I turned slowly. "Niall," I started gently but he was angry. His face was washed with bright moonlight making his blonde hair stand out and his fists were clenched.
"You can't run away, you can't," he told us and every word was stern. I'd never seen him like this before.
I couldn't speak, my voice was lost and my hands shook slightly. Liam stepped forwards slightly trying to reason with his friend. "It's ok, Niall, I can explain."
"You don't need to explain," Niall snapped. "I already understand what you're doing and you can't, you can't take her away."
I looked between them sadly. I could tell there was an unspoken meaning between them and I was confused. What was going on?
"Liam, what?" I questioned him tugging on his arm. He looked round at me, eyes worried.
He didn't speak. I looked to Niall. He met my eyes and he frowned.
"Annie, you can't run away with him, please don't," he said to me. He was pleading.
I still couldn't speak. I was so confused, so upset. I tried to reply, I really did but I couldn't.
"Niall, look, you don't understand," Liam told him and he sounded tired.
"Of course, I understand!" Niall yelled and he looked fierce. It was scary. Niall had not been this angry in all this time of me meeting him. Obviously he was very annoyed with us.
"No you really don't," Liam replied darkly and he turned away.
"Don't turn your back on me, Liam," Niall snapped. Liam didn't turn back though. "You know, you know you can't run away with her. You know it."
Liam said nothing. I couldn't help it but want to hug the both of them, tell them to stop arguing and tell me what was going on so I would understand. I couldn't though.
"I could have tried, Niall," Liam muttered.
"I can't believe it. You would just leave us, go and fend for yourself." Niall sounded upset now and disbelieving. The anger on his face was turning to sadness. "Liam, I never thought you would be like that."
I bit my lip, tears in my eyes. I then managed to speak, "I don't understand."
Liam turned at my voice and he suddenly looked upset. He stepped towards me, tried to get my hand but I stepped back. His face paused for a minute, as though he couldn't quite get it how I had stepped away from him. "It's ok, Annie."
"No it's not," I replied. I looked round to Niall. "I don't understand what's going on but he's right we can't just leave them to save ourselves. We're in this together, we're all in danger now. We have to stick together, make a plan."
Neither of them said anything. I crossed my arms feeling cold. "What ever is going on, because I can tell there is something else going on, I want to know."
They exchanged a look and again neither of them answered.
"Fine then." I couldn't help it, I snapped. I then started to walk off. "I'm going to bed."
No one called me back so I kept on walking feeling heavy with the wait of everything. Not another thing to the pile, I don't think I can take anymore. I stormed into the kitchen making Harry, Louis and Zayn jump who were all awake and in the kitchen even in the middle of the night. I stopped in my tracks.
"Where have you been?" asked Harry, he sounded curious.
"Outside," I replied and I sunk into a chair, feeling bitter.
"With who?" He asked.
"Liam and Niall," I told him. I had no effort to conceal the fact.
He nodded. "What were you doing?"
I shrugged. "Talking about things."
"About what?" he asked.
I suddenly stood up. "Just stop it, ok? I'm fed up of this."
Everyone went still and quite. They looked surprised.
"I can't take much more!" I yelled just as Niall and Liam joined the room both looking angry and annoyed with each other. No one said anything. Maybe they had never seen me this angry.
I looked around at them, one by one. "I'm sorry but really, there is something going on isn't there? I'm not talking about the whole black mail thing. There is something going on and I'm so fucking sick and tired of people talking behind my back. Why can't you just tell me what's going on?"
I was shouting now, really shouting, angry tears running down my face. I couldn't stop, everything was pouring out now. "Everything is just going wrong, why can't things be simple? Why can't someone just fucking give me a break? What the fuck is going on? Just tell me!"
Everyone seemed too stunned to say anything. I looked round at them all, dropping into the chair below me and saying more quietly, "maybe it was a mistake that you ever let me live with you."
It was silent for a few moments before Harry spoke up, "don't say that, Annie."
"Well I did say it," I replied. "And I mean it. All I've done is given you trouble and myself trouble to."
"It's ok, Annie," Harry told me but I shook my head.
"No it's not," I snapped. I stood up again. "Why am I even still here? Ever since I came to live with you all, it's caused trouble. Everything I have anything to do with just turns into a mess. You all tell me it's ok, but it's not, nothing is ok. It's all my fucking fault! Everything is my fault, it always has been!"
"No," Harry was trying to protest again but I screamed over him.
"I should just die!" Then I couldn't stop myself, I fell to the floor in one big heap my eyes pouring out my hurt in tears as I screamed. I felt hands trying to comfort me, to help but I just couldn't stop myself. I just couldn't. The pain was unbelievable, in my head, everywhere. All I could hear was my own screaming in my head as everything collapsed around me going dark.