Fighting For You *Sequal to My Best Friend <3*

chapter twenty two

Mollie's POV

"Niall I can't do this." I said as we pulled up to the building. 

"Mollie, I know you can! You are a strong girl! This will help! I promise! I'm coming with you so just look at me ok?" I nodded and got out of the car. I grabbed onto Niall's hand and walked in. 

AA. Alcoholics Anonymous. It means I have a problem. Niall and I sat in the front row as people went up and talked, Niall's hand never leaving mine until my turn. I took a deep breath and Niall smiled at me as I walked up to the podium. 

"Hi. Um, my name is Mollie... and I'm an alcoholic." there is said it, "It all started about five months ago. My boyfriend was beating me up. But I didn't say anything. I wish I could tell you I was courageous and as soon as he started I left. But I didn't. If it wasn't for my best friend Niall I would still be with him, in and our of the emergency room. Niall saved me. About a month later I started to date Niall. Life was perfect. But one day Zach and Niall's ex Natalie took me. I spent about two weeks stuck in a cellar with no one but a mouse named James to keep me company. When I got out I thought it was over. The worst has come and gone." I paused as a tear fell down my cheek and I struggled to keep the oncoming sobs in my chest. "It was in my dreams and I couldn't take it. There was one thing that would take my mind away. Let me forget." I took a deep breath, "My name is Mollie and I have been alcoholic for a month, and I don't want to be one for another day." 

The audience clapped and I smiled as I saw Niall's proud face light up the crowd as he stood up. I ran over and hugged him and cried into his chest, "You were so brave princess!"

After the meeting we went home. I'm going to another one once a week for six weeks where we will learn coping methods and how to stay clear of alcohol. 

"Niall?" I asked as we sat in the living room watching my favourite movie, Mean Girls.

"Yeah?" he asked turning his eyes from the screen to face me as he shoved yet another handful of popcorn into his mouth. 

"What if I can't do it?" 

Niall smiled sweetly at me. "Mollie you are the strongest girl I know. I know that you can get over it! And I promise not to touch another drink while I'm around you!" 

"Really?" 

"Really. Now how long?" 

I smiled like a six year old bringing an A+ home. "It has been three days since my last drink!" Niall smiled. He knows how hard this is for me. You can't just say 'you know what? No more drinks for me!'. It eats at you inside. You try to tell yourself no but your body craves it. It's like someone is following you around telling you that you need just one bottle of beer. 

Everything triggers it. Young people who I know have the freedom to drink, people drinking water, everything. And Niall can tell. I don't even know how! It's like he has this strange third sense super power that can tell when I'm craving it. He holds my hand tight and starts to talk about the most random things. The last time was today when we went out of dinner. The person one booth behind me ordered a bottle of wine and I just couldn't focus on anything else until Niall grabbed my hand and started to talk about Armadillos. 

I'm lucky that I have Niall. Without him I would still be stuck in Canada, living a mediocer life while going to college. 

Look at me now. I have the best boyfriend ever, I'm still going to college to get my degree in literature and now I'm writing and preforming songs with One Direction!

Some times I think life couldn't get more perfect. I closed my eyes and waited for it. For whatever was going to roll into my life and make is spiral down again. I waited but nothing happened. I opened my eyes and I was still on the couch, Niall beside me. I smiled as I took a sip of my orange juice.