Beaten and Bullied (Harry Styles fanfic) RESTORED!

Chapter 17

Chapter 17-

CHERI'S POV

I wake with a splitting headache, I look around to see Lily lying peacefully asleep next to me. I rub my forehead, how did I get here?

I remember having multiple shots of the vodka after seeing Harry with that girl but everything after that is all blurry. I look over to the bedside table and see someone's left a note there.

Phone me as soon as you wake up.

It's important.

Niall.

I scrunch up my eyebrows in confusion. Niall must have taken me home and then left me the note. I must have been really drunk then. Why does he want to talk?

I fumble out of bed and search for my phone, which is in my bag. I get back into bed and then find Niall's number that I'd saved into my phone from yesterday. I call it and Niall almost immediately picks it up.

"Cheri?" he asks, he sounds strange.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I ask worried.

"I'll explain when I get here, I need to talk to you" he replies.

"Okay?"

"I'll be round in ten, I'm just getting in the car". Then he cuts off the phone call. I stare at the phone in concern. He wasn't acting himself. What had happened last night?

I look down at myself and see I'm still in the dress from last night. I quickly change into skinny jeans and a crop top. I heard the door knock and Louis peers round.

"Niall's here for you" he says in confusion.

I nod and Niall comes through the door and shuts it behind him so Louis can't hear our conversation. He sits down on the bed gently so that he doesn't wake Lily. I sit down next to him. He clears his throat then begins.

"You told me something last night when you were drunk..."

I raise my eyebrow at him. What did I say that was so important?

I hope I didn't tell him about how I might like Harry a bit more than I should. Or did I tell him something embarrassing?

Like the time I clogged the toilet at the work and it started to flood and-

My thoughts are cut off as soon as I hear the words leave his mouth.

"Y-You said Harry was Lily father..."

I can't help but let a gasp escape my mouth as I look at him in shock. I quickly compose myself and glare at him. How did I end up telling him that?

I shouldn't have let my jealously get the better of me and then I wouldn't have had so much to drink.

"No, I didn't".

I can't let him know, what if he tells Harry?

"Cheri, what's the point in lying to me" he says gently.

I sigh, he's right. I can't keep it bottled up forever. What's the point anymore?

"It's true," I whisper and I feel relief wash over me. Finally after nearly two years I've told someone.

Niall just gapes at me but I can't look him in the eyes.

"Why didn't you just tell him?" he says angrily.

"It's not as simple as that" I say quietly, he looks at me like I'm insane.

Since he knows part of the story, I might as well tell him the rest. I explain to him how when I was pregnant that Harry was too dangerous to be around and how I left to go to London to get away.