Again -n.h-

Chapter 27

Chapter 27

The ambulance arrives, they take care of the shards of glass that are in my body but they don't take me with them. I refused to. I didn't want to.

Niall and everyone else protested, but I don't care.

"Niall, she ate one pancake this morning. I don't think she has eaten since," Harry says as he leans down next to Niall, in front of me, and holds out a plate of crackers.

"I need you to eat, baby," Niall says as he grabs a cracker and brings it to my mouth. I shake my head, pulling my body away from Niall.

I'm hurt.

He called me a bitch.

"Well, is it time to get this party started again?" Josie has the guts to ask. I feel my heart drop down into my stomach before Niall leans over to Louis and whispers something to him.

"I'm going to take you home," Louis says as he helps me up. My eyes dart towards Niall, who is looking into the direction of Josie.

Here we go, again.

"No," I croak.

"Jessica, you need to go home," Harry says as he looks at me with a face full of worry. I shake my head, looking at Niall, who is already walking towards Josie.

"For goodness sakes," Harry mutters in annoyance. "Niall."

Niall turns around.

"Focus on your wife and the mother of your children. Don't give Josie any more of your attention after you just went through this with your wife. Come on, Dude. You're stupid, but not this stupid."

Niall mutters something before he walks back over to me, and helps me get up from the seat. When I stand up, I pull my hand from Niall's grip but then see the room spinning around me. It causes me to stumble as I try to take a step.

"Come here," Niall says, as he picks me up bridal style. I give up.

At some point, we arrive at home and Niall picks me up, places me on our bed and gets me to drink a little bit of water. He doesn't say much except asks if I want to take a bath. I simply shake my head.

Niall sits at the edge of the bed, sighing as he runs a hand through his hair.

"Why am I a second choice?" I ask brokenly.

"You're not a second choice," Niall says, "Let me help you."

He helps me get undressed, and then convinces me to at least shower. He helps me clean myself, but we both stay quiet. There is a thick tension in the air that has never been there. It's probably my fault.

Niall helps me out of the shower, dries my hair, and helps me get dressed in one of his shirts and my underwear. Niall then walks around me, pulls my hair towards my back and braids my hair. Something that I always do before going to bed.

"Get some rest," Niall says as he finishes my hair and presses his lips to my shoulder, "We will talk tomorrow."

"Are you leaving me?" I ask feeling my eyes fill with tears. My chest tightens at the thought of Niall leaving me. I don't know if I could handle it. I think I'd rather die.

Niall comes back around, his blue eyes directly looking into mine, "Jess, baby, I'm not leaving you. You couldn't get me to leave even if you wanted me to, okay?"

"I-I don't blame you if you do because I'm a mess and J-Josie has everything together. She has more m-money a-and not an eating disorder."

Niall's eyes don't leave mine, "I love you, our kids, our life. I don't care what Josie has or doesn't have. You're the love of my life."

"Then why aren't you acting like it? Why are you -"

"Why am I acting like a prick? I guess, I haven't learned from the last time."

I nod in agreement, making the corners of his lips lift up. I lean my head forward, placing my forehead against his shoulder and letting a shaky sigh escape my lips. The urge to hurt myself is still there, but I'm trying so hard. So hard to stop myself.

"I think you need some sleep," Niall mumbles, "There's been a lot that has happened in the last couple of days."

I shake my head, wrapping my arms around his torso. I don't know how much longer I can hug him like this. What if he does prefer Josie over me? What would I tell the kids? It would ruin me in ways that I can't even imagine.

"You're not convinced," he whispers as he wraps his arms around me. "I'm not leaving you, okay? You're mine, I'm yours. I'm going to make this up to you, I'm going to make you believe in me again."

I sniffle, not even realizing that I'm crying. No matter how many times this man messes up, I'll always be back in his arms. No matter what he does, it just happens.

I just love this man so damn much.