Do you Promise?

Alyssa is abused at home, bullied at school, and doesn't have many friends. One day she runs away from home and right into the arms of a blonde-haired, blue-eyed Irish boy. But what happens when others fall for her? And what about the past she left at home?


12. Laser-Tag Horror and New Life


Harry's P.O.V

When she kissed me, I realized that if she gave me this chance, then I was going to take it. I pushed her onto the bed and pulled her shirt off. She tried to pull away, but in the heat of the moment I pulled her closer. Then Niall came in. Shit.

He punched me square in the jaw. Hard. I realized that he was really protective of Aly, and I didn't want to ruin the band. So, as hard as it was, I dropped my feelings for her. Niall deserved her, he was better for her. I was so grateful when he finally calmed down and talked to her. When Louis changed the subject to Laser-Tag, I smiled evilly. I rocked at Laser-Tag. 

When we got there, six other people joined us. There were two typical teenage girls, one blonde and one brunette, and four guys. Two of them looked like they were really nice, and they were probably the girls' boyfriends. The other two looked like bullies. That's an understatement. They had piercings everywhere, and gauges in their ears. There were tattoos all over their shoulders and arms. They had huge fists, and were cracking them.

When Aly saw them, a look of pure terror came over her face, but she struggled to hide it. I was the only one to see her change in face, however, because the boys were getting their vests on. I swung mine on and buckled it. I knew this was just Laser-Tag and nothing would happen, but I promised to protect Aly from those menacing guys. 

Aly's P.O.V:

No. No no no no no. They couldn't be here. Not now. I was so happy, did he really have to take that from me? The two intimidating guys were my father's friends, and he used to let them rape me. I shuddered at the horrid memory, and tried to shrug it off. Maybe they didn't know who I was. But, just in case, I stayed as close to Niall as possible.

They let us into the arena, and it was dark. As my eyes slowly adjusted, I saw our team's base, and their team's base. There were lots of hiding spots and even a second level. This place would be amazing, if I wasn't so scared. Niall realized that I was shaking. "Aly, are you ok?" I nodded.

Swallowing my fear, I replied, "Yeah, I'm just anxious to get this started!" I faked a smile, and that seemed to please him. I made up my mind that I would hide as long as I could from the two monsters on the opposite end of the arena. The buzzer rang, and I raced up to the second floor, trying to avoid being seen. I found a very well hidden crack in the wall that was big enough for five people. I rained fire on the other team, confusing them because they couldn't find me. I was actually beginning to enjoy myself. A blue vested person came flying up the ramp, and saw my bright lights. He came running over to me, and I found that it was Liam. "Hey, how you holding up?" He asked, while firing repeatedly at one of the teenage girls on the opposite team. I nodded. i was in the zone, hitting more red targets than I would have thought possible. At the end of the round, the guns shut off and the highest scoring player was announced: me! I gave Liam a huge hug, and he gave me a kiss. I pulled back, shocked as he said, "Good job. I need to tell you that I love you." Then he kissed me again, and I didn't even mind. His cool lips felt good against my hot ones, and I kissed him back. Realizing that he wasn't Niall, I pulled away. "Aly, I'm sorry, after what you just went through, I promise I'll never do it again." I nodded, knowing Liam would stick to his word. Then, Niall came running up the ramp, eyed Liam suspiciously, and picked me up. He twirled me around in a circle, and kissed me. His kiss was a lot more passionate and longer than Liam's. I loved his kisses. I lived for them. "Good job, babe," he said, breath heavy. He was sweating. "God, Niall, what did you do? Run to the moon and back?" I laughed softly. A beautiful smile lit up his face, and he looked down. When he looked up, he was suddenly serious. "No, but I would for you, love." "I love you, Niall, so so much." "I love you, too, Aly." The second round buzzer went off, and I went back to my hiding spot. I hadn't been there for very long when I saw a red vest coming towards me, lighting up several tattoos and piercings that were close to the lights. No. I needed to run, but I couldn't. This man had stolen my virginity, and yet I still couldn't move. He had beaten the life out of me, but his eyes held mine, paralyzing me. He came into the hiding spot.

"Well, well, well, look who we have here." He smiled evilly. I backed up into the corner as far as I could, whimpering. I was standing, and suddenly had a moment of courage. I stepped out of the corner and looked at him with hatred and all of the emotions that had been coiling up inside me, waiting to strike. "Look at the little baby, thinking she's so brave. Well guess what, hun, you are never going to see that pathetic excuse you call a boyfriend ever again." That infuriated me.

"Yes I will and you wo-" I was cut off as his studded fist came in contact with my soft stomach. It was an effective hit, and made a deep thump.  He had hit right on top of my stomach. I screamed, which made him smile. Then, to make matters worse, he kicked my right underneath my ribs, where my lungs were vulnerable. I fell to the ground, curling up in the fetal position. My stomach throbbed, and it felt like my lungs were on fire. I could barely breathe, and I was spitting up blood. He fled off into the game, and all I saw was lights flashing and heard laser beams firing, except it was in slow motion. The last thing I felt was my vocal cords straining as I called out, "NIALL!" I knew he heard me. Then my eyes closed and I faded into darkness for the second time in two months.

