Niall and Nicki (Niall Fanfiction)

Ch. 15

 Crap!

    "Niall, I'm sorry, but I really need to go."

    "What? Why?"  

     "Because Mar-!" Marco, then, busted through the door. "Niall, meet me at my house at six and I'll explain everything." I snatched my bag off the table and ran. Marco came after me,

    "Oh no bitch! Get your skinny ass over here!" I ran around a table and headed toward the door. I hear a thud. I turned around and saw Marco on the floor. Niall started running toward me. He picked me up bridal style and out the door, into the elevator. I pressed the one button. Marco was running to the elevator, but didn't run fast enough. The doors were closed by the time he reached us. 

     "Phew! Thank you Niall."

     "No problem Nicki!" He said, beaming down at me.

     "Uh, Niall? You can put me down now." I said meekly.

     "No, I'm good." He replied.

     "But, isn't it tiring? Just carrying me? Your arms must be tired?"  I said, trying to persuade him. Trying to make him realize that his arms were tired. 

    "No." He said, flatly.

    "Well then." I climbed out of his arms, my arms still wrapped around his neck. I hugged him and kissed his cheek. "It was nice though." I whispered in his ear. The doors open and I walk out. As I'm heading toward the front doors, I hear someone yell. I turned around and saw Marco running to me. I started running as fast as I could. I went through the doors, as  I looked back to see if he was still chasing me. Then, I bumped into something- or someone. As I turned my head to face this person, he said,

     "Where do you think you think you're going?" It was Marco's best friend, Chaz. I replied, 

     "J-just n-nowhere. Going h-home." He smirked and replied with,

     "Here, let me escort you."

     "No, no." I said, " I don't think that's necces-" He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. Why is everyone picking me up today? Am I really that light? I'm not a doll. I punched his back and somehow managed to kick his face. He pretended to drop me, but then smacked my butt saying,

    "Shut up bitch!" He took me into an alley. He threw me on the ground. I hit my head on the ground, causing an open wound on my forehead. My head was throbbing really badly. My vision started to get blurry, but not very. I saw Marco coming down the alley. Chaz and Marco were talking, but I couldn't hear it cause it sounded muffled to me, and they were probably whispering. I groaned, as I put my hand up to my head. Marco, then, kicked me in my stomach. I managed to get up and say,

    "Why are you doing this? What did I do?"

    "Quiet slut! You don't need to know!" He replied. This really boiled my blood.

   "Look here, bastard! I have a right to know why you locked me in a room, dragged me to this alley by your friend, and beaten me. I-"

    "Look here! You don't need to know!" He grabbed my hair... again. I should just cut it. "Look, it seems like you're asking me to continue beating you." Then he kicked my shins. So did Chaz. They punched and kicked me. Shins. Arms. Stomach. "Now," he whispered in my ear, "I'll stop." 

    "What do you want?" I have a feeling I know what he's going to say.

    "I want you to stop being Neil's girlfriend and be mine." Well, I'm not his girlfriend. It's Niall. I looked him in his eyes and saw hatred. Not toward me, but to Niall. Even though he's not present.

    "Never." I mumbled.

    "What did you say?" He asked.

    "Never." I replied a tad louder.

    "Look bitch, I can't hear you, so you better speak up or el-" I cut him off.

    "NEVER MARCO, NEVER! I HAVE NEVER LOVED YOU! I DON'T EVEN LIKE YOU! YOU'VE BEEN A JERK TO ME EVER SINCE YOU MET ME! WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU?!" I managed to get my hair out of his grip and walk away. "I'll see you tomorrow, Marco and Chaz." I sighed out. I shrugged my bag onto my shoulder.I hurt really bad. I walked past them and out the alley. It hurt evey step I took. I couldn't even walk straight. Then I fell into someone's arms. I looked up and saw Niall. He looked down at me with sad eyes, 

     "Nicki? What happened to you?! Your arms and legs are covered in cuts and bruises." I stood up and looked at my arms and legs. He was right. Then, I saw a gash on my left arm. I think I fell on some glass. I couldn't tell cause my head was throbbing. I pushed past Niall and started for home again. But, he thought different. He picked me up bridal style, again, and ran me home. All I remember was my mom screaming when she saw me.