My Bully

Nichole Mercer doesn't do much. School and then home. All that changes when her mom leaves for six months and she's stuck in the same house as her bully..


46. The Birthday Party

I walked quickly to my bathroom, turning on the water. I stripped down to my under clothes and sat in the tub, letting the cold water cool my hot skin. I let it all out then, the wall of tears breaking down. I don’t know how long I stayed in there but I was eventually done, turning off the water and carefully getting up. After I was dressed I called Niall into my room. He came in silently, making himself comfortable on the bed as I relocked my door.
“Are you okay?” Niall asked quietly as I joined him, laying on my side to face him.
“I guess so.” I said, shrugging one shoulder. It was the truth. I didn’t know if I was or wasn’t okay.
“What are you thinking about?” He asked, his Irish accent thick. I sighed. I might as well confide in him.
“About everything. We have been doing so good lately. Everybody was getting along and happy then Harry had to go a ruin it all. If he wouldn’t have been a jerk to Liam, we wouldn’t be where we are right now. I just don’t know what to do, Nialler.” I admitted, sitting up. He followed my actions, nodding his head.
“I know that Harry started it but Liam didn’t have to respond the way he did. everybody heard it. It rang with truth but not all of it. Harry wouldn’t leave you when it got hard and Liam knows that. I think Liam kinda wishes it was him. That he could trade places with Harry. Harry cares about you but so does Liam. I think you just need to let everything cool down, and go from there.” Niall said, giving me a small smile as I nodded my head.
“Okay. I’ll try. I’m hungry, you wanna get some food?” I asked, already knowing the answer.
“Well, yeah. Let’s go eat.” He said, helping me off the bed. We quietly walked through the house, finding it oddly empty. When we got close to the kitchen, we stopped, listening to the voices.
“I don’t think you need to be here any more. I think it’s time for you to go. Pack up your stuff and be gone by morning.” Harry was saying, his voice cold and remote.
“I think I have worn out my welcome anyway. I’ll be gone sooner than that. Thanks for letting me stay.” It was Liam. Harry was kicking Liam out. Before I knew it I was standing behind the boys.
“If Liam goes I go.” I said, hearing Niall face palm himself behind me. This was not what I needed to do but I can’t stay here if I didn’t have Liam. They both turned to find me staring at them, their faces a little shocked.
“Nichole. When did you get in here?” Harry was asking as Liam moved to me, blocking my view from Harry. His warm brown eyes were soft, apologetic.
“How are you feeling? Are you okay?” He asked, his voice gentle. I nodded my head, giving him a small reassuring smile.
“I’m fine.” I said, stepping out from in front of Liam to look at Harry.
He still looked angry, just not as much as he was earlier. Hi face was blank, no emotion playing on it but I didn’t need him to tell me how he felt. His eyes said it all. They were dark and cold, no sparkle or glitter winking at me like they usually did. He felt betrayed, sad, angry and confused. That much I could tell.
“Then I guess you both go.” He said remotely. He walked around the counter, walking around me and shoving past Liam. Liam glared after him but quickly turned to me, his arms going around me. I deepened the hug, burying my face into his shoulder. This has gotten so out of hand.
“I’ll help you pack if you want me to, Nichole. I know it sounds bad, but you don’t need to be around so much negative energy with your condition.” Niall said quietly. I nodded my head, following him to my room.
A couple of hours later my room was packed up and we were on our way to Liam’s house. Niall tagged along, dedicating himself my babysitter until Liam had gotten all the heavy boxes into my newroom. He helped me unpack everything, putting the empty boxes into the hallway for Liam to pick up and take out. Niall actually talked Liam into letting him stay here with us, so he could be here with me when Liam was at work.
The week passed by quickly friday rolling around. I laid on my bed, thinking that my eighteenth birthday was going to be boring. It was still to early for anyone to actually be awake so I rolled over and closed my eyes, drifting back to sleep. It seemed like only minutes later someone came into my room, lightly strumming a guitar.
“Wakey wakey, sleeping beauty.” Liam said in a sing song voice. I ignored them, trying hard to keep a straight face.
“You have eggs and bacon on the table.” Niall sang, his voice showing a giggle.
“And pancakes with syrup on em, i think it’s maple.” Louis said, making Niall laugh.
“So let’s get up and greet the day.” Liam said as more gentle guitar strums were made.
“Before Louis jumps on the bed and really makes you pay.” Niall giggled. I felt something jump on the bed before repeated the action.
“Get the fu-” Louis started but I started laughing, cutting him off.
“Alright, alright!! I’m up!” I say, still giggling. Louis jumped one last time, crossing his legs in the air and landed beside me indian style. I got out of bed stretching and rubbing my tummy.
“Get dressed and meet us in the kitchen, love. Put on something pretty. We’ve got a long day planned for you.” Liam said kissing my forehead. I faked a gasp, putting one hand on my chest.
“I’m not pretty enough right now?!” I said, pretending to be hurt. He grinned at me.
“You look gorgeous and comfortable. Dress as you like.” He said, smiling before kissing my cheek and herding the boys out of my room.
I smiled to myself and got dressed. After sliding on my boots and my hat was place don over my loose curls I walked out of my room and into the house. I stopped at the end of the hallway, amazed at the sight before me. Light music was playing and everybody I cared about was here, with the exception of one curly headed boy. Liam smiled at me, coming to my side. Everybody followed Liam’s eye line. The friend’s that have recently become the only family I have grinned at me.
“Happy Birthday, Nichole!” They said all together, making me grin and tears come to my eyes.
“Oh, honey, what’s wrong?” Liam cooed, wiping my tears away. I shook my head at him, giggling a little.
“Nothing’s wrong. It’s right. Thank you so much.” I say, hugging him. He squeezed me gently,kissing my forehead before grabbing my hand.
“Let’s go socialize, yeah? They all came to see you.” Liam smiled, tugging me towards the crowd. As happy as I was that all my friends were here but part of me was still back at the house it had all started in, crying.

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