Niall Horan; the famous pop band singer. The teenage heart throb. That's him. He's the one that makes the girls swoon and cry, especially when he gets kidnapped from Paris.

Why? Because he's famous. But don't count on him giving up. Maybe love can help him through this?


19. What did I do?


SLAM! Bella nearly jumped out of her skin with the noise. She looked around fearfully, until she realised it was the front door. That mean Jeff was home, and he was in a bad mood. Bella quietly resumed reading her book. She had had enough experience to know to keep out of Jeff's way when he was in a temper.

Bella heard angry footsteps on the kitchen floor, then, to her horror, they began to climb the rickety steps to her room. Though it wasn't actually her room, as such. It was an attic with a bed shoved in the corner, and a layer of dust covered everything. The window was ill-fitted and always let in the rain and cold wind. Yet, it was all Bella had. 

SLAM! The door to Bella's room burst open and smacked against the wall.

If he keeps this up, there won't be any doors left in the house, Bella thought. But it was a weak attempt at humour and she knew it. So, instead of laughing bravely in the face of her step-father, Bella retreated to a dusty corner, curled into a dusty ball, and pretended to be a piece of dust. Unfortunately it didn't fool Jeff. 

"Where is the little piece of..." Jeff snarled to himself as he searched the room for Bella.

Bella felt rough hands grab at her, and latch onto her hair. Jeff tugged Bella out of the corner, her sobbing and clutching in vain at her hair. He threw her right in the middle of the room, disturbing several layers of dust.

"W-w-what did I d-do now?" she gasped in pain, tears coursing down her face. Jeff crouched right down and started speaking, his spit flying.

"Well, I just went to deliver some food to our - " he gestured vaguely, " friend, and he was so sad, so heartbroken." Bella squirmed guiltily as she remembered how she had been avoiding Niall. Jeff grabbed her arm tight and continued: "Naturally, I wanted to cheer him up, so I told him what a beautiful girl you were. Then -" His grip on Bella's arm became painful as he dug his fingers into her skin,
"he started yelling some, things, about me and about you. Would you care to tell me where he learnt those things, Bella?" 

Bella kept her eyes downcast. 

"I have no idea what your talking about." she murmured.

Jeff raised his arm and slapped her. Bella felt her cheek fill with pain and more tears brimmed, threatening to spill over. Jeff raised his arm again and Bella flinched.

"Of - SLAP - course - SLAP - you - SLAP - know - SLAP - what - SLAP - I'm - SLAP - talking - SLAP - about - SLAP."

 Jeff ranted and raged above Bella, each word accompanied with another slap. By the time he was done, Bella's cheeks were bright red and she had no more tears left to cry.

Jeff was breathing heavily, his face still red. Without a word, he span around and marched out of the room.

Bella sat there. She knew she couldn't keep this sort of life any longer. She needed help desperately. But who?


Only one name came to mind.






Superstar123 aka Tabs ;)

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