My bully's boyfriend...

People would just knock me down. But I still get up. I dust my pants off and try not to let those hurtful things get to me.

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17. Niall, let me go

chapter 17

I was getting hot. And it didnt't feel comfortable. It really felt uncomfortable. Man, I don't like this feeling. I hate it, I just want it to go away. Please. The man I assumed was his father was staring me down, and I definately felt uncomfortable. Actually I was waaaaay past that. Beyond uncomfortable, like my feelings were mixed with annoyance and awkwardness 100x that. His mother was just staring at me like Niall had just bought an alien home. I just wish that none of all this happened. Niall should just go back to Hayley, she's got everything. What do I have? Wait, what am I talking about? Wait, what?

Niall sighed and continued. "This is Rosie." he said to both the adults that were in front of us as he bought his hand up to my shoulder and left it there. "She's staying for the night."

Well, that seemed to be the end of it. But I plan to stay by Niall's side throughout the whole dinner. Niall, being the gentleman he is lately, handed me a plate with some steak, mashed potatoes, peas and some gravy. The dinner seemed nice and quiet. Until the woman spoke up.

"Well, that's nice of you, not to introduce us to your little friend here, Niall." she said glaring at him. Then she turned to me and said, "We're Niall's parents, call me Karen and this is John." gesturing to themselves. John was still staring at me, making it umcomfortable for me to eat. From the corner of my eye, I saw Niall tense up. I think he knew about what was going on with his father.

"Hey, are you alright?" he leaned over and whispered to me. My silence seemed to give him an answer. He sat up straight and continued to eat his food.

"YOU KNOW IT'S FUCKING RUDE TO STARE!"

Niall yelled and slammed his fist against the table, making everyone jump. I looked up at him and he was staring at his father, his face red with anger.

HIs father let out a small chuckle and a smirk. "You know you shouldn't swear in front of your sister here." This seemed to boil Niall's anger even more.

His jaw clenched as his stare on his father didn't break. "I'm sorry, Ava." he said before pulling me up and dragging me away from the dinner table, and pulling me upstairs and into his bedroom.

He slammed me against the wall and smashed his lips onto mine. He kissed roughly, like he needed it. I wasn't kissing back so it was awkward for me and probaby him. I felt my stomach drop at every kiss he gave me. What is this feeling? I've never felt this way before. Well, it's my first kiss and I can't tell Niall that, he'll probably tease me about it and tell everyone once we get back to school.

2 seconds later, he pinched my hip and slowed down his kisses. I winced at that. It was probably because I didn't kiss back. He then pulled back, making sure his lips were hovering over mine. "Why aren't you kissing back?" he whispered. He seemed hurt.

"I've never been kissed before."

He seemed shock about this. His ocean blue eyes were staring into my boring brown ones. For a few seconds, I really admired his emotion. Hurt, mixed with a bit of guilt. His eyebrows were furrowed. He leaned in and kissed the side of my lips before fully pulling away. He went to grab the towel off the side of his computer and turned to look at me.

"I'm just going for a shower, just sit on the bed and don't leave." And with that, he left for his shower. I sighed, and laid down flat on my back on his bed. It was comfy, bouncy too.

I'm scared now. I'm scared of what Niall's dad will do to me, even though he hasn't said a word to me. It's just gives me the shivers down my spine. My eyes are closed, trying to think of something happy, something that will take me away.

"Already sleepin'?" an Irish accent interrupted the peaceful atmosphere.

"N-no." I said, sitting up. Niall was in a pair of Calvin Kleins when I opened my eyes. He chucked on a pair of sweatpants but left himself shirtless. "Aren't you going to put a shirt on, you're going to get sick."

"How are you feeling?" he changed the subject. I decided to drop it, seeing that he doesn't answer most of my questions.

"Fine. I'm going to get changed." I said, walking over to my bag and pulling out a onesie. "Could I use your bathroom?" I asked.

"Go for it."

I walked into the bathroom, and locked the door. His bathroom looked nice. It was all a creme-ish, white colour. It looked nice and it matched his bedroom and his house.

I stripped down and stepped into my onesie, feeling cosy. It was just a plain black, with a small pink heart with what looked like cat eyes where the breast pocket normally is.

I stepped out to see Niall laying on his bed, checking something on his phone and scratching his the back of his neck. "So, is there a spare bedroom I can sleep in?" I asked, rubbing my palms together. That's a new and an annoying habit I've gotten into now.

He laughed out loud at this one. "You think you're going to be sleeping by yourself when my whore of a father could just barge in and rape you?" he shouted, making me jump in my spot. I looked down and twiddled with my thumbs, not knowing what to say. I could feel the blood rush up to my cheeks, filled with embarrassment.

"No, you're sleeping here... with me." he said shaking his head. After he said that, my tummy grumbled. He looked at me and laughed. "Well, I guess someone didn't eat their dinner." he said as I felt my cheeks heat up again. "I'll get you some food." was all he said before he left the room.

I let out a big sigh, feeling like I've held my breath during that talk. I walked over to the couch and laid myself out completely.

After a few minutes of laying down with my eyes closed, I hear the door being opened and closed. I opened my eyes to see Niall with two plates of food. He came over to me and handed me a plate with what was on it earlier. As soon as we sat down, we started on our food.

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We've just finished our dinner and Niall told me to start getting ready for bed. I sit quietly on his bed with the covers over me, looking around, taking in my surroundings. The door opened and in came a stressed looking Niall.

"Is there something wrong?" I asked.

He walked over and slipped under the covers as he switched off the lamp beside him, making the whole room pitch dark.

"Lie down."

I rolled my eyes and did what I was told. I was laying down, facing away from him as he slipped his arms around my waist as he pulled me closer.

"Goodnight, Rosie." Niall said before hearing light snores coming from him a few minutes later.

"Goodnight, Niall." I replied.

I then drifted off to sleep.

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I woke up with a dry feeling in my throat. I look over to the clock to see the time, reading 2:19AM.

'I need a drink of water,' I thought to myself. I looked over my shoulder to see Niall on his back, his arm no longer around me. I slipped out of bed slowly, making sure that every move I made didn't make Niall wake up.

As soon I was off the bed, I tiptoed-sprinted to the door, and I was thankful that the flooring was carpet. I opened the door slowly, watching Niall just in case he woke up.

Thinking that he won't, I stepped out into the cold air outside in the hallway. I walked down the stairs and looked for a kitchen. I took the familiar path to the dining room and spotted the kitchen not far from it.

As I reached for a glass and turned on the tap, I heard faint yelling coming from past the glass doors on the other side of the kitchen and dining. I could just make out their conversation.

"I SAID I FUCKING CHEATED ON YOU, ALRIGHT?" It was probably Karen and John.

There was a small pause, and then someone speaking softly.

"WITH WHO?" what sounded like Karen yelled.

"WITH YOUR FUCKING BEST FRIEND, CHERRY," Karen walked in holding a glass and a bottle of red wine. "YOU KNOW CHERRY?" he yelled back. She must've been angry and heartbroken, 'cuz she then smashed the glass of wine onto the tiles of the dining room. Half of the glass came sliding over to the half of the kitchen while the other half. Thinking that she didn't have enough, she smashed the bottle of wine too. She wiped a few tears and looked up to see me. She looked shocked to see me witness and listen to what had happened.

"I-I'm s-sorry." she said and walked away.

I stood there shocked myself. Isn't she going to- Never mind.

I turned around and filled up my glass when I feel muscular arms around me

"Niall, let me go."

"Oh, I'm not Niall."

 

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