[A/N: don't hate me after this, im telling you. Grab a tissue before reading, because I cried myself and my sister made fun of me. Hahaha dont hate me bc i love you.. Xx]

NIALL'S P.O.V

"Niall?" Frey brought me back to the reality.

"Babe." I spoke. "Can I- can I kiss you one last time?"

She looked at me, winking her both eyes and her breath hitched. "Why? Why'd-" she looked at me worried. "Are you- you're going to break up with me?"

"What? No! No, it's just that, you might break up with me after hearing this." I defended.

"Never, don't think that, yeah we get problems but it will solve eventually." She slurred. I was shocked after her passing out, she's speaking wisely. "I'm not drunk anymore."

"You were passed out minutes ago on the couch." I chuckled. She remained unfazed by my comment.

"If you don't want to tell me, then its o-okay. I can live with that..." She mumbled. "It's even."

"No, babe, just,-" I sighed heavily. "Its- it's difficult."

"I know you don't wanna tell me, it's even." Her words made me cringe. What does she mean by its even?

"I'm going to take a shower." I stood up. "Feel free to join me." I smirked a little. Stepping in the bathroom, she was sitting still, staring in the distance as she was thinking.

Turning on the shower, and stripping, I stepped under the shower head, soaking my hair in hot water, running both hands in my hair, I felt someone hug me from behind, and by that, I could tell she was naked already.

Her cheek was placed on my bare back as she sighed, murmuring a small 'I love you'.

I unclasped her hand from my torso and pulled her small body to myself, hugging her gently, yet tightly. "I love you too."

"I'd say more, but you don't trust me." Her words cut me like knives in my stomach.

Thats the thing, I don't trust her.

But I want to trust her.

"Look Niall. This thing between us, this, works with trust." She motioned between us. "And if you can't trust me or won't trust me, then I don't think this will last long."

"I told you. I fucking told you that you'll break up with me. Hah! I knew it would happen." My jaw clenched and my nostrils blew up.

"Wha- what are you talking about?"

"That you will eventually break up with me without listening the truth." I spoke. She yanked her arms from my hands and backed away from me.

"Now I'm the bad guy here? Niall, I fucking asked you to tell me the truth! But you won't tell me no matter how much I-" Her voice rose and she sobbed. "Just... Why don't you trust me?" She asked quietly.

"Because you fucking lie to me and kiss that bastard! Damn! Do you know how painful is to see your own girlfriend kissing the man you despised from the start?" I boomed.

FREYA'S P.O.V

Shouting, that was all we could hear.

"I know how it feels okay?! Don't tell me you don't remember the night you slept with Kiarra! Don't you remember the day when you lied to me and you had a laugh in the name of a meeting? I'm sure you don't." My voice was low compared to him, but I swear I was screaming in his face. He deserved it.

He looked at me with the sight of pure disgust. "So is this what this is all about? Hmm? Go on, tell me about every kiss and make out I had with Kiarra you know. Because with all your shit you're talking about right now, we never kissed or made out like you and Daniel did." He spoke lowly, gazing in my eyes, so hard, that I had to lower my gaze because he looked at me with agonisingly hurtful emotion.

The shower was still running, and his face was red with anger and disgust.

They never made out, they never kissed. But what about the time when Kiarra herself told me that they made out after the tour party?

"Stop lying!" I cried, tears flowing down my cheek, "The night, after the ... Tour party, you- you cheated on m-me. But I forgave you."

"How many time do I have to tell that it was just a hook up! We never had sex Frey! We never had sex!" Shouting, he nudged me, quite harshly. "Was this all you wanted to listen? We never had-"

"Stop!" I croaked as my breathing hitched, I was panting heavily for a pass of oxygen in to my lungs after shouting that much. He was still holding me harshly as I tried to get away and succeeded, "Stop..." I repeated.

I fell on the tiled floor of shower area and closed my eyes until a dark black cloud surrounded me.

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NIALL'S P.O.V

With my trembling hands, I clothed her and laid her on my bed. She was pure beauty. She just passed out from a panic attack, but I swear I kissed her to make her feel right but that didn't work. I was harshly nudging her with anger in my body that I didn't see her falling on the floor. How could I be like that? How could I be so cruel?

There I see a bad hobby. Whenever I don't get much sleep and food, I always get dead angry whether its my own girlfriend or anyone. But what should I do? I didn't like it when she was just accusing me for nothing.

Yeah. I know what you're thinking. That I should be less cruel to a girl, but I didn't hit her? I didn't cuss at her? I didn't insult her or tell her about her insecurities?

This is all my fault, clearly. I should have been more the listener type, I should have been more willing to trust her. But how can I trust her when right after telling her about my love fore her, she went with Daniel out for a date!

But you were there with Melissa, you fuck head.

Great, now my thoughts are against me. I sighed and looked back at her. Sleeping peacefully. I felt disgusted with myself. I should just sleep with her now, it's not like I had to sleep on the couch when I clearly can sleep with her on the same bed.

Pulling the duvet to our bodies, and pulling her small frame close to my chest, I kissed her beneath of her ear lobe, yes, the place where she liked to be kissed. I wonder if Daniel ever kissed her like I do?

Stop thinking and go to sleep.

Ignoring my thoughts, I let my mind to drift off to sleep.

FREYA'S P.O.V

The familiar touch and scent was enough to bring me back to the real world from the darkness. I stirred in my sleep as I felt someone kissing up and down my neck.

