C15 Chapter 15

“I didn’t mean it like that. You won’t put an end to it because he’s always going to make those puppy eyes at you and you won’t be able to resist him because there’s way too much history with him.”

“What the fuck do you know?” I ask, getting worked up and making a step in his direction.

“I’ve seen relationships like yours. Where no matter how the woman was treated, she just…she just wouldn’t leave. No matter how many people told her.” He says and I see a flash of sadness in his eyes. “It’s called emotional abuse. And before you know it, it’s gonna escalate.”

“Are you suggesting that he’ll hit me or something? Because you can’t joke about shit like that.”

His eyes darken. “I’d never joke about that.”

“Just…stop. Stop sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong. And your tongue.” I add and that makes him smile in a cute way. Fuck.

He steps closer.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to do that?” he whispers. “Because if you’re sure, I got that girl waiting for me upstairs and she told me I can stick a few things wherever I want.”

For a split second I feel jealous before I’m completely engulfed by anger. I press my palm against his chest and push him away. “You’re a fucking pig.”

Niall shrugs and walks away, leaving me alone outside.

I’m just finishing my cigarette when Jasper walks back outside with Chris and Louis, holding two red cups.

“What’s in it?” I ask after he hands me my cup.

“Vodka with orange juice.”

I take a sip and then scrunch my nose.

“I know, I might’ve poured a bit much.” Jasper says, but I shake my head.

“You actually haven’t poured enough. Be right back.”

I walk inside and as I pour Vodka into my cup, Jake comes up to me.

“How-“ he starts, but I interrupt him.

“Niall and I made out.” is all I can say.

“BITCH WHAT.”

His jaw falls to the floor and he blinks for a few seconds.

“Wha-whe-how-why?” is all Jake can say and I wait for him to calm down so I can vent.

“Outside right after we arrived. I don’t know. He just-he makes me-ugh. It’s not a crush as much as a…very severe sexual attraction. That’s why I have 80% Vodka and 20% orange juice in this cup. And Jasper and I are broken up but not quite and I need space and just…I don’t know.” I rant, before I take another large gulp.

“Okay, let’s start from the beginning. So you and Niall kissed. How was it? Would you do it again?”

“Definitely.” I say without even thinking about it. “It was…hot. There’s no way to describe it. And I hate myself…and him, for that. I hate him. I hate it! I hate that I loved it and that I want to do it again. Jake, what do I do?”

“Well, where is he right now?”

“He’s upstairs fucking a blonde girl from English Lit.”

“Oh. Well. That’s not good.” He says, stating the obvious.

“Oh really?” I sarcastically ask.

“Just drink that cup. You’re a bitch when you’re sober and horny.”

I nod and drink the rest of the cup in a few large gulps, just to get it over with. Jake fills it again, this time with Jägermeister and coke.

“So. This is the plan. I’ll ask Sophia to be on Jasper duty and make sure he doesn’t bother you while I go upstairs and investigate the situation before I report back to you. Meet you outside in five minutes. Drink some more.”

“I love you.” I tell him and he waves me off before he exits the kitchen.

I go back outside and the plan already fails because Jasper is still there sharing a spliff with Chris and Louis.

“Want some?” Louis asks me, holding the weed towards me.

I want to say no, but fuck it. I walk closer to them and take two drags. After holding them in and inhaling, I blow the smoke back out and pass it over to Chris.

I get my turn one more time before Jake makes an appearance. His eyes land on Jasper and he puts on a fake smile, cocking his hip. “Jasper babe, would you be a dear and bring me one of your special cocktails?”

I bite my lip so I won’t burst out laughing. Jasper nods and smiles before he leaves us. As soon as Jake makes sure that he’s gone, he turns to face me and claps his hands together.

“So. They’re fucking. And she’s enjoying it.”

“Who’s fuckin’ who?” Louis asks as he puts an arm around Chris neck.

“Apparently, you two as well.” Jake smirks. “Anyway, Niall and Cassidy from English Lit. I always knew she wanted him. I could tell.”

“Why do you care about Niall?” Chris curiously asks.

“I don’t. I just…I don’t know. I wanted to hook up. But keep your mouths shut or I’ll cut both of you.”

“Babe, we totally ship you and Niall.” Louis tells me. “We’re on your side.”

“Yea-wait a minute.” Chris says, suddenly pulling away from Louis. “Were they in parents’ room?” he asks Jake.

“Last door on the right? Yeah.”

Chris rolls his eyes. “That’s my parents room. Knowing Niall, they’ll probably break a few things. I’m gonna stop it.”

I don’t stop him. In fact, I kind of like the idea of Chris cockblocking them.

Louis follows Chris inside, so it’s just Jake and I.

“So…what now?” I ask him. “What are the chances of Niall and I making out tonight? And the chances that Jasper won’t find out? Wait. Does it count as cheating?”

Jake shakes his head. “No it doesn’t. You told him you need space right? I think he got the idea that you’re pretty much over, but won’t admit it.”

“Whatever, there’s no way I’m putting my mouth on Niall after it’s been on another girl’s vagina.”

“Then you should probably never kiss him again.” Jake laughs and I flip him off.

