A Niall Horan Love Story

Chapter 6

~*Leila's POV*~

"Mother?!" I stand up. Niall grabs my hand. "Don't do anything you'll regret, Lei." Liam says. I nod to him. I take my hand out of Niall's grasp and walk over to my mother standing there, holding her arms out for a hug. "Come hug me, love. I haven't seen you in forever." 

"No." I say pertly. Her gaze became hard. "Why not?". "Because you fucking left us." Tears were threatening my eyes.

"Love, because I needed to." She says softly. "Don't call me that." I snap at her. "I want to talk in private." She tells me. I say okay. I nod to the boys. They nod back.

We go behind a store. "What do you want to tell me?" 

"Are you coming?" My mother looks straight into my eyes. "No." I say bluntly. "Why?" "Why should I? You left us. You made our lives a living hell! You cheated on dad. You've brought me down when I was happy. You made MY life a living hell. How can you even live with yourself?" I say angrily. 

She just looked at me shocked. Her face gets into all these contortions. "Leila. I thought you loved me." "Yeah. You just said. LOVED. I did love you. But I don't anymore." 

"That's not possible. Do you love you older sisters still?" I shake my head. "I love Dad, Darren, Damen, and Rosie only." 

I don't know how it happened, but she smacked my cheek so hard, the noise echoed loudly. "HOW DARE YOU!" She slapped my arm. I start crying. "Get....Away...From...Me.... " I try and push her off of me. I get up and push her against the wall and stare at her straight through my tears. 

"Listen to me, you bitch," I growl out, "You left us. I'm never going to come neither is Rosie. Never." She's squirming through my tough grip. I punch her in the stomach. "That's how I felt. No matter how many times I hurt you, it's never going to make up the times you've hurt ME. You might as well go and have a perfect life, 'cause I'm never going to come back to you." My eyes were pouring rivers. I let her go and walk back around. A hand claws at my wrist. I smack it back. "Get away from me you hag." I glare at her. She starts getting scared. "What have I made?" Her head collapses into her hands. 

"Someone stronger than you." Were my last words. I walk out and no one noticed. I wiped my tears. I walk back to the food court.

The walk back was terrible. The air was stinging my skin. I made it back, but the boys faces was not happiness. It was fright.

"What the hell happened?!" Zayn came rushing up to me. I push past him. "Can we just go back to the hotel?" I say my voice cracking. "Will you tell us what happened?" Harry asked. I nod. I got into the van and sit on Niall's lap. His hand reaches up to touch my cheek. I wince. He jerks his hand back. "Did she do this?" in a whisper only loud enough for me to hear. I put my head on his shoulder. I nod slowly. 

His hand trails up and down my arm. I notice my wrist was slightly bleeding. She's going to pay one day. "Lei, here's my jacket." Harry says from the front. He hands me a coral color jacket. "Thanks." I mumble out. He smiles a welcome. I slip it on. I could smell the strong scent of his cologne. 

When we got to the hotel, there was no paparazzi. Thank God. I was in no mood. I go straight to the elevator with the boys eyeing my strangely. 

We got to the room and Louis says, "Let's get you cleaned up." I sit on the couch, while him and Liam were cleaning up my wound. I was explaining what had happened and every time would put rubbing alcohol on my wrist, I jumped. "Sorry." He kept apologizing. I was just tired and wanted to do something without her for once. 

I went into my room to change, but I heard footsteps behind me. "Yes, Niall?" I turn to him. "I just want to know....." He trailed off. "What?" I ask. 

"Iwaswonderingifyouwereokay." In one breath. I couldn't understand him. "Seriously, just say it Niall." I cross my arms. 

But instead he comes over and smashes his lips onto mine.