Maddie's POV
It's been four years since Niall has talked to me. He everywhere though, except here.
I was sitting in my bed, eating my dinner in depression.
Once I was done, I set my tray of food next to my bed, placing the silverware next to the tray.
I went downstairs, to watch some Telly. On, was the One Direction interview. I turned it on as soon as Niall Spoke.
"Her name was Madison." He answered nervously. "Except, she passed away from cancer a while ago. She was weird, a freak, and different. I was only nice to her because she was bullied. I don't care about her now, and actually forgot all about her till now."
That was it. I broke out in tears. Yeah people lie, but not like that.
I stomped upstairs to my room, plopping down on the bed. He is such a bloody ass! I hate him.
I can't believe that I once loved him, kissed him, thought about him, even talked to him.
Mixed emotions swirled in my head, depression and madness. I couldn't take it. I was down with all the pain, I was ready to give up... And so I did.
