Another Boy(on hold for editing)

Chapter 9

THIS WAS WRITTEN ON MICROSOFT. SO NO ERRORS. J AWSOME RIGHT? AS YOU KNOW I’VE BEEN GROUNDED SO I CAN’T REALLY HAVE THE WEBSITE OPEN. SO THIS IS MY SOLUTION. IF YOU GUYS TRULY LIKE MY STORY PLEASE PROMOTE IT THAT WAY I KNOW THAT IT IS LIKE BY MANY PEOPLE. AND HAYLEY, I KNOW YOU HATE HER MOM. NO NEED TO COMMENT IT. I HATE HER TO. SHE’S A BITCH. BUT, SHE HAS A PURPOSE IN THE STORY. YOU WILL HATE HER MORE LATER ON. TRUST ME. TO ALL OF MY BEAUTIFUL FANS I LOVE YOU. I WISH I COULD UPDATE MORE FOR YOU. :’( SORRY. YOU’RE GONNA LOVE THIS CHAPTER. AND YES HALEY I WILL ADD YOU SOON!

***TAYLORS P.O.V***

 “You could stay with Niall.” As Liam says it I look up. The tears are still flowing but not as much.

 “Would he want me?” Why would Niall want someone who isn’t even wanted by her own mother?Liam looks at me shocked. 

 “Of course he would! Why wouldn’t he?”

 "Because nobody wants me.” The tears start to flow again. Liam pulls me into a hug.

 “That’s not true.” I hear a voice around the corner. Then I hear footsteps. I hear the footsteps round the corner then stop.

 “What’s wrong with her?” It was Harry. He didn’t sound happy to see me.

 “She just got kicked out of her house.”

 "So?” He didn’t care. I push Liam away and run. I don’t even care which way I was going. I just ran. The tears were flowing.

 “TAYLOR!” I hear Liam call my name. “What’s wrong with you mate? Look at what you did.” I run into someone and don’t even see who it is. I apologize and keep running.

 “Taylor?” I look to see who I ran into and it was Zayn.

 I wipe my tears and speak. “Hey Zayn.” My voice was still wavering.

 “Are you alright love?”

 “Um…not really.” I say it unsurely.

 “What happened?”

 “Do you know where Niall is?” He looks at me confused.

 “Um…yeah. He’s in his room.”                     

 “Thanks.” I run to Niall’s room. I pound and the door and scream his name. He answers the door to see me in tears.

“What’s wrong?”

 “My mom kicked me out.” I let the tears slide down my face.

 “Seriously?” He looks shocked. I can’t speak so I just nod my head. Niall pulls me into a hug. “It’s gonna be ok love.” He really did care. I wasn’t used to this.

 “Mind if I take a shower to calm down?” I ask him. I had to eventually ask him if I could stay with him.

 “No. Not at all. What cloths are you gonna put on?” Shit! I hadn’t thought of that.

 “I was just gonna put these one’s back on.” I say it pointing to myself. 

He goes over to his dresser and pulls out a pair of sweats and then a T-Shirt. He walks over and hands them to me. “Here, wear these.” 

“Are you sure?” I look at the cloths knowing that they will be too big.

 “Positive. Now go.” He pushes me into the bathroom and closes the door. I look around and see endless boy products. I let out a sigh grateful for a place to stay for the night. I put down the cloths and undress. I head over to the shower and, after making sure it was the right temperature, hop in.

As I’m washing myself I hear some shuffling outside of the door then somebody say “Shhhhhh.” I couldn’t tell who though. I turned off the water and got out of the tub. I sit there singing “Everything About You” even though everyone and their mother knows that I can’t sing. I got dressed and brushed my hands through my hair. I grab a bag and put my cloths in it.

 I walk out the door to almost fall into five teenage boys. I look at them disgusted.

 “Are you kidding me?” I yell at them angrily.

 “What?” Niall is the first to speak. Smart group.

 “You were listening to me shower?” I lash at him.

 “No!” He looks shocked that I would even suggest that.

 “Then what were you doing?”

He looks down. “Listening to you sing.” His answer is so ridiculous that I laugh. He looks at me like I’m insane.

 “You’re a really good singer.” I look in the direction of the voice. It was Liam.

 “No I’m not. Everyone and their mother knows that I can’t sing.” I show them by singing them a song I wrote called “All Together Now” I had closed my eyes during the performance. When I opened them the boys were staring at me awestruck. Even Harry Styles who had already shown his hate for me.

 “You’ve got to be kidding me!” Zayn yells this at me. “Who told you that you can’t sing?”

 “Everyone. Even my mother.” I stated it to them slowly so that they knew what had been said to me.

 “Well then they are fucking idiots.” This time the voice came from Niall. I roll my eyes and start to walk away. Four pairs of arms grab me. I turn to look at the four boys. “We want Uncle Simon to hear you."