Chancy .AU. ||Niall Horan•Frat boy||

25.

-Lola's Pov-

Three days, three days and not a single word from Niall or Darren. Not a text, phone call or snap-chat. How could he just ignore me like that, just when we were getting everything back on track he decides to leave. Not only have I had to take care of a incapable Tazzy, but I also have to take care and comfort a heartbroken Fiona. Tomorrow is the first day back to college after the Christmas break and I don't know how i'm going to cope. I'm currently sitting on Niall's bed typing my History essay on 'The Aftermath Of WW1', but i'm getting distracted by the giggles and laughs of Tazzy and Louis next door and then across the hall I can hear Fiona sobbing uncontrollably. I'm trying my hardest to stay strong for everyone because of the absence of Niall and Darren, but behind closed doors i'm just a bag of tears.

''Lola?'' I heard Louis shout from his room. I hastily wiped my face free of tears and fixed my hair before going in to find them both cuddled up on the bed legs intertwined and fingers interlocked. A lump in my throat formed making it hard to talk. As I couldn't talk I simply nodded towards them forcing a smile at them both.

"Babe can you dress me?" Tazzy asked looking up at me with a hint of embarrassment leaking through her eyes. I felt terrible for her. At the moment she was paralyzed from the hips down, but the doctors diagnosed a fully recovery with a certain amount of physio included.

"Of course, Louis can you go and get her medication please it's downstairs on the kitchen table." As Louis passed me he gently squeezed my shoulder, but I flinched, as my lip started to quiver. My body was still very fragile after everything that happened.

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It's been two weeks, two weeks since we heard from the boys. Not a phone call or a text. They just left everyone to pick up the pieces. Niall could be here to support me after the horrific accident, but no he would rather be off with Darren doing whatever boys do.

Every night since I found out he disappeared I have been crying myself to sleep with Chancy laying across my stomach in a protective manor. That dog would bend over backwards to please and protect me and Niall can't even call me to see how I'm getting on or if I'm even still alive. It's been torture trying to look after Tazzy in our dorm because it's small and hard for me to help her walk around. Every night Tazzy also wakes up sweating and panting shouting at me not to get the door even though there is no one at the door. I then have to get in to her bed and cuddle her until she falls asleep. Which could be until four am. We then have to get up at the crack of dawn to get Tazzy showered because she needs assistance doing that as well and then I have to shower and change and get ready for our lectures, which I have found extremely difficult concentrating  on lately. Louis asked us to stay at the frat house again tonight and Tazzy declined, as always, but I said yes and we stay there. I only do it because it's a break from having to look after Tazzy as Louis wants to do it. While they fuss over Tazzy I crawl into Niall's big king size bed and lay with Chancy listening to the full house beneath us. It's almost soothing not to know you're on your own. I like full houses that are always full of laughter and sometimes moans and cries. Pity I only grew up in a house full of my mothers moans and my cries from missing my father. My heart clenched as I thought of my deceased father. The only man I thought I could trust and love, but it turns out I'm only setting myself for heartbreak each time I fall for Niall.

It was six in the morning when I shot up and sprinted to the bathroom with Chancy right on my tail, only to vomit into the toilet. Chancy howled as I flushed the toilet and he rubbed his big head against my sore stomach. That was knotting itself up.

"I know big guy it's just sore" I whispered to the dog even though no one could hear me. Chancy looked up at me with his big blue eyes and licked my cheek. I glided my hand down his silk like body and he lay on top of me.

"Ew Chance you're all slobbery" I laughed as he looked at me lob sided.

"Lo do you have any tampons I'm after running out" Fiona came in looking all red faced and tired.

"Yea-" I stopped my sentence with a horrified expression on my face.

"What's wrong?" Fiona quizzed sounding annoyed.

"No sorry Fee I don't have any" I let out of my opened mouth feeling distraught.

Then she left banging the door. I didn't have time to even think about periods. I can't even remember when I had my last one. No I can't be? Can I? Oh no I can't be pregnant.

Pushing the thoughts away I scrambled out of the house and I was desperately going to try find Niall. I pulled up outside his old house. There didn't seem to be any evidence of life in that house at all. I looked in the windows of the downstairs and tried opening the window, but nothing worked. He didn't seem to be there. Next stop was his dad's house. When I pulled up outside the big gates I pressed the buzzer and a female voice came over the intercom.

"Hello Horan residents?"

"Hello? It's Lola"

"Oh Lola it's Elisha, do come in dear"

The gates slowly opened and I drove up the long driveway until I was outside the front door. When I got out of the car I was attacked by Mrs. Horan.

"Hello dear how do you do?" Her short arms wrapped around my shoulders and pulled me in so that my head was cradled between her shoulder and neck.

"I'm good Mrs. Horan" I smiled lightly

"Don't be silly love it's Elisha. Come let's go inside have a cuppa?"

When I was in the kitchen I remembered the first time I was in here. Niall was cooking and his family were so happy go lucky. I loved it. They were all so down to earth.

"Well love what can I do for you?" Mrs. Horan asked looking at him intently.

"Do you know where Niall is?" I asked almost crying. Her face turned into pure shock.

"No? Dear is he missing?" She asked panicked.

"Well I think so I don't know where he is and I need to talk to him" I sobbed as she clutched my hand tightly.

"I can ring Maura if you want love?" I quickly nodded my head as she swished off to phone Niall's mother.

After a while she came back with a sad expression on her face. She shook her head from right to left.

"She hasn't seen him either love. She said not to worry he often does that" I nodded and left with a even worse feeling in my gut.

I got in my car and continued off to college. Everyone was there and they were smiling and laughing despite what is going on. When I pulled up beside Louis shitty banged up car everyone laughed.

"Niall's car suits you babe" Liam shouted from the hood of his 'BMW'. I wanted to wink and be my playful self but I just couldn't. I kept my head down and set off to my first lecture, only to be rammed down my a heavy person.

"Hey fucking watch yourself you fuck-oh I'm so so-rry" I looked over at someone wearing a grey suit that was sprawled out next to me clutching his nose.

I gently helped him up realising he was a teacher. He looked at me with big grey guys that held me captive for at least twenty seconds

"It's okay it was partially my fault. Are you okay?" He pointed to my scrapped elbow that was bleeding quite heavily.

"Oh that's fine" I genuinely smiled at him. He smiled back with his beautiful gleaming teeth.

"Let's go get cleaned up yeah?" He smiled and let me lead the way.

"So what are you teaching here?" I politely asked him giving him a shyly smile.

"I'm teaching English. What are you majoring in?" He smiled dashingly at me.

"English and math" I smiled up at his tall frame.

"So I'll be seeing you around then Mrs?"

"Mrs. Lola smith" we both smiled at each other. 

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I'm so sorry I haven't updated in like a year ••