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?


44. What have I done?

Crystals POV 

My whole body trembles with nerves, like it used to when my dad got home at night after he'd been at the pub. I bite down hard on my lip, the iron taste of my blood seeping into my mouth.
"Hey, princess." Niall smiles widely at me from the kitchen counter. He was sat on top of it, glass of coke and phone in hand. Perrie was sat with Zayn on two of the barstools and when she sees me, she takes his hand and leads him out of the room. She closes the door behind her and the sound rings out for what seems like hours.
"What's wrong?" He asks, concerned. His eyes wandering from the door to me. He gets down from the counter, opening his arms for a hug but I shake my head and raise my hand swiftly. He looks crestfallen; his arms lingering in the air. He slowly lowers them to his side and his eyes round out.
"Are you okay?" He prods, immediately glancing at my wrists. 
"I'm, I'm, f-fine." I manage to stutter, pulling my wrists behind my back. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. What was I doing?!
"Niall, I'm..." I trail off, squeezing my eyes shut in fear. 
"You're what?" He steps closer, eyebrows drawn together. My heart hammers as I say the two words I was so afraid of admitting.
"I'm pregnant." 

Crystals POV 

He doesn't say anything for a long time. Such a long time, I begin to think he hasn't heard me. I crack open my lids, afraid of what I might see. I take him in. His eyes were blank; face unreadable. 
"Niall..." I start to say but he turns sharply away from me suddenly and crashes out of the kitchen door. I listen, heart hammering, as the front door slams shut too. 
What had I done?
How could I have been so stupid... To think that he would want to stay with me. To have this baby with me... Me of all people. All I'd done was cause him harm and thrown his kindness back in his face when he'd showered me with it. He deserved a real girlfriend. One that wasn't scarred like me, one that wasnt disturbed like me. 
One that wasnt broken.
I crumple to the floor, tears flowing quickly down my face and my ragged breaths burn my lungs.
"Crystal?" Perrie calls, crashing into the kitchen seconds later. I shake my head, burying it in my hands.
"What have I done, Perrie?" I ask, resisting the urge to scream. 
What have I done? 

Niall's POV 

The sunlight streams down and hits me in the face as I run down the path leading away from the house. Tears begin to form in my eyes. What have I done?
"Niall!" Someone calls but I don't bother turning round. I run and run till I step on something sharp and curse under my breath in pain. I was barefoot and could already feel the cut stinging. 
"Niall," It repeats, coming closer as I limp to the pavement. I sit down on the edge, burying my face in my hands. Louis sits down beside me, out of breath from running after me.
"Niall, what are you doing?" He asks, looking at me from the side.
"What have I done, Louis." I murmur, shaking my head as the first tears begin to fall. 
"What's happened?" His worried eyes meet mine as I look up.
"Crystals... Crystal, she's..." I take a deep breath. 
"She's pregnant." I finish. I feel his body tense up beside me, watching his face shift as he processes what I just told him.
"I presume it's yours?" He says simply. I bite my lip and nod. 
"Niall, mate..." He breathes, looking down at the gravel.
"What am I going to do?" I ask, desperate. 
"Aren't you happy?" Louis looks at me and frowns, confused. 
"No." I chew on my lip as more tears threaten to fall. 
"Why not?"
"I'm not god enough, Lou. I won't be able to be a dad... I can't. I won't be able to be there for Crystal, either. She'll need me constantly and I won't be there. I'll be jetting off on tour and leaving her. She's stuck with me now, Lou. Forever. She can't just leave because we're going to have a child now. She'll have a constant reminder everytime she looks at them! What if she doesn't love me? What if she's been waiting to leave for the past month now? What if this is going to stop her from living her dreams... From becoming something. I won't be a good enough dad or partner, Louis. I know I won't." I take a deep breath and try to stop the tears from falling as I clench my fists and close my eyes. 
"Lou?" Eleanor calls out, jogging up the street; Susie beside her. 
"Here," he calls back. The two girls come to a stop and Susie squats on her knees infront of me; looking straight at me. 
"Niall what's wrong?" El asks me, looking at Louis with a worried look. He shakes his head slightly and opens his mouth to speak.
"Crystal's pregnant," I sigh, clenching my fists tightly. I watch as Susie and her exchange a quick look.
"We knew, Niall." Eleanor admits. 
"And we also know you're going to be the best dad anyone could ask for. Go and talk to her," Susie offers me a small smile. Unexpected anger coarses through me and I go to stand up. 
"What are you on about?" I seathe, channelling all my anger towards her. I watch as her eyes become wide in shock and fear. 
"Niall, i-" she starts to stammer but I cut her off, standing up and clenching my fists. 
"You dont even know me! You've only been with Harry for what-" I throw my arms around in exasperation at her. 
"Like four months?! You can't tell me what to do or what I'm going to be," I seethe, my breathing becoming harder. Susie looks terrified of me but I was too worked up to feel anything but amger. 
"Susie!" Harry shouts out, rushing up to us. Louis stands up from the pavement and Eleanor places a hand on his upper arm as Harry turns Susie to face him.
"Susie what's wrong?" He asks her gently, pushing her face into his chest. She sniffs loudly and begins to cry harder; soaking his shirt with her tears. 
"What did you say?" Harry snaps his eyes to me; furious. I was still seething.
"She doesn't have the right to tell me anything, Harry!" I spit at him through gritted teeth.
"Don't speak to her like that!" He booms at me, nudging Susie behind his back who rushes over and buries her face into Eleanor.
"Oh piss off, Harry!" I shout back, lifting up a hand ready to fight. Louis steps between us, pushing me back by the chest. All I can see is red and Harry's eyes flash with equal anger. 
"Don't piss all of us off just because you made a mistake!" He seethes at me, face becoming red. 
"Guys!" Danielle's voice echoes down the street and I look past Harry to see her rushing up.
"Don't you dare bring her into it!" I shout, snapping my attention back to him and clenching my fists as Louis struggles to pull me back. Harry squares up to me just as Danielle catches up to us and steps infront of him.
"Stop being so damn immature, Harry!" Danielle prods a finger into his chest and he shoots a look over his shoulder at Susie, who was still crying into Eleanor, guilt plastered over his face. 
"And you!" She spins on her heel to look up at me. 
"You need to sort yourself out, Niall! Crystal's back in the house crying her heart out on the kitchen floor to Perrie! And I don't give a shit if you're scared! Crystal's terrified too! So man up and stop worrying for just a damn second! She needs you, Niall! She cried for hours in the bathroom before we found her! Don't you think that walking out like that just made her feel ten times as worse?!" She rages at me, her words spitting out of her mouth. They were harsh but true. I should be there with her. I hadn't stopped to think about how she might feel. She must be petrified. Crystal was so fragile and... Broken. I should be the one comforting her. 
"You're right," I murmur, sighing deeply. Compassion takes over Danielle's eyes and she places a hand gently on my forearm. 
"Go back and talk to her," she says softly. I bite my lip and nod, tugging at the roots of my hair tensely. Louis pats me on the back and more guilt washes over me as I spot Harry hugging a still weeping Susie. 
"I'm so sorry, Susie." I say cautiously, stepping towards them. She lifts her head up from Harry's chest, big brown eyes meeting mine. She opens her mouth to say something but Harry cuts her off. 
"Just go, Niall." He snaps coldly with a dismissive look, obviously still angry. I sigh and begin walking; guilt and worry the only things I can concentrate on. 

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