Blondy

17 Year old Ashley hasn't ever had a childhood. She spent most of it taking care of her little sister, Amelia. Before that, her and her sister were abused by her step dad when their mother died. Now that Ashley's in school, she's had a unwanted, sexual abuser. She doesn't know his name, his age, his reasons for hurting her like he has been. All she knows is if she tells anyone, or if she doesn't do exactly what he tells her too. He'd kill her. Her whole life she's only felt harm, hate and beatings from the male species, that is until Niall. No male has ever been so gentle with her. She gets caught up in what she thinks is her trying to protect and take care of her little sister that she forgets to take care of herself. Can Niall help her with all this damage she's been forced to live through? Or will she shut him out like everyone else in her life.

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15. Chapter 15

Ashley's POV:

That night we fell asleep molded perfectly in each others arms. Though the sleep was pleasant and peaceful, the wake was nerve wrecking and frightening. Social services were coming to "check up" on me and Amelia today. Niall said he already told his mom the deal and she was perfectly fine with it. Mrs. Horan is such a joy to talk to, she's so nice and interesting. Her level of happiness is so high, her look on life is just magnificent. "Ashley?" Niall fluttered his eyes open, I had already been awake though. "Ashley your hand is shaking." I looked at my hand laying softly on his chest and noticed his statement was correct. He grasped my hand. "It's all gonna be fine, okay?" I had no reason not to trust Niall, he's never let me down. "O-Okay." I trusted his every word. We laid there for a few more minutes until I heard Niall's tummy growl. I giggled. "Ya hungry?" I asked, he smiled. "Yea, but I didn't want to get up because you just looked so peaceful." I blushed unwillingly. "I love your rosy red cheeks." He complemented me. I looked up at him. "Dido." He laughed. We both then lifted ourselves out of the bed, I noticed I was still wearing Niall's giant sweatpants and giggled as we headed downstairs. "Morning." Amelia greeted us, flashing a cheeky smile whilst doing so. "Morning." I said softly as I kissed her head. "So did you two have fun last night?" Her tone made it obvious she mean't something dirty. "Amelia." I said, giving her a 'don't go there' look. She laughed. "Okay, okay." Amelia backed off. Niall chuckled. During breakfast, I completely forgot about social services, simply just enjoying myself with my two favorite people. "Should I go get dressed?" Amelia asked, I nodded. "You alright?" Niall asked as we sat on the couch together. "Eh, could be better." I responded. He brushed back my hair as I snuggled against his chest. "It'll be fine, babe." He winked, I giggled and blushed. "Ugh, I hate when you do that." I said jokingly, he raised one eyebrow at me. "Do what?" He laughed. "When you wink, you always make me blush when you do that." I admitted. "I like that I make you blush though." I smiled. "I know, I'm just kidding." I kissed his nose, causing now him to blush.

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Ashley's POV:

