This Is Us (one direction fan fic)

Chapter 11: Why'd You Have To Mention Nando's For?

A/N’s at the end! Hope you enjoy the chapter!

it's quite dramatic too..

and if any of you have been though something like this, then i'm terribly sorry and i'm always here if you need to talk to anyone

bethxo

Nialls pov:

 I’m pretty sure we, me and Brooke, fell asleep in the living room because I woke up and she was snuggled into my side with her head on my chest. I had my arms around her waist and our legs we’re entwined together. She looks so cute when she sleeps. Is that creepy? I was watching her for what seemed like ages, studying her facial features. When suddenly her sweet smile dropped and she looked scared?

Is she having a nightmare? I tried cuddling her and soothing her, but nothing seemed to work.

Brookes pov:

i was walking along a long peaceful road, with a glistening pond to my right. There was little duckings swimming after it's mother trying so hard to keep as close as possible so they don't get lost. Purple, red and yellow flowers blossoming all around this beautiful lake. The trees up ahead were vibrant green, and arched over the path i was walking along.

I noticed a little girl, sitting on a bench in the corner of the pond, so i walked over to her.

"are you okay? whats your name sweetie? Where are your parents?" i asked as the little girl stared up at me.

i knew this girl. In fact that girl...

she was me, an alone little 9 year old girl.

I remember this day, my mom and dad had a huge argument, and things we're being throw around the house, and i just couldn't take it. so i ran, to the only place i could be calm. This park.The only place i can remember my parents being happy together. As i continued running i had no energy left s i just sat down on the bench and cried. Not one fucker came to see what was wrong with me.

I sat there for hours, and it started to go dark, my parents hadn't even bothered to look for me?

The once beautiful park became dark and eerie, with no lights to see where i was going. I needed to get home before it was pitch black. I carried on walking, and i knew i shouldn't. I was screaming to myself, turn away Brooke! Run away! but i didn't.

I came to my street, and walked up the path to my front door. It was deadly quiet in the house now, no more screaming, no more arguing, no more smashing. I opened the front door and slipped inside. I would never of pictured the image i was stood in front of.

"i cant do this no more Emily!" my father screamed holding a gun to his own head.

surely he wouldn't want to...kill himself? right?

"don't think about it Paul! what about your daughter?! she loves you! your just gonna go and take your own life and not going to think about how this will affect her?!" screamed back my mother.

"daddy, w-what are you d-doing?" i whispered almost enough so he could hear me.

"nothing sweetheart" he replied, looking panicked.

"well put down the gun!" i screamed.

"okay darling, anything for you" he said back.

i remember all of this. word by word. facial expression, by facial expression. How the man that brought me into this world was thinking about killing himself, before my life had began? before i had my first boyfriend, before i had my first heartbreak? before i got married and had children?