me, and forget about him.

"We bumped into e-each other. And uhm, I don't know. We didn't really say anything, I just-"

"Stop" I whisper, pressing my finger to her lips. She looks away from me, taking my wrist and pulling my hand away. "I know you've moved on from him Zoey, you just won't allow yourself to believe it"

She closes her eyes, swallowing uneasily. I'm getting somewhere, I can see it.

"He's no good for you, he never was. Harry doesn't care about anything but his job and his job is in the drug ring."

"Stop it Niall. You don't know that he's still involved with that so stop."

She pushes passed me and my jaw nearly drops. Fuck, I was getting close and just like that it slipped away. I hated the hold he had on her, I hated how deep his claws were buried in her.

"I do know Zoey!" I yell, catching her arm before she can run from me again. She snaps around, glaring at me so hard if her eyes were knives I would be sliced to pieces.

"You don't know shit!" She tries to yank free from me but I hold on tighter, pulling her closer to me as he tries to wiggle away.

"Let me go!" I catch her other wrist as she slaps at my chest in an attempt to free herself from me. It only pisses me off further how badly she wants to escape me, that I don't even realize I'm shoving her up against the nearest wall and pinning her there. She gasps, eyes wide in surprise that I'm pushing her around, but again I'm too angry to stop.

"I have a real fucking job Zoey. What does he have?! I'm actually TRYING, I'm trying to be better and I guarantee he hasn't even changed one bit yet you're still drawn to him. I fucking deserve you, he doesn't deserve one ounce of your love but I can see he still has it!"

"Enough!" She screams in my face, the loudest she ever has, and literally shoves me away so hard I stumble backwards slightly. I feel the sting of her slap on my face in an instant, and it takes me a moment to actually comprehend the fact that she's slapped me in the face.

I watch her sprint out the door, not even closing it behind her she's in such a rush to get away from me. I stay still, watching the spot closely where she was previously standing and deep down praying that she isn't going to Harry.

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BUT I am writing another fanfiction, it's called Abortion and it's a Niall fic and I will be posting the prologue as soon as Rejected is finished

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