I walk back into the empty gym to find Niall laying in the centre. What the heck? I sit down beside him as he turns to me, he gaze is cold and I know he hates me.
"Why do you hate me?" I ask, leaning back on the palms of my hands.
"Because you're making moves on my girl."
I don't have anything to say, sorry I have more game than you? Actually yeah I should say that so I do.
"Whatever, not like you'll ever work up the nerve to ask her out." He rolls his eyes standing up.
This Niall guy is really a pain in the ass. The bell rings once. The kids are going outside now and I can hear the loud footsteps and their screams. They laugh and I can hear the bouncing of balls.
I smile as Chantelle walks in with the boys. She walked over to me, a smile present. She was so...stunning, breathtaking even.
"How was McDonald's?" She chirps.
I grab both of her hands, leaning my forehead against hers. I shut my eyes. It's times like this where I can trick myself into believing we're dating. Into believing I actually have a chance with a girl like her.
"You would know if you came." I joked.
She giggled and I opened my eyes to meet hers.
Why did she have to be this perfect? Everything about her it was, it was just too good to be true. Everything she did was perfect. She was so happy, it now just seemed so fake. Like this morning when she was crying, I saw something else, I don't don't what it was but it surprised me. Chantelle is hiding something and I'm not sure I can deal with someone who has so many secrets.
I let go of her hands and take a step back. I can't keep leading her on.
"Um, Chantelle can we talk in the office?" I ask.
I'm so determined to find out the truth. She nods and I open the door for her, closing it behind us.
"Look I really like you, like a lot. But there's this thing that stops me from asking you out." I sigh.
She looks confused, nodding. I bite my lip, resist the urge to kiss her. Her brother can see you.
"I feel like you're hiding something. Something huge like, really huge and I don't know if I can date someone with so many secrets." I hope she tells me.
She sighs, plucking her yoga pants that looked really good on her.
"If I told you, you'd think I'm crazy." She bites her lip.
"I wanna know." I place my hand on top of hers.
"It was more than a while ago my brother got into the X-Factor UK. Instead of cutting him, they put him in a band with four other guys thus forming One Direction." She starts.
"I hadn't seen my brother for awhile after that then he came home with his band mates, staying for the summer. Some I got a long with, one I didn't." I see tears in her eyes and I pull her chair along with mine further into the office where they can't see us.
"Then Niall and I dated, then we broke up and other stuff happened and then I became suicidal and tried like two or three times to kill myself. Harry kind of hated me for awhile. Then things got better we were getting along, we had fun together. Then we went to the park one day and things got out of hand and Zayn, Louis, and I got kidnapped."
Hold up. Kidnapped?! A tear rolls down her cheek and I wipe it away quickly. My hand remains on her cheek my thumb rubbing against it. She sniffles. Wait, Zayn and Louis?
"They were killed that night." I mumbled, she nodded, staring at the wall behind me.
"My ex was killed that night too. Then things got a bad, I started seeing things that weren't there. I was going crazy and denied help. My brother eventually put me in a facility which did help but in the worst ways. It was almost like prison there. Then I got released and Niall and Liam picked me up. I got home, and my brother told me he never wanted to see me again so I ran off and took the first plane here and I've never left." She finishes.
I wipe another tear of hers away. That's when I notice it. The white and pink fading marks that are barely noticeable but I now notice them. They seem so noticeable now that I know. I drop my hand away from her cheek.
"I don't even have nightmares about it, I have night terrors where I wake up screaming and sweating and crying and it all feels so real and it's so hard to convince yourself it's just a dream. That you can't be hurt anymore. It's just so hard."
I feel terrible now, I uprooted everything terrible, I should've kept my big ass mouth shut. What do I say? I'm sorry? She'll say for what and I honestly don't know. I can't do anything about it.
"Um...I can get your brother to leave if you want." Does she want that though? Will she hate me now? Who the heck tells a girl who is hurting that they'll get rid of their family? What the he-
"Please." She whispered and I'm not sure if that's what she even said.
She looks like she's about to cry, as she nods.
"What do you mean we have to leave?!" Harry yells.
"Sorry man, it's just these kids that we have after lunch are older and they know about what used to be and we need them focused on PE not 1D." I shrug.
"For fucks sake, we're not in a band anymore!" Niall looks like he's about to rip my head off, as he glares the veins in his arm pop as he clenches his fists.
"Look the bell's gonna ring soon guys, just please. Leave." I gesture towards the door.
"We're not leaving." Liam says firmly, crossing his arms over his chest.
Geez, for not being in a boy band they look like one. Like those super serious ones, where one is glaring veins prominent, another standing tall, the last arms crossed.
I find myself smirking, holding a chuckle.
"Chance can you believe this guy is trying to get rid of us cause he thinks the kids won't focus?" Liam shakes his head.
I turn to find Chantelle standing right by me.
"Guys the bell rings in a good ten maybe fifteen minutes. You got five to get out of here."
I turn my head so quickly that I think I have whiplash. I turn my head a little slower now to face the boys.
"Chance, we came here to see YOU! You can't just kick us out." Harry shakes his head.
I watch as she walks over towards the door, pushing it open.
"Just watch me."