Still the One
Chapter Nine
Part One
“Alright?” Harry said and he and Lou got up.
”Niall? Really? Come on you’ve held all this in for long enough now. Are you scared? Can’t handle the fact that you’re a little different than everyone else?” The voice laughed and then continued. “You’re weak. It’s not my fault you’re this way.”
“It is to,” I said and Niall sighed.
“Don’t let him get to you,” he said quietly.
“It’s not that easy,” I said, my voice shaking as well as most of my body.
“Calm down,” he said. “What’s he saying?”
“Don’t tell him. You think he cares? He just made fun of you because I left. I mean, it’s not his fault I’m dead but he didn’t have to pick on you for it. This kid was your best friend and he turned on you. He ditched you.”
“Don’t you go telling me he ditched me,” I said. “You did the same thing to me and then went and killed yourself because of it. Way to make me feel guilty.”
“Andrew stop talking to him,” Niall said. “You know what he does to you. You need to stop, block him out, find a distraction.”
“SHUT UP NIALL!” I shouted as tears streamed down my face and he took a few steps back. “For crying out loud why do you care?”
“I don’t,” he scoffed. “Harry wanted me to help you. You called for me remember?”
“Well I don’t need you,” I said. “Get outta here.”
“Thanks,” he laughed, “I didn’t want to be in here anyway. Go cry to Harry. Although, he’ll probably leave you after he finds out your little secret.”
“He’s not gonna find out,” I said, starting to grow angry.
“He will if I have a say,” Niall said and I stood up.
“You wouldn’t,” I said and he chuckled.
“I think we both know I would,” he said and I lost it… again.
I pinned him to the ground and he laughed.
“You’re not gonna hit me again,” Niall said. “He’ll tell you not to and you’ll listen to him.”
“Why do you care if Harry and I are together?” I asked, ignoring his previous remark. “It’s been six years. Since we’ve talked.”
“I don’t care about you and Harry together,” he said. “I care about you and how miserable you are.”
“So after all we’ve been through, and after years of being closer than brother and sister, you’re going to try to make me as miserable as possible?” I asked and he smirked and nodded.
“I am,” he said. “Have you heard about Kyra?”
“Kyra?” I asked and he smiled.
“Harry’s little crush,” Niall said. “Completely forgot about you, he did.”
“You’re messing with me,” I said and he shook his head.
“I’m afraid not,” he said, the evil smirk beginning to grow.
I got off of him and sat back down on the couch.
“He’s not lying, you know. There is a Kyra and Harry does have a little thing going on with her. He wants to break it off with you but doesn’t know how. Just saying.”
“Would you stop ruining everything, Dad!?” I shouted and Niall smirk turned into a scared frown as his eyes widened.
“It’s your dad this time?” he asked in shock and I nodded as I started to shake and cry again.
Niall muttered some rather colorful words under his breath as he rushed to sit down next to me.
“I am a terrible person,” he said, wrapping one arm around me and letting me cry into his chest.
“You think?” I said and he chuckled.
“Thank you for forgiving me and telling me not to feel bad,” Niall said and I smiled. “There you go, there’s a smile.”
“What are you smiling for? Get Niall’s arm off of you before Harry sees. Oh, wait, he’s caught up in some other girl isn’t he? Too bad for you. Looks like everyone’s going to ditch you.”
“Would you stop?” I said angrily and Niall sighed.
“What’s he saying?” he asked.
“Stuff about Harry and Kyra,” I said. “He’s telling me to get your arm off of me before Harry sees and then changes his mind, like, oh wait, Harry’s busy with some other girl.”
“I’m sorry,” Niall said. “I shouldn’t have said anything.”
“No,” I said, shaking my head. “Thanks for telling me. Truth is, Harry and I haven’t been getting along great anyway. We don’t have a lot in common and it’s just recently been hitting us.”
“Oh,” Niall said sadly although a smirk played at the corners of his mouth.
Then, all of a sudden, I got a terrible pain in my head. I screamed something, I’m not too sure what it was or if it was even a human language, but I screamed and loud. The pain spread all around my head and shot down my spine.
“Andrew, Andrew?” Niall asked and then sound faded out.
I’ve experienced something like this before, but to a lesser degree. I wasn’t prepared for the agonizing high pitched screaming that filled my head next.
“Would someone shut whatever is screaming up!” I shouted, a lot louder than I meant to.
“Andrew,” Niall said, kneeling down on the floor and putting his hand on my back.
At this point I was on all fours and breathing heavily, tears streaming down my cheeks.
“Andrew,” he said again. “No one’s screaming. Look at me, you’re having another attack.”
“WOULD SOMEONE TELL THAT BOY TO SHUT THE (enter curse of your choice here) UP!” my father’s voice screamed, causing my head to pound even harder.
“What is going on in here!?” Maggie’s voice yelled as my arms and gave out and I collapsed onto the ground. “Dang it, Niall do you know who it is this time?”
“It’s her dad,” I heard Niall say, and then everything went black.
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