"Get the fuck out of my house," My fathers raspy alcohol filled voice screams. "When I get back you better not be here!" I hear the front door slam shut and I look out the window, watching the man I called my father stumble through the yard and to his car.
He drives away and I grab a bag, knowing that if I'm still here by the time he gets home I'm going to be in more danger then I already am in.
After packing my bag I grab my phone and wallet before shutting my bedroom door and walking outside and down the street.
I bring my phone to my ear and wait until the line was picked up.
"Hello?" His smooth yet raspy voice picks up. Sorry to have woke you.
"Hey," I mumble. "Its me."
"Hey, yeah I know it's you. What's going on? Are you okay?" I could hear the worry in his voice.
"Yeah everything's fine, I got out before he could do anything," I look both ways and cross the street. "I was just wondering-"
"Yeah?"
"Is the spare bedroom still available? Just for a few days?" I sat hopefully on a park bench.
"I'm sure we could work something out." I could basically hear him smiling. Which is odd.
"Alright," I smile. "I'll figure out my way there. I'm at the park right now."
"I could pick you up, it's no problem."
"No. I can tell by the way you answered the phone that you were sleeping. I'll figure something out. You just go back to sleep."
He yawns. "Alright. Just promise me that if you can't find a ride that you'll call me and I'll come pick you up, okay?"
"Okay Mr. Horan, I'll see you soon." I hang up and look around. It couldn't hurt to walk. He only lives five miles away at the most. The only downside to the idea is that I woulf have to walk past the bar I'm almost certain my father's at.
The sky began to darken as I take a deep breath and pull my jacket closer to my body. "Well, here goes nothing." I mumble and start my way towards Niall's. After about three and a half miles down the road I finally begin to see the peak of the bar, my father's car, along with many others parked outside.
Maybe nobody will see me walk past. I continue my way down the road trying my best to hide in the shadows as much as possible. After about three minutes I finally began to feel safe and that I'm in the clear.
My phone begins to ring so I quickly pull it out of my pocket. "Hello?"
"Hey, it's been a while. You almost here?" Niall asks quickly.
"Uh, I'll be there in about twenty minutes, maybe fifteen if I speed walk."
"Wait you're walking? I told you to call me if you couldn't get a ride!"
"No, you said to call you if I couldn't figure out a way there. And seeing as walking counts as a method of transportation, I found no need in calling a very tired Niall to come pick me up." I say. Wow. Big words! Go me!!!
"You have a point, next time call, alright? I worry." He mumbles.
"Yes sir," I salute to myself. "I'll be sure to do that. I have a question."
"Yeah?"
"Can you maybe stay on the phone with me? At least until I get there?" I ask shyly. What the fuck was I suppose to say?
"Good idea, maybe that'll give me a peace of mind." I smile slightly looking ahead.
"I'm almost there," I cheer. "I can literally see your house. Its like three blocks away."
"Well get here quickly! I just put a movie in and I think Harry might claim to guest room if you don't hurry."
"Well damn that got me moving," I giggle walking up the steps and onto his porch./"Hey, Niall guess what," I giggle. "I'm on your front porch."
I hear the line go dead and then feet beating against the flooring on the other side of the door. He opens it pulling me in and into his arms.
"What a surprise," he mumbles jokingly. "I had no idea you were coming."
"Well, surprise! Where's the guest room? Harry beat me to it?"
"Sadly yes but," he smiles. "My room happens to be open."
I look at him confused. "What?"
"Listen there's something I've been meaning to tell you."
"And what's that?"
He smiles pushing a strand of hair away from my face. "I like you," he mumbles. "A lot actually. And,"
"Niall, is there a reason you're telling me this? Now? In front of your door?"
"The first time you told me about what your father does to you I was absolutely fierice, and I promise that it'll never happen again. Please just have a clear mind about what I'm going to do next."
I turn my head and look around confused. When I turn back to Niall he slowly leans in and captures my lips with his. "I love you." He whispers, pulling away. A smile sketches onto the face as I pull him back into another kiss.
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This ones for @JennaLeeGraham