"Amelia! Social services will be here soon!" I called for Amelia. She came skipping down the stairs in a nice, beautiful, light purple dress. I was shocked at her outfit. "Do you like it?" She asked, I smiled. "Well yea but- Where did you get it?" I asked. "Niall bought it for me." She said. "Your kidding.." I nearly whispered, I looked over at Niall who had just entered the room. "Hey Amelia, you look good." He said, she smiled. "Thanks." She glanced at herself. "You bought this for her?" I asked. "Yea, she said she's never owned a dress before so... I figured I'd buy 'er one." I smiled at him. "You really didn't hav-" "I did though." He walked over to me and softly brushed a piece of my hair out of my face, he looked deep into my eyes. That's usually what he did before kissing me slowly and passionately. He glanced over at Amelia who was peering right at us, he leaned over and kissed my head. I laughed. *Ding dong* The doorbell rang, we all turned our heads as my heart started to beat a little bit faster, and my palms got a little bit warmer. Niall reached for the door. "Hi mr. Horan, I'm Teresa." The strangely nice woman greeted Niall. Thank god it wasn't the girl we had talked to before, she would've treated us so horribly. "Hi Teresa, nice to meet you. I'm Niall, these are my cousin's Amelia and Ashley." He gestured for our presence. "Hi! I'm Amelia, I love puppies." Amelia shook her hand. "Well aren't you the cutest, Amelia. I'm Teresa, it's so nice to meet you." She looked at Amelia in her flowy dress. I looked at Niall and he winked at me, it was obvious he knew what he was doing when he put Amelia in that dress. He was making her look presentable. Amelia fluttered her eyes and giggled. For all my life, she's never been so girly. The two shared a certain look, they obviously planned for Amelia to act all cutesy and what-not. I blushed at Niall's wink, he chuckled. It seemed as if my blushing was now becoming more noticeable. "Well I'm just gonna look around for a moment and then we'll talk to your mother, alright?" She nicely said to Niall. He nodded. The woman walked into the kitchen as I looked back at Amelia and Niall who shared a handshake. "Did you guys plan to act like that?" I asked. Amelia nodded. "Niall said it'd make me look happy and cute." She said, clearly enjoying her little 'part' she was now encouraged to play. I wasn't so sure on how I felt about this, I didn't understand the purpose. Amelia's fine, I didn't know why she had to pretend to be someone she was clearly not. Niall took notice in my confused look. "Uh- Amelia, why don't you show Miss Teresa your room." Niall said, Amelia skipped off. "Okay, before you get mad, just hear me out." He said. "I'm not mad it's just, your teaching her to lie. She's always been an honest little girl, I don't want her to learn that stuff." I stated, he frowned. "She's not though, I just thought It'd take her mind off of the whole situation. She was crying last night because she was afraid of losing you, Ash. I-I just can't stand to see a thirteen year old girl with that much weight on her shoulders. So, I turned it into a game, and, well look how happy she is." He pointed behind me, I glanced over to find Amelia sitting on the counter and swinging her feet. She met my eye line and winked, just like Niall would've. I couldn't help but smile. "Yea, I suppose she is having fun." He smiled. I turned toward him. "Quick, kiss me before Miss Teresa sees." He jokingly pulled my lips to his as I uncontrollably laughed. He broke the kiss and headed to the kitchen, but not before turning back and flashing me a wink that caused a light shade of pink to crawl onto my cheeks. He laughed. "Dammit." I rubbed my cheeks, hoping I could magically wipe the blush off. I smiled though. "Psst... Ashley." Mrs. Horan called from behind me. "Hm?" I asked. "Is that her?" She asked, I nodded. "Oh, okay." She walked out in a very motherly outfit. I was surprised. Her usual attire was very slimming and fashionable, but instead, today it was extremely large and quite boring. "It's ugly, I know." She said, I laughed. "No its just- Well.... Yea." I agreed. We laughed. "I just wanna look like, uh, a mom I guess." She stuttered. "You look great then," We flashed smiles at one another. "Let's go meet this bitch." Mrs. Horan said. I laughed. "She's actually pretty nice," I said. "They always seem 'nice'" She said, she was too funny.

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"Bye Miss Teresa! Thank you!" Amelia waved, Niall slammed the door. "YAY!!!" Amelia shouted, we all jumped up and down screaming as I ran into Nialls arms. "We did it!" He shouted, I grinned. "You did it, Niall." He smiled and kissed me. Amelia and Mrs. Horan weren't paying attention to us so he made it more subtle. "I'm hungry." He said, I giggled. "Lets go eat.." I patted his tummy.

 

Niall's POV:

"I'm gonna go take a shower!" Ashley shouted for me. "Kay!" I hollered. It was a pretty long day, after miss Teresa left saying Amelia was living a great life here, we celebrated a little bit. Ordered pizza, ate some ice cream. Then Amelia crashed on the couch and my mom headed off to work. I walked over to sleeping Amelia and grabbed the back of her knees, supporting her head with my other arm. "Niall." She mumbled, I couldn't help but laugh. "Yes?" I said. "Today was fun." She softly spoke. I chuckled. "Glad you had fun." I kissed her head. I walked slower up the stairs as I knew It was more risky. I wouldn't want to drop her. I got to my room and placed her softly on my bed. "Niall..." She whispered again. "Hm?" I asked, she grasped my sleeve. "Sing me a lullaby?" She asked. I smiled. "Course, darling." It didn't take me long to think of a song, I lived with music. It was my life. I quickly whipped up the lyrics to 'Wanted' by Hunter Hayes and began to sing.

"I just wanna wrap you up, wanna kiss your lips, I- Wanna make you feel wanted."

I saw as her eyes slowly shut to the sound of my voice. I smiled.

"I wanna call you mine, wanna hold your hand- forever. Never let you forget it, baby I- Wanna make you feel wanted."

It didn't take long for her to eventually drift off to a deep sleep. "You and your sister are beautiful." I kissed her head. I figured she needed to hear that. From what I know, her father wasn't one to "compliment" her very often. Therefor, I had to be the one to tell her how perfect she was. "Thank you." She whispered. I smiled. "Anytime." I brushed my palm on the top of her head. I mean't what I said to her, I truly know she's beautiful. I just hope she knows it too.

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