-Zayn !
I wince as his fist flies into Niall's face.
-What the hell, man?!
I stand between them and push Zayn away from Niall.
- Didn't I tell you to keep your tongue behind your teeth?! Zayn screams.
- He is innocent. My mother must know who she wants to marry! - I scream too.
Niall pulls my elbows and I'm forced to turn to face him.
- What did you do? Damn it, Grace.
- That's why you said it. Stupid idiot. So that I could not see you in my eyes.
Zayn is about to hit again, but Niall himself catches his hand and pushes him. Zayn looks at me angrily and leaves the house. I close my eyes and turn to Niall. When I opened my eyes, I saw that he was trying to wipe the blood from his nose with the sleeve of his sweater.
- I apologize...
- Go and you.
-Niall ...
He passes me and I follow him.
- I didn't think that Zayn would hear my conversation with my mother.
- I told you to shut up and not tell anyone about it, but I couldn't do that either. Maybe you can just go outside?!
I freeze, and he slams the bathroom door in my face.
- I was just trying to help my mother!
He opens the door and his stern face is right in front of me.
- You tried to help yourself. Because everything you do is also just thinking about yourself. You are as damaged as I am. Now go or I'll throw you out the door myself.
And he disappears behind the door. I sigh deeply and leave his house.
When I enter my house, I slam the door. I wipe my wet cheeks and enter the kitchen. Mom holds the phone with trembling hands and looks out the window.
-I have?
- I called him and told him. He simply said that he would return home soon. It is true.
I approach her and hug her.
-Forgive me for not believing you, dear.
- Everything is fine. I can't believe it either, even though I've only known that man for a month.
- And where did I put us, - mother snorts her nose.
I rub her back and notice through the kitchen window when Ian's car enters the yard. I kiss my mother's hair and leave her alone in the kitchen while I go to my room.
Where is Zayn? What was so bad that I told my mother about Ian? How the girls raised a huge problem. When I got to the mirror, I cleaned myself after somehow running off the mascara.
I jump when my phone starts ringing. After all, everyone should be in class now. I go to the phone and take it in my hands. Briana?
Grace : And you shouldn't be at school?
Briana: And you? - she giggled.
Grace: Well, I'd rather be at school.
Briana: Wow, wow. what happened
I look at the door, behind which I can hear mom and Ian arguing.
Briana : Grace?
Grace: Oh. Forgive me. I will call a little later.
I drop the phone and leave the room. I want to go down the stairs, but Zayn grabs my hand.
- Don't interfere now.
- Hey, let me go.
I try to pull my hand out of his grip, but it's a worthless use of force.
- I told you.
- He will do something else to my mother!
- He will not raise his hand against your mother.
- He was convicted of violence. Therefore, I will not leave her alone with him.
I push him and quickly pull out my hand. I run down the stairs and Zayn follows me. Mom is crying into her hands in the living room, and Ian is standing with his head down. I slowly approach my mother and touch her shoulder.
-I have?
-Pack your things, Grace, -she snorts.
-What? No, -suddenly speaks Ian.
- Yes. I need time to think about everything, - mother protests.
-Okay, but I'm leaving, not you, -Ian doesn't budge.
- This is your home...
- He's yours, baby.
Mom screams, but quickly shuts her mouth.
- Let me know when you decide. I know you need time and space. I'll give you everything, just please make the right decision, - Ian smiles a little and touching my shoulder, he leaves the living room together with Zayn.
I hug my mother, and she bursts into my shoulder. I can't hear anything more painful than my mother's cry. Now my task is to make her happy. And maybe apologize to Nia... though no . I am not guilty. I did everything right.
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Something I Want
FanfictionI know that He is a lost book. The cover is beautiful, drawing you to open the book, but the inside is unpredictable, thought-provoking and horrific. But He quickly became someone I want, someone I love and someone I hate. Original writer: Nouislavm...