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Zayn's Pov:
Niall's been going to see his dad alot lately. Each week he seems to be improving more and more, I suppose I'm glad about this but in a way I'm not. I'm happy that he's getting better because I couldn't stand the idea of Niall being hurt again that's why I'm not to happy about it either. I know when Niall's dads back to normal Niall can go home and live with him again, I know it has to happen eventually but what if Niall's dad relapses and starts hurting Niall again? What if Niall gets so scared he dosen't speak up and tell me? Then he's back to suffering in silence and I can't help him. I hate the idea of that, I know I shouldn't be thinking like that but it's in the back of my mind, You hear about it all the time with drug users and alcoholics, They relapse and start using again then things turn ugly, In this case if Niall's dad relapses then Niall's in danger. I haven't spoken to Niall about this, How can I? I don't want to put that fear back in his mind, He seem's so happy knowing his dads improving, I can't put a stop to that. Today Niall asked me if I would go back to his house with him, Clean it up a little for when his dad does go home, Being there made me worry even more. The second we walked through the door there was bottles and cans all over the floor.
"Did he seriously drink all this?" I asked with wide eyes, Niall nodded his head.
"Yep, He'd go out and drink then he would come home, Drink some more and then well you know" Niall replied, I sighed before putting my arms around him, Niall smiled at me. "I'm ok" Niall assured me.
"So where do we start?" I asked, Niall signalled to all the beer bottles.
"By taking all the alcohol out the house, But there's loads trust me" Niall said, I nodded my head before pulling off my jacket, I placed it on the banisters before walking into the kitchen to find a bin bag, After a few minutes I finally located some and began opening them one at a time, I then made my way into the living room where Niall was. There was all shattered glass on the floor, More bottles of alcohol, Broken pictures, Dried blood, It made me cringe because I knew who the blood belonged to.
"Are you sure your ready to do this Ni?" I asked.
"Of course I am, I have you here, Besides it needs to be done" Niall stated, I nodded my head before beginning to pick up all the bottles on the floor.
"Zayn do you remember this?" Niall asked, I looked up from the floor to see Niall holding a picture of both our parents together, I smiled at the memory.
"Yeah it was a few months after your family moved here from Ireland, My family had this big barbaque and we were already friends, Then during the barbaque our parents started talking and they got really close especially our mums" I replied, Niall nodded his head.
"Yeah the day after they dragged us shopping with them, Three hours they shopped for" Niall added.
"I'll never know how someone can shop for that long!" I exclaimed, Niall laughed.
"That makes two of us" Niall replied, I smiled as I picked up some more beer bottles, I then threw them into the bin bag, Niall was cleaning up all the dried blood.
"Brings back so many memories" Niall whispered. "Not all bad ones, Just memories in general" Niall added.
"Do you want to talk about them?" I questioned.
"Right here on the couch is where I had heart to hearts with my mum about the bullying and us not being friends anymore, It's crazy because even back then she knew we'd come through it and be closer then ever" Niall informed me a smile spread across my face.
"Really?" I asked, Niall nodded his head.
"She told me there's no way we can go without seeing eachother, That one of us would end up cracking or a great force would bring us back together and make us both realize were just as stubborn as eachother" Niall explained, I chuckled.
"She was always smart your mum, I remember the first time I tried skateboarding and I fell off, Busted my knee open, Your mum was the one who cleaned it and bandaged it for me" I remembered.
"She even gave you an ice cream for being a good little boy" Niall teased, I laughed.
"Do you remember the first time I dyed my hair?" Niall asked, I nodded my head.
"Yeah we came back with the hair dye and your mum's eyes nearly fell out her head, She said that neither of us was going to do it because we'd end up turning it bright red" I stated as I began laughing.
"Good times" Niall whispered, I smiled.
"There's going to be more good times like that Niall I promise"
Cleaning the house took us both half the day! I'd never seen so many bottles and cans of alcohol before, We could have literally opened a shop with the amount that was there, I couldn't believe it. Looking at the amount of drink just made me more scared, How could his dad overcome that? There's so much there he's consumed so much for such a long time, How can they be sure he won't relapse? Going into Niall's room broke my heart even more, Yeah I've been in there once before when I got his bracelet back but I didn't pay much attention to my surroundings, There was blood all over his floor, The blood was hidden by his bed sheet that I suppose his dad threw on the floor. I couldn't go back to this, I don't understand how Niall can and not be affected by it.
"Ni?" I whispered as I sat down on his bed.
"Yeah?" Niall replied.
"I'm just going to come right out and say this, Aren't you scared? To come back here and be with your dad again?" I asked, Niall sighed before sitting down beside me.
"Honestly yeah I am, I think I'll always be scared, But it's different to last time" Niall said.
"How?" I questioned.
"Last time I felt like I had nobody, Like no one could help me, That no one could save me, But now I have you and I have Cher, Your both the reason that I can do this, Because you gave me strength and hope when I needed it the most, And I know when I need you your both going to be there for me" Niall explained, I sighed.
"I love you Niall" I stated as I looked him deeply in the eyes.
"I love you too" Niall whispered as he grazed his lips against mine, A small smile spread across my face, He's so strong, So brave, I don't know how he does it, But I'm glad he does, Because I need him in my life, I've been without him once I won't be without him again.