We go back inside and dance along to a few songs before I feel the need to drink some more. I elbow my way through the people blocking the path to the kitchen, just to see Niall and that girl making out against the counter when I arrive.

“Get a room.” I say and walk over to the almost empty Vodka bottle.

“Mind your own business.” Niall says, pulling away from her.

“I have to go to the bathroom.” she tells him and smiles at me as she walks away. That’s when I realize that I’m not even angry with her, just with Niall.

“Thanks. It looks like today is cockblocking day. First with you, then with-“

“Don’t even add me to that list.” I say in disgust.

“Oh baby, but you didn’t seem to mind an hour earlier. And if you hadn’t gone to work things out with your boyfriend, I wouldn’t have fucked her.”

I shake my head as I pour orange juice over the alcohol. “You disgust me. And that kiss is a mistake I’ll never make again.”

Niall mockingly pouts and tilts his head. “You sure?”

I nod, not looking at him.

“I don’t believe you.” He says, walking towards me, so I take a step backwards and we continue doing this until I’m up against the door. My heart is beating out of my chest and my core literally tightens by how turned on I am. And I’m nowhere near drunk. Maybe a bit tipsy, but definitely conscious.

“You have to. No is no. Are you going to force yourself on me because you think I’m lying?” I quickly say and he suddenly takes a step back.

“No, I won’t.”

And now I regret saying those things. Why am I like this?

“Don’t.” I whisper, because my throat clogs up from the sexual tension.

“Don’t what, Nicki?” he asks.

“Don’t step back. I want…” I trail off.

His jaw clenches and he walks up to me, almost slamming me into the door. He places one hand on my cheek and the other one on my waist, pulling me closer to him to kiss me.

I run my hand up to his hair because the other one is still holding the cup and he pulls one of my legs up to his waist. My feet hurt like hell from the heels, but I barely even feel it.

He deepens the kiss by tilting his head further to the right as his hand travels from my leg to cup my ass, and my insides are on fire. Jesus fucking Christ.

The door suddenly pushes against my back and I nearly spill my drink. Niall steps back and I open the door to see Sophia and Kyle standing there. Her eyes land on me, and then Niall. She smirks even though she looks confused.

“Jasper’s sort of…yelling for you upstairs. He can’t find you and he’s drunk out of his mind.” Sophia tells me.

I hand her my cup. “Be right back. He needs to get to sleep otherwise he’ll get violent and punch a wall.”

“What?” Niall asks confused, but I’m already walking away. I hear Sophia starting to explain to him how Jasper is the type of drunk who gets aggressive before he blacks out.

I walk upstairs with my feet killing me, just to find Jasper sitting down against a wall and blabbering something I can’t understand.

“Jasper, get up. Let’s get you to bed.” I tell him and reach my hand out for him to grab.

“Nickiiii. I love you so muuuch I don’t want you to leave me.” He whines and I roll my eyes. I hate him when he’s drunk. He doesn’t drink often, but when he does, it’s the worst thing ever.

“Come on, get up.”

“Only if you tell me you love me and you promise me that we won’t break up. I love you, I promise.” He’s slurring the words but I understand him, sort of.

“Get up or I’ll leave you here.”

“Noo! Don’t!” he yells, this time angrier, but it doesn’t scare me. He never even raised his hand at me and I can always easily control him when he’s drunk because he’s half unconscious.

I finally manage to pull him onto his feet and he leans against me, wrapping an arm around me.

“I love you, I’m sorry. Why don’t you love me?” he asks, gripping into my arm.

“Jesus, let go of my arm before I start yelling.” I say, trying to wriggle out of his grip.

“Tell me you love me.”

“Jasper-“

“Tell me you love me!” he yells, letting go of my arm.

I take a step back. “I’m gonna go now because I can’t fucking talk to you when you’re like this. Either you go lay down or we’re done.”

“You’re a bitch. I literally pour my heart out to you and you just…what the fuck? You ungrateful bitch.”

And okay, he’s never been like this before. He’s never called me bitch or been violent with me, he always tried to pick fights with other people for no reason at all.

“Whoa, I think you really need to take a step back and just calm down. You’re starting to piss me off.”

Jasper laughs and comes even closer to me. I turn around and intend to leave him, but he grips my hair and pulls me back.

“What the fuck?!” I yell at him, slapping his hand away.

That makes him even angrier and he raises his hand. Before I can even react, his hand slaps me right across the face, making my brain run in circles. Tears well up in my eyes because I am that angry.

Suddenly, Jasper is being punched to the ground by a very angry Niall, accompanied by Kyle and a scared Sophia.

“Never hit a girl. Ever.” Niall spits and Jasper flips him off, which makes Niall even angrier so he kicks him in the stomach.

“Stop!” I yell, pushing at Niall’s chest. “Don’t hit him.”

“Are you serious? He just slapped you!” Niall tells me, stepping away from me. “And you’re still defending him? What the actual fuck? How much bullshit can you take from him before it’s enough?”

“You have no right-“

“Honestly? You’re an idiot.” Niall says. “He just hit you for fuck’s sake and you still defending him! I thought you had more respect for yourself to be honest.”

“Well maybe I don’t!” I yell back. “Just mind your damn business."