(A/N: ohmygod how sweet, just imagine yourself)

I whimpered and turned my body to my side but there was slightly heavy weight on my body. Humming lowly, I smiled and tightly closed my eyes. But that was temporary as I got flashbacks from last night. Shit.

But at the same time, some one started a series of 'babe' just above my face.

"Babe, babe, babe, babe, babe, babe..." I opened my eyes to see that Niall's face was in front of my face, just inches away. My eyes widened as he practically slammed his lips on to mine for a morning kiss.

I wanted to give in as much as I wanted to pull away, remembering last night, how harshly he was nudging me and shouting at me. How much of an angry man he was, pure hatred was the only thing I could see in his eyes. However, I pulled away directly and looked at him wide eyed.

"Babe.." He breathed.

But before he could say anymore, a lough chataakh! went through the room and my hand stung from the harsh contact. My eyes widened even more as I realized I've just slapped him. His face was still inches away from mine but his face was red and angry again. Oh no.

But to my surprise, he just pulled away from me and sat at his side of the bed.

"You had every right to do that, babe. I deserved it." He hissed lowly, controlling his anger.

I didn't speak anything, because, lack of speaking is the best torture you can give to someone. I just got out of the bed with a yawn and ran my fingers through my hair to entangle the knots. Making my way to the bathroom, I looked at my clothes scattered on the floor as I got more visions of last night.

But all I saw was that I fell on the floor and darkness afterwards. My breath hitched and I stepped in, realizing that I was just wearing one of Niall's big tees. My blood boiled at the though of him shouting at me, while all I wanted to do was to shower with him and make it right. But instead, I made me worse by saying,

'I'd say more but you don't trust me.'

Did I really had to say that? What a bullcrap I am.

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Making tea for myself, I sat at the counter, sipping my tea, with little amount of tears here and there. I'd cry, but then stop, been doing it since I have showered. Niall showed nothing like an apology, hell, I'd never forgive him, maybe. But what he did wasn't just a normal Niall thing, it was more of a sick bastard move.

At one point, I wanted to break up with him directly but at the same point, I loved him too much to let him go. My mind shouted about breaking up with him but my heart was saying that give it another shot, like, forgive him or what?

I was in no shape to talk, let alone forgive him. Would you ever forgive your 6 months boyfriend for doing that to you? Never. So I won't, too.
Speaking of the devil, he stepping in the door less kitchen.

Making his way to the empty electric kettle, he opened to pour some hot water, but came out nothing. He would glance me over for a little time, but I'd ignore his gaze. He sighed loudly as he found the kettle empty. He poured water, and waited for the water to get boiled.

I just sipped my tea, sitting at the counter top beside Niall, his body was facing my left side. A tear rolled down my cheek as I wiped it pretty quickly.

"Hey, can I have a sip of your tea? My head's pounding." He spoke.

"Might as well try to control your anger." I spat.

"What's wrong with you?" He spat.

"What's wrong with you?" I mocked him, turning his sentence to him.

"Frey please, it wasn't my intention." He sighed.

"So what was your intention? Enlighten me." I sipped my tea.

"Just, please!" He knitted his brows together. "I tried my best to wake you up like a normal boyfriend would do."

"Oh? Do you really think you're my boyfriend? Because boyfriends don't nearly hit their girls." I spat.

"Please don't do this, it was just my anger, I wouldn't do that to you. You just-" He stopped himself for going any further. I placed my tea cup down on the counter beside me and cocked my head towards him.

"I just? I just what Niall?" I began to get angry.

"You pushed me too Frey off my limits." He murmured. My anger boiled up inside of me but I just ignored it.

"So I think I should leave right? I'm not a good girlfriend if I inquire my boyfriend about his secret whereabouts." I blinked a few tears.

"Don't. Please. I can't live without you." He spoke. "Please, babe I'm sorry."

"Don't babe me, okay?" I hissed. "I'm not your babe any more." I muttered.

Just as I said this, his head snapped up in my direction, his eyes glossy, ready to shed tears. He walked up to me and cupped my cheeks in his large hands, gazing in my eyes, searching for some sick joke.

"Please don't do this, I love you." He spoke. "I love you too much to let you go." The same words I thought of a while ago.

"I don't think you love me enough, Niall, you practically hurt me last night. And you knew that I was crying but you just went out of control and-" I sobbed.

"Baby please, I love you so much, lets give it another shot yeah? I'll be a good boyfriend and I'll never hurt you I promise." He begged, tears forming in his beautiful blue eyes. "I feel very disgusted with myself. I'm so, so sorry. I'll even tell you everything, about her, everything you will ask for."

His face was so familiar to me that I could even tell in the dark if it was him or anyone else. I was almost close to sit down and demand him to tell me everything but I sighed, confused by the thoughts of my brain and words of my heart. It was over anyway.

Oh how I wish I could be his forever...

Looking to my right, the to the floor, then to the ceiling, blinking my eyes several times to reject the tears threatening to spill, I finally averted my gaze to his lingering one. Only his gaze was so strong that burned holes in to my brain and set butterflies into my stomach. I looked at his lips, so pinkish, so kissable.

His cheeks were numb because of his little tears here and there, but it was pink too. His eye lashes were short and his hair were messy down on his forehead.

But after that, I finally made a decision.

I found the strength to speak and I finally did.

"No."

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I TOLD YOU
IM SORRY DONT HATE ME FOR THIS BUT BELIEVE ME ITS GONNA BE OKAY AT SOME POINT. GRAB A TISSUE FOR ME, TOO