I hate you i love you (Niall)

Skyler had a hard life until she bumped into a blonde haired boy with an Irish accent at the store. Will she go with her rescuer or the boy that took her mind off of her bad life?

P.S this is my first time writing so....


6. the boys

(Niall's p.o.v.)

Wow that was weird she didnt like when I picked her up or looked at her and I wanted to know why. ~KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK~

"I'm coming"I yelled I opened the door and their they where.

"HEY!" They all screamed

"Shh!" I shh'd them and they all took a seat on the couch.

"Okay lad but why?" Harry asked

"I have a girl here."

"Oh Nialls getting down!" Zain yelled

"No it's not like that. And besides I'm not Harry I don't do that." I said but I realized they weren't even paying attention to me anymore they were all looking at the stairs.

"Um hi" Skyler said awkwardly

"Hi" every one said staring and her bruised face I had to nudge them to stop.

"Oh sorry" they all mumbled

Skyler walked down the stairs and stood like the rest of us. Finally Harry said "sorry for staring it's just your so beautiful."

"Thanks" Skyler said blushing

Why didn't she blush when I said she was beautiful why didn't just take my compliment like she took Harry's?

We all sat down and started to watch football on the big screen. I patted a spot for Skyler next to me and she sat down where I patted. A couple of hours later she fell asleep and we all started talking again.

"Do you like her?" Liam asked

"Yeah she seems really kind and nice." I replied

"You know that's not what I meant." Liam said and I knew what he meant.

"I just meet her. I'm going to take her to her room I'll be back."

I picked her up trying not to wake her up and not to touch any of her bruises I planed on asking her about that tomorrow if she's up to it. I laid her down on her bed she had a lot of sweat on her forehead and I decided to roll up her sleeves. When I did I saw something I didn't want to see she had huge cuts in her arm and thought about how they got their and I remembered what she told me about how she already did something this must have been it. I rolled her sleeve down and raised her shirt up a little exposing her stomach she had bruises and cuts all over them I rolled it down again I put her in her bed and ran out the room.

The boys saw how I was acting weird and asked about it.

"What oh nothing's wrong just tired. Are you guys going to stay the night?"

"No we've got plans" they all said

"Good. Goodnight" and I left I took a long cold shower hoping the memory of her bruised skins would wash away to. But it didn't.

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