For Worse, Or Better?

Chapter One

Authors Note: Hey everyone, just want to say this is my favourite fanfiction that I have written so I hope you love it. Also the prologue was dedicated to @snickerdoodle1236 because she is amazing and lovely and everyone should read her stories (:

Nialls POV

"Hey guys that was management on the phone" said Louis as he came bombarding through the door. He ran over to us and dived over the sofa before landing on the floor. "We get a few months off" He mumbled still lying on the floor. He jumped up quick and sat on the sofa next to Liam. We were all watching TV, me and Harry were sat on the floor and Zayn was sat behind us on the other sofa. Well we were.

 "No way!" Shouted Zayn and we all murmured and agreed. We never get much time off and we have MONTHS off this time, and it was right over summer. We would have had some time off anyway but it would have only been a few days.

"What should we do guys?" asked Liam and we all started shouting ideas.

"We could go on holiday" suggested Harry "We could go somewhere and take our friends and stuff, like a 2 month holiday?"

"That's a great idea!" said Zayn. Then I remembered that my friend had a beach house in California, I'm sure he would let us use it. I told the boys and they asked me to call him. I grabbed my phone and stepped outside to ring him. He answered almost straight away.

"Niall! How are you mate?" I hadn't spoken to him in a while and hearing his voice made me realise how much I miss him.

"Hey Will, I'm great thanks, actually I need to ask you a favour.." I replied

"Sure, what's up?" I told him that we wanted to use his beach house and he agreed straight away. As it turned out he was going there this summer too. He was taking a small group of his friends but he said I could bring anyone I wanted.

We would leave tomorrow, me, Zayn, Harry, Liam and Louis. Also Liam and Louis wanted to bring their girlfriends so it's a good job Wills beach house is big.

Belles POV

I was watching TV at my boyfriends house, he had just gone to the shop. His brother Will came in after taking a phone call from his friend Niall. 

"Good news?" I said as he came back, I could tell he was happy from his smile. He sighed and sat down next to me.

"Yeah, he's coming on holiday with us! He's bringing some of his friends" He looked so happy. Will talks about Niall a lot. I've never met him or any of his friends, they're in a band, I know that but they've never come to visit. I don't think Niall gets much time off to come back to Ireland but it will be cool if they come with us. Will was leaving tomorrow for California, but me and Sam were leaving the day after. Sam is Wills brother and my boyfriend. Me and Will are the same age and we have always been at school together but Sam is a year older than us. 

I was glad that there was going to be more people there now.

Nialls POV

It was Saturday and our flight was in two hours. I had only half packed so I jumped out of bed to finish. I couldn't wait to see Will, and to meet his friends, this was going to be the best holiday ever. Liam knocked on my door and told me to hurry up. Everyone else was ready and they were waiting for me. I threw some T-shirts into my suitcase and zipped it up. I didn't bother making my bed so my room looked a mess. I put on some Vans and dragged my suitcase down the stairs. I saw the boys waiting at the door and when they saw me the began to leave. I was last out so I locked the door and scurried to the black taxi that was pulled up on our driveway. The driver took my case and put it in the boot as I slid in the car next to Zayn. 

We met Eleanor and Danielle at the airport, it only took us about 10 minutes to get there. When Louis saw his girlfriend he ran up to her and kissed her. They hadn't seen eachother in a while so it was a bit emotional. Danielle ran towards Liam and they also kissed. They were the best two couples I've ever seen and I hope one day, when I'm in a relationship, that it is as good as theirs.

Our plane had already started to board so we went straight on. Luckily we were all sat close to each other because it was a long flight to America. I was sat next to Harry and we played card games for a while. After about 2 hours Harry fell asleep and I was feeling tired too. When I was woken up by Louis he told me we had landed in America. Now everyone was getting really excited for a holiday on the beach. We were jumping around and singing on the way to the beach house.

Belles POV

Will left this morning for America so I was left with Sam. We were going tomorrow because Sam had to go to work today. I was alone all day at his house until he came in at about 5pm. He rang me when he left work to tell me to make us some dinner. I found some burgers in his freezer so I cooked them and there were a few rolls left from earlier. I set out the table and our dinner was ready just as he came in. He didn't sound happy.

"Did you have a good day?" I asked him as he threw down his coat and began eating. I sat down oposite him and took a bite out of my burger.

"What do you think?" He replied. "You're alright you just sat around all day while I was working."

"I finished work yesterday though, it's not my fault..." I tried to defend myself.

" Yes, it is your fault." he said bluntly. There was silence as he finished his burger. I had only eaten a bit. I don't eat much anymore, not since I started going out with Sam.

The silence was awkward. I went to take another bite of my burger but Sam interupted me. "Don't eat anymore." He said, he had finished his. He was staring at me now, and I glanced up at him.

"Why?" I asked quietly.

"Because burgers make you fat, and I don't want a fat girlfriend." I wasn't shocked at this, I probably should have been but I had heard it so many times before. I put my burger down on my plate and handed it to him, he finished it. I had a sip of water and silently remained in my seat. "Don't start Belle" He didn't look up from his plate when he said this.

"I'm not" I didn't dare look at him, he had definitely had a bad day, and now I was going to pay.

He looked up at me and I kept looking at the floor. "Don't talk back to me either, who do you think you are?" He was getting more angry and I felt like crying. Of course I didn't, if I did I would just be making things worse. I stood up with my water and went to leave the room. I must have only taken one step before I felt his strong, warm hand wrap around my wrist. He was now standing too.

He pulled me back so I was facing him and he took my glass from my hand. Without saying anything he threw it on the floor so it smashed into millions of little pieces. His grip around my arm tightened as he said "Where are you going?" We were face to face and I could feel him breathing.

"I don't know" I replied after a moment. "I was just going to give you some space"

Just as I finished that sentence he hit me. Across the face. Again there was silence. It was almost peaceful. I could barely feel the pain in my cheek, it felt numb just like it always did. Sam sighed, dropped my arm and pushed past me. The front door slammed shut behind him. A single tear fell down my face.