The bodyguard's niece

Chapter 17

Its been a week since i twisted my ankle we are now leaving Ireland completely and heading to England and boys are excited cause we get to stop in the home towns while touring there.

Since i've been on crutches my prediction of the boys being my bitches has become true i just ask and it appears. Wow that makes me sound like snarky rich girl. Well its not like i ask the guys to buy me stuff i just ask for food or whatever. Harry had been the sweetest out of all the guys i mean he is usually the guy who gets me my food cause Niall was no longer allowed to after i ask him to get me chips and i got a half eaten bowl when he came back my mistake. But really Harry had been amazing i ask and he gets up and gets it right away. Not only that but we went on our date i promised him. It wasn't anything major i just suggested that we stay in order take-out and watch movies. It was very nice and simple the way i like it.

We are right now getting on a plane to head to the first stop in England. LONDON. I'm pretty excited I've always wanted to go to London and now i finally get the chance. It won't be too long of a flight thank god but it will be long enough that i'll get a good nap i mean its 4 in the morning if they want me happy when we land you better let me nap.

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About 3 hours later or so we landed in Bradford where Zayn's hometown is. So it looks like Zayn gets to see his family first. Which i best he misses cause he was telling me he hasn't't seen his family in at least 6 months so i can only imagen how much he misses them. I mean i haven't seen my mom or Nicole in person in like 2 weeks and i already miss them like crazy.

When we arrive at the hotel the boys and i go to our own hotel rooms Zayn said he was going to see his mom in an hour and the other boys were just gonna hang in their own rooms and relax. So i thought i might just chill in my room and face time Nicole or something or maybe i should call my mom i mean i haven't talked to her since i got on the plane.

So that's what i did, i picked up my phone and called my mom. The phone rang and rang and rang but no answer it went to voice mail. I decided to try again maybe she just didn't get there in time. So this time when i call it rang twice then went straight to voice mail. I kinda gave up i mean she can't get mad at me for not calling her i just did twice today maybe i'll try tomorrow.

I was just about to face time Nicole when there was a knock on my door. I grabbed my crutches and got off from my bed to get the door and there was Uncle Paul. "Hey Paul what's up?"

"O nothing i just wanted to check on you we haven't really talk lately." 

"Okay come in." I open the door further so he could walk in. I close the door and hobbled over to the bed and faced Paul on the other bed.

"So how are you?" He asked.

"I'm okay my ankle is feeling better and all so that's good." I say with a smile on my face. I was really happy with how my ankle was feeling lately it didn't feel like i sprain it but i still couldn't put weight on it yet.

"That's good. Have you talked to your mom lately?"

"Umm no but i just tried calling her twice but it went to voice mail so i'm going to try tomorrow." I replied with no emotion i mean it hurt that my mom didn't answer but i bet she had her reason so i shouldn't get upset over it.

"I bet she was busy she'll call." Paul replied putting his hand on my shoulder trying to reassure me that i shouldn't take it personally.

"I know have you talk to her lately?" I ask with hope, hopeing she at least cared to call Paul and ask how i was even if she could have called me herself and asked.

"No not since you joined the tour." He said with a frown. With that i bowed my head upset. I felt a tear about to surface but i held it back. I know or I hope my mom cares about me still, ever since i was old enough to take care of myself and she got her boyfriend we weren't close. She started leaving me alone more and more and i never thought for a second it was because she didn't care about me. But now knowing that she hasn't't called in 2 weeks to check up on me. To make sure i landed safely, to even make sure i made my plane really hurts, and to add a cherry on top it feels like shes ignoring my calls.

While i was thinking i didn't realize Paul came and sat next to me and put his arm around me. I also didn't realize that i started to really cry. Paul pulled me closer and i started to sob into his chest. This all hit me at once i always thought the world of my mom i know she worked hard to have roof over my head, food in my stomach, and clothes on my back but i never thought that she didn't care like i feel right now.

Paul was rubbing my back and trying to soothe me but it wasn't working cause the thought kept going through my head. I manged to pull myself together a little. I pulled away from Paul and looked into his eyes with my watering eyes, make-up running down my face and all and asked. "Do you think she really cares?" Paul's eyes widen in shock.

"Ally of course she cares." Paul started but in interrupted.

"Paul you don't understand you haven't been around. Every since i could take care of my self she's barley home, we don't spend time together. Shes at work or with her boyfriend." I pause cause i could feel the tears welling up. "I can't remember the last time we had a heart to heart like you and i have or even the last time she said I love you." I felt a tear go down my cheek. I can see the look in Paul's eye it was the look of guilt and sympathy.

"I don't hate my mom and i never doubted her caring or loving me in till now. It's been two weeks, TWO weeks Paul and no call making sure i landed safely or to see how i was doing NOTHING." I took another breath this ranting was needed right now but i wasn't done yet.

"Did I even tell you how she told me i was coming to see you?" Paul shook his head.

"She told me the night before my plane was leaving. Then she dropped me off outside the airport gave me my ticket said bye then drove off. That was the first plane i was on since i was 3 and i didn't know what to do. She took off and didn't even make sure i got on my plane okay." Paul's face hasn''t changed the whole time i have been ranting. "so tell me Paul do you really think she cares? Cause I don't think she does anymore."

Paul was stunned, shocked and speechless. We stared at each other for what felt like hours but was only minutes the Paul finally spoke. "Ally I know your mother i help raised her and that doesn't sound like the women i help raise. But i will tell you this I will ALWAYS care and I know these 5 boys will always too." He pause looking me in the eye giving me a reassuring look and smile. "I also promise you that this will all be okay and you will always be surrounded by people who love you okay?" I nod my head then hugged Paul and cried softly on his shoulder.

Paul and I say like this for a few minutes and i felt better i felt lighter. I never would have thought that letting all these emotions i didn't know i was holding back out would feel this good. I mean every once in a while you need a good cry i guess. You know what I really appreciate Paul for all he has done, he is like a father to me. He has been over protective when it came to boys, he was held me and helped me though my worst time and has never judged me. I Love Paul. Never thought I would say that in a million years two weeks ago but right now it's completely true. He's the best Uncle EVER!

**** Author's Note*****

Look i don't think this was that good of a chapter but you got to see what it was really like for Ally to grow up with her mom so hopefully you liked it if not i tried :)