Saved by Niall [Don't read. It's bad.]

A moms fury.

                                                              Chapter 15

Note: It has been way too long. I am really sorry. I lost the next few chapters then I had some personal issues. I am so sorry.

   Niall's mom walks and sees us sitting there, me in his arms. Him brushing my hair softly as I drift to sleep. She smiles, and waits for me to sleep.

  "Niall, you know that she is not good," She murmers, and Niall glares up at her.

"What do you mean 'not good'?" He growled, shifting.

"What she did. That wasn't good. She is going to tear your career apart. Don't the boys mean more to you than that?" She said her voice raising. 

"She is my world. They boys mean a lot to me but so does she! And anyways isn't it my choice." Niall almost yelled. He stood up, angry. Forgetting I was in his lap. I fell onto the bed, and woke up, curious. 

"Nialler," I said still half asleep. His mom glared down and me and I frowned, confused. "What's going on?" I asked, and Niall looked down at me.

"Nothing Babe, go back to sleep," He said trying to force a smile. I frowned even more.

"No, there is obviously something wrong," I said looking from Niall to his mother. Her frown worse than mine. 

"I don't believe you are a good person for my Niall to be hanging around," His mother eventually said.  I gasped and Niall sat back down, pulling me into a hug. 

"Well that's not for you to decide!" Niall said, and I could tell he was getting angry because his accent was so much more obvious. 

"Yes it is. I am the parent!" His mother snapped back. "I'm sorry but Michaela is not allowed in this house. Leave," She said pointing towards the door. I began to get up, when Niall grabbed my wrist.

"If she is leaving so am I. Now can I have time to pack or should I leave now?" He asked, and if looks could kill Niall would be a murderer. 

"Pack," She growled, and walked out. I looked at Niall.

"What the hell?!" I said. "That's your MOM!"

"I know, but you- You mean too much to me for me to let you go when I just got you," He said, his voice soft, and I could tell it had been hard for him to be so rude to his mother. I mean she was his mother! He walked away and into the closet coming back out with his suitcase.

"Call Harry. See if we can stay there," He said tossing me his phone before walking back into his closet to get clothes.