Niall's P.O.V:

I was just getting into the game when I heard a scream. Aly. Aly was hurt, and I hadn't been there to protect her. I raced up the ramp to try to find her. Then I heard a more desperate, pain-filled scream, "NIALL!" I followed the sound of her voice, and the first thing I saw was blood, and a lot of it. She was lying on the ground, barely breathing, curled up in a tight ball. Liam must have heard her scream, too, because he was at my side in seconds. "C'mon man, MOVE!" He screamed at me, trying to get me out of my trance. This wasn't fair. Why did everything have to happen to Aly? Shaking my head, I scooped her up and ran to the exit doors in the arena. Zayn literally kicked them open, and I raced out of the building to the car. "Please, baby, please don't die on me. We'll get you to the hospital. Just stay with me. Please, Aly." I whispered in her ear as Louis furiously drove to the hospital. Ironically, she was taken to the same room and given the same doctor. This was the part that I dreaded. The wait. I stayed by her side the entire time, whether the doctors were performing surgery or not. 

*Two Days Later*

I had been taken to the waiting room by the boys, who said they couldn't bear not being able to help me through this. An hour later the doc came out. She didn't say anything, just handed me some X-Rays. I leafed through them, not understanding anything. 

I looked up at the doctor, "What does all this mean?"

She smiled out of sympathy for me, "Why don't you go ask her?" 

This was most definitely the best moment of my life. I made it to her room in 2.3 seconds, and sat down beside her. She was sitting up watching TV, but looked fine. She turned to me, and said, "Do you wanna hear the good news, the bad news, or the really bad news first?" I wasn't in a mood to be sad, I had just found out that she was alive. "Uh, the good news." She smiled. "Well, I'm alive." To which I replied, "Thank you Captain Obvious." She giggled, then cut herself short and sucked in a breath. She was in a lot of pain. "No, the good news is that the bruise under my ribs should only take a few days to heal."

Anxiuosly, I sat up straight. "And now the bad news." I braced myself. "Well, I lost a lot of blood when I threw it up, so I have to be here on IV for a week." That wasn't so bad, but there was more.


She took in a long, shaky breath, "Niall, I don't know how best to tell you." By this time she was crying. I sat next to her on the bed and cradled her in my arms.

Aly's P.O.V:

I couldn't tell him. He would be devastated, heartbroken. But he had to know. 

"When he, uh, kicked me in the stomach, he kicked in just the right place for a tumor to form."

He looked down at me, eyes red and tears falling freely. "And the doctors can get it out, right?" 

"Niall, they can't, not without killing me. It turned into a cancerous tumor last night. Niall, I'm going to die."

He looked at me, devastated like I knew he would be. Then he started crying, just letting it all out. "Babe, I will pay for the best doctors if it means-" "Niall, listen to me, no doctor can save me. It's just not going to happen." "But, Aly, love, if you leave me, I won't have anything else to live for."

I laid my head on his shoulder. Now it was my turn to cry. The doctor came back in. "I have some information," she said quietly, "Alyssa here has a year to live before the tumor takes over her stomach and lungs." That made the two of us cry even harder. Even after the doctor left, we held each other until the middle of the night.


*A week later*

Aly's P.O.V:

The boys always made sure that I was comfortable at home. Tonight was Saturday night, and Niall was taking me to the park for some unknown reason. We wanted to cherish every moment we had with one another. After I grabbed a coat, we headed out to the car. It was about 8:30, and and the sun was beginning to sink in the sky. Once we got there, he unpacked a blanket right beside a river, and unpacked the food. I smiled, thinking of how much food he ate. I sat down beside him on the blanket and asked, "Niall, what are we doing here, exactly?" 

He looked at me with his brilliant blue eyes, "Well, a little birdy told me that one of your things on your bucket list was to see a sunset with your boyfriend." I smiled at him. He had read my journal where I kept the things I wanted to do before I died. "And we are going to do everything that's on that list," he said, then smiled at me and pulled me close. He kissed my hair, and I felt a tear fall on my head. He was trying to be strong for me. I loved him for that. I turned my head around, and just as the sun set, we kissed. His eyes widened halfway through the kiss, and he pulled away. He stood up and quickly put the blanket and food in the trunk of the car. 

He pulled off his shirt, looked around, and then pulled off his pants. "NIALL, what are you doing?!?" I asked him, trying not to giggle. He came over to me, and said, "Get undressed." I hesitated. As if reading my mind, he said, "No, we're not doing the deed. Just trust me." I slowly got undressed, like butt naked, and he grabbed my wrist. He pulled me into the water, out to where we could swim. It felt so good. 

"You also said in your journal that you wanted to go skinny-dipping in the dark." He said mischievously. We swam around, always staying close to each other. We came closer, and closer, and kissed. "Thank you so much for making my dreams come true." I said softly. "No problem, princess." 


In the next two months we did everything on my bucket list, which included swimming with dolphins, going sky-diving, and climbing Mt. Everest. We swam with sharks, went to Australia, and even did the deed. It was a shock to me that I enjoyed it because I had been raped as a kid. Three weeks later, we found out that I was pregnant. This was how I told Niall.

I called for Niall to come from his man-cave where he watched football all night, and he came running up. I didn't have a baby bump yet, so he didn't know about it. There was a gift wrapped in teddy bear wrapping paper. He looked at me with the strangest look on his face. I couldn't hold a straight face. he opened it, and saw a pair of little girl sandals. He looked at me, admiration and love shining through. "Are we-" "Yes, Niall, we're having a baby. She's due ten months before I, um." He just nodded, then came over and kissed me. "Our little baby will have the sweetest and most caring mother in the world." He kissed my nose, and went to finish making dinner.

When our baby first kicked, I called him, and he came over. He placed his warm hands on the sides of my belly and felt a kick. He leaned down to my belly and kissed it. "Hi, little Horan. It's Daddy. I love you, both of you." He kissed my belly again and helped me over to a chair.


****Author's note**** So so so so so sorry for not updating sooner, but I was having a hard time thinking of when I thought of this I couldn't stop writing and after I wrote all of it realized that I should have split it up into other chapters. Thanks for reading <33****


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