Philophobia - A Niall Horan Fanfiction

Chapter Seven

"No one wants you, you ugly bitch," My dad yelled at me. I was used to it but that wasn't a good thing.

"Mom wanted me but no, you killed her. Abby wants me but she is too scared that I will be like you. My life was perfect until you came back. I'm in love, I have the best 4 older brothers and I have my favorite little sister on the planet but, you always have to ruin my life too. I ran away because you couldn't care for a thing we did. Niall, Harry, Louis, Zayn, and Liam all cared with all of their hearts but there was not one little bit of love coming from you."

"They are just pretending they are just using you to get to you. I saved you, Now go to bed or I will kick your ass." My dad yells at me. As I run past him I smell his alcohol-filled breath. I already knew what was going to happen. As I reach to open my bedroom door my dad comes behind me and grabs my hips.

"NO ONE WILL LOVE YOU THE WAY THAT I DO."

"You don't even love me. You are not even my dad. Dads don't hurt their children.

"NIALL, HELP ME, PLEASE!" I yelled at the top of my lungs I knew he couldn't hear me. 

"Shut the fuck you you little bitch." My dad yelled in my face as he took my shirt off. 

Then I suddenly feel someone shaking me and I hear a faint 'Anna, wake up'. It was just a dream. Or was it? I feel the shaking getting more intense.

"Anna, wake up, it's just a bad dream." I hear Niall say as his voice gets louder and louder. Then I felt my eyes open. As soon as I could see I started to cry. I didn't care what Niall thought.

"Niall, you're alive," I said through my tears.

Niall was confused about what I had said but he had just played along with it. 

"Hey, it's ok, it was just a dream. I'm right here. I got you." Niall whispered in my ear. It made me feel better. After 10 minutes my crying subsided. I place my head back on Niall's chest.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I could sense that he just wanted to find a way to make me feel better if he knew what the dream was about but I didn't feel like talking about it right now.

"Why do people hurt me? Maybe I deserve it but I don't know why I do."

I could see the sadness wash over Niall's face. He didn't want to believe what I had said.

"What do you mean Anna? Who is hurting you? Was it the guy in the park?" Niall had said I could see that his brain was going a thousand miles a second.

"My dad" I had said under my breath. Hoping that Niall didn't hear it.

Niall's face had frozen. He was in shock and I could tell.

"That's why Abby and I were in the park."

Niall pulled me closer into his embrace.

"Anna, I am so sorry, nobody should have to go through that, especially you and Abby."

"I know that Abby doesn't deserve it but I do."

"Anna you don't deserve any of it I promise you. How about I sing a song for you? Since you should go to bed because you look really tired" Niall says in his soft conferring voice. Even though I haven't known him that long I already fell in love with him. The way he took care of Abby and the way he isn't judging me for who I am.

"Okay. Can you sing Little Things please?" I say. Even though I was singing 18 in the park, Little Things was still my favorite by far.

"Your hands fit in mine like it's made just for me 

but bear this in mind it was meant to be. 

And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks 

and it all makes sense to me. 

I know you never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile. 

You never loved your stomach or your thighs. 

The dimples in your back, at the bottom of your spine. 

But I'll love them endlessly." 

Niall sings to me. His voice was so gentle. He wasn't like any other guy. I feel my eyes shut and now I'm asleep. What feels like minutes I'm suddenly woken up by my favorite person on earth.