Hillmount (Niam)

After a night of partying and getting caught, Niall is forced to leave his city of Dublin to go live with his uncle on the country side. Spending his summer in Hillmount, Niall want’s nothing more than to go back home and see his friends again. The last thing Niall ever expected was to find love, especially in a guy. Torn between his love for the city, and his new found love in the country, Niall must learn to follow his heart. Which path would he choose?


3. Chapter Two


I know I said the story will mostly be in 3rd person view, but just for the first couple of chapters I'm going to keep it in Niall's point of view until I get to future chapters.

~Stills Niall's Point of View~

It's now 6:32 in the morning and I still haven't gotten any sleep since the party. My mom and John ended up turning back around half way to their holiday home. The traffic was 'insufferable' according to my mother. After they arrived home, John pretty much just slapped me around and forced me to clean up the mess (not like I wasn't going to). My mother drove Louis and a few other hungover lads home. I felt like my body was going to collaps if I take another step, but John was standing right behind me the whole time watching my process. Walking around in the back of my yard picking up beer cans, plastic cups, clothes, and such things, my mother continued the clean up in the house. I don't know why she bothers, it's my mess.. I should be the one cleaning. Not her. I love my mom, really I do. But the more John hangs around her, the more I feel like our once strong bond is falling apart. I'm loosing my mother to a monster.

I listened as John yelled at her to stop cleaning but she didn't listen. I smiled at the thought that my mom still has my back no matter how much I've messed up. I looked up at the sky and noticed the sun was trying to peek over the fence and couple houses. The sight made my yawn. Any minute now, I'm sure my body will soon cave into it's own darkness. I turned around just as my mom came towards me. "Why don't you go inside and rest up? I'll finish cleaning. We'll talk more about this when you wake up." It broke my heart how she couldn't even look me in the eye to say that. I just nodded my head and dropped the black garbage bag. "Thanks..." my voice came out a little dry. I kissed her on the cheek before I made my way inside; walking past the evil glare John burned in the back of my head and went straight to my room. I took out my phone as I plopped down in my soft, warm bed. "3 Missed Calls from LouDawg" my screen shone. I chuckled a little at Louis' contact name. He had edited that himself. I put my lock screen back on before letting my phone drop on the bed next to me and letting my heavy eyelids take over.

What felt like five minutes later, I felt something hard land on the bed beside me. It startled me out of my sleep and caused me to open my eyes and sit up in a panic mode. When I realised it was a duffle bag I was entirely confused. I looked up at my door and saw my mom standing there with John. "What's going on?" I asked as I yawned. "Pack up your shit. You're leaving." My eyes grew what. What the actual fuck?! Are they seriously kicking me out? I shot my glare to my mother who looked a bit sad at the thought. "Are you seriously kicking me out?" I asked surprisingly calm; although I was freaking out on the inside. My mom and John exchanged looks before she crossed the room and sat at the corner of my bed and rested her arm on my leg. "Sweetie, we're not kicking you out. John and I.. just.. we just feel like you need some alone so we're sending you to-" Oh God, please don't say military school or camp. Anything but that. Just please anything. "We're sending you to go live with your Uncle James out in Hillmount for the rest of your summer. We just can't trust you while we're away anymore Niall. So you're gonna have to live with him until you straighten yourself out." I could tell in my mothers voice that this was entirely her decision. Her voice was stern but her eyes said otherwise. John looked unpleased with the idea, like he rather have me sent away into the army. I bet you would; smug bastard. "But..but that's 6 hours away.. from my friends!" I put emphasis on the word 'hours' just make my point come across even more clear. "Your friends are the reason you're going out there in the first place" John shot back at me. I burned daggers at him. "Mom you can't do this to me!" "Enough Niall" she shouted. SHOUTED. My mother never used to shout at me before. No matter how mad she had gotten at me, she never really shouted. She'd just say "Upstairs" and I went upstairs until I've thought over what I've done and apologise to her. But never has she shouted. I looked at her in complete and utter shock. I didn't know what to do or say at this point. "Get your stuff together and met us downstairs in an hour." I didn't respond. My eyes just followed her as John and her walked out of my room; shutting the door behind them as they left. I've really screwed up big time.

I looked at the clock on my nightstand and say that it read 9:12am. Great a whole three hours of sleep. Just at the highlight of my life, I get sent to live with my uncle. That's when I realised. Adabelle! Oh man, I literally just met her earlier this morning. Now I'm forced to leave and probably never see her again. This is just great. Perfect (hint the sarcasm). I groaned and rubbed my eyes before I turned my attention to the duffle bag that laid beside me, taunting me. I can feel it laugh at me... if objects could laugh that was. Sighing, I grabbed the bag and threw it across the room as I stood up from the bed and moved to my closet. I knew this bag wouldn't fit all my clothes for the rest of the summer. I was determined to make it work.

I stopped when I grabbed the last of my clothes from the drawer. I had cleaned out my closet and now my dressers. The only thing I really needed now was my toiletries. Kneeling down to stuff the rest of my things into a second bag, I heard my phone buzz against the wooden table I called my nightstand. I knew it was either Louis or Zayn checking up on me to see how I was doing. I really wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone at the moment. I will just text them back while I was on the 6 hour train ride. I furrowed my eyebrows at the thought.

I heard my mom yell up from the bottom of the stairs. "Niall! You done?!" I shook my head but then remembered she couldn't see me. "Almost!" I really was. It wasn't a lie. I just need to get the rest of my essentials. "Hurry! Your train leaves at noon!" I looked at my clock and saw that it read 10:33. Shit I really need to get my crap together if I wanna make it to the station in time. Not that I wanted to in the first place. I knew what my consequences would've been if I didn't go. I wasn't that stupid. I quickly made my way over to the loo and grabbed everything I needed in one trip. 

My mom and I eventually made it to the station in time to claim my ticket and double check that I have everything. Phone? Check. Charger? Check. Clothes? Check. Toiletries? Check. Everything was there. "Uncle James will be in the station waiting for your arrival when you get there" my mom announced out loud; interrupting my thoughts. I just nodded my head as we drew closer to the train. "I'm doing this for your own good, Niall." Now she just sounded like she was trying to convince herself as well. "I know, mom." I gave her a weak smile. I wanted her to know I wasn't entirely upset with her decision, even though I felt betrayed. I had to remember that mother knows best. "You can really benefit from this experience." Or more like she would. But I couldn't tell her that. "I'm sorry, mom..." I whispered to her. She gave me a sad smile in return before she pulled me into a tight hug. "I know, sweetie. I know" she whispered back. I dropped my bags and hugged her back. I felt her body shake against mine and that's when I realised that she was crying. I just held her there, letting her soak my jumper until an announcement over a speaker said the train will be departing, last call for boarding. I pulled back from her and wiped her tears from her face. "I'll see you soon" I spoke softly to her. She nodded her head in understanding. "Be safe and be on your best behavior for James." I gave her a smile before pulling her into another hug. "Love you, mom" I whispered into her ear. "I love you too, sweetie." She kissed my forehead. I frowned when we pulled away. I gave her one last look before I bent down to pick up my bags and boarded the train just as the whistle blew. I had took a seat by the window so I could bid her one last goodbye.

She looked completely heartbroken. It's not like I was going to war. I was coming back by the end of the summer. It's almost as if she didn't want me to go, like she didn't make the decision. Fucking John. Of course he would be behind all of this. Ugh, I really didn't like that man. I took out my phone to text back whoever had texted me earlier this morning. "Adabelle: hey you :)" was flashing across my screen. My heart leaped at the message. Even her text were cute. Maybe this trip wont be so bad after all.

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