Broken Crystals

When Crystal collapses in the middle of the road after another beating, headlights are the last thing she sees. She wakes up in a strange house, surrounded by five strange boys. She refuses to relax around them or be herself. But can the one Irish boy with the beautiful blue eyes show her what it means to be loved and fix her cracks?

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72. Paper Plates

Crystal's POV

Smiling around the garden at everyone, I jiggle Calla on my hip and she chuckles happily. I was standing in the open doorway to the garden. The sun shines heavily down on everyone; their eyes bright and cheerful. We were in the garden of the boy's house, celebrating Calla's first birthday.
Wow.
It seemed like yesterday when I first held her.
When I first kissed Niall. 
When I first met him. 
"Happy 1st birthday my little Angel," Niall comes over and places a kiss on her chubby cheek and she turns, wrapping her small arms around his neck and clenching tightly. He chuckles before picking her arms off him and I grin as his lips crush to mine. Pulling back, I smile brightly up at him. This was the happiest I had been in years.
And it was all because of him.
"Thank you," I murmur, meeting his eyes. He frowns in confusion before reaching out and tracing the line of my jaw with his forefinger gently.
"For what?"
"Everything." I reply, standing on my tip toes to kiss him again.
"Okay, Okay guys break it up." Harry complains, stepping between us and chuckling before pinching Cee's cheek gently.
"Happy birthday beautiful," He says before kissing her small button nose. She smiles broadly at him. 
"Come on," Susie appears beside him and takes my forearm, pulling me over to where everyone is crowding around the marquee set up.

***

Laughing I take a sip of drink and smile as I watch Calla crawl around the grass after Lux. 
"Perrie?" Zayn calls from the kitchen doorway that leads straight out into the garden. Perrie hums from the blanket beside me; straw of her drink pressed between her lips. 
"We've run out of paper plates." He holds up the last plate, waving it around in the air. She nods and puts her drink down, going to stand up. Shaking my head, I pull her back down and stand up myself.
"I'll go," I say, brushing the grass from my maxi-dress.
"Are you sure?" She asks and I nod, saying I'll be fine. Walking over to where Niall stands at the bbq beside his Dad, I quickly kiss him and tell him where I'm going over the music coming from the speakers beside them on each side.
"Don't be too long," Niall calls, spatula gripped in hand. 
"I won't," I promise, blowing a kiss at him before stepping into the house. Grabbing my keys, phone and purse I head out of the door and down the street. 

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