Catch Me Before I Fall

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  • Published: 9 Feb 2013
  • Updated: 27 Oct 2013
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I'm just a girl, there's nothing wrong, my abusive mother is an alcoholic person, ever since my dad passed away. I hate One Direction, by the way....Now everything is messed up because my stupid mum that needs money, and I have to marry this stupid guy I don't know. All I want is for someone to Catch Me Before I fall oh and my names Dylan LeVale, did I mention?


26. Paris Paradise

                                                                       Dylan's P.O.V

     His face finally turned red. I stood there looking at my scars. I covered them with my hand.
"W-Why." Was the only thing he said. I looked away, forcing myself to look away from his pleading eyes. "Tell me." He eagerly yelled. I shook my head. 
"N-no." Was the only thing I said. His jaw was formed- to grinding his teeth. He wiped his tears and walked over me, gripping his hands onto my writs, removing my hand from the wrist that I was belonged to. He broke into crying. 
"W-why, please Dylan I haven't seen you so much. Please tell m-me." He sniffed. I couldn't tell him about mum, possibly he might get hurt, even more than I did. I paused, looking at his face. God, I just can't tell my brother this- it's hard. Should I tell him about the marriage I'm deffiantly nervous about? 
    "Stress." I half lied. Of course- yeah that's not lying- it's half telling the stress, right? I bite my tongue. 
"Lies." He looked at me. "Pathetic, you know better Dylan." He removed his hands and idmediatly rubbing his temples. I rolled my eyes. Is it that noticeable?
"Stop rolling your eyes! Tell me!" He glared at me. "Please, the truth." 
I shivered. I hate the word, Truth. It always make me scared- the truth. When dad passed away and Zach was at a slumber party. Mum always abused me.
'Mum!' I cried. She kicked me. 'I'm telling the truth!' 
Sobbing into my eyes, mum grabbed a stick and started beating the shit out of me. I would screamed and yell.
'DO NOT SAY THE WORD 'Truth' ANYMORE!' She screamed.
   "T-the truth. I-I um, erm, let's just say when we were 8. Dad passed away, and stress." It wasn't half way all the truth. He looked at me.
"I'm sorry, I wish I could help. I promise once you get married, I will guide you through everything- to get away from the past." He hold on to my shoulder and hugged me. I hugged back- no. 
"No thanks. I'm fine, it's from 2 years already." I chuckled in the a fake laugh. He nodded, "Thank you. Please stop cutting." He then left. I sat there in the chair. I rubbed my head, lies.
I heard a knock. I didn't really answered.
"It's Niall." He sighed. 
"Go away!" I commanded.
"No. Let me in." 
   I forgot that the door wasn't locked. He opened it. The door sung out; holding a 2 boxes of PIZZAS? I looked at him confused. 
He locked the door and sat next to me.
"I'm sorry." His voice sighed. In the voice that finally cooled me.
"I don't forgive you for saying that I cut. Which you saw me cut while doing a music song." I tempered to scowl.
"I lied, for you." He sighed, "Forgive me- with pizza?" 
   I gulped- of course I'm hungry. "What kind?"
"Pepperoni and combo." He smiled as he lift it up.
I gulped, my favorites. "Okay- just this once." I smiled. 
He chuckled. I grabbed the box, sitting in the chair. I opened the box- smelling fresh pizza. Yum. My stomach growled.
"Haha, I guess your hungry." He smirked. I rolled my eyes and took a bite of my pizza- hmm pepperoni. 
"Delicious huh?" 
I nodded, why does he ask such questions?
He looked at me and looked away grabbing the pizza and eating it. I saw him enjoyed it. Eating it like for 5 seconds and to another. I wasn't even finished with my first one. I took a sip with my soda and relaxed. The heels of mine clicked. It was an awkward silence. 
  "I'm sorry, am I awkwarding you?" He said in his sad Irish accent. Man I love that accent. Is awkwarding a word. 
"No. I'm just thinking." 
He nodded. 
"I'm sorry." 
I smiled. "Unicorns." 
"I said Unicorns.....that means apology accepted. Now can I have a hug. I feel lonely. And my god damn mother gave me no jacket, I'm wearing a dress." He nodded, giving in a Horan Hug. I didn't laugh, but smiled.
I let go. "What time is it?" 
"6:30.....We should probably meet our people at the hotel." I nodded.
I walked out. "I"ll see you soon right, sissy?" Zach kissed my forehead. I nodded, "See you soon Zachster." I hugged him and waving to Sophia.
I walked out with Niall, pulling my luggage. It's strange how Niall is with strange.
We arrived to the hotel. I walked in, cameras flashing towards us. Paparazzi taking photos. I hurried away from them. Personal space much? Bitch get away from me urgh..I walked into the room.
"Ah Madame and sir Horan? Okay room 283. Special room." He said. I frowned. 
"Horan? No-"
"Dylan and Naill...yes....right this way." He pushed us into the elevator and our luggage and handed us the key. 
"What?" I asked. Niall looked confused. 
"I'm confucked........" Was the only thing I said....Paris Paradise...and confusion.


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