Vanessa's POV
I was pacing the house, waiting for Niall to get home.. hoping he'd seen the reunion. When he got home he was slamming doors and grumbling about stupid ideas, and stupid choices, and stupid bitch and something else.....
"Honey what's the matter?" I said, following him up the stairs.
"Nothing.. he just.. she bats her eyes and begs and pleads and he just caves and takes her back.. she's only gonna hurt him again.. he deserves better than a girl who’s choices change as much as the wind blows..." he growled.
"He loves her Ni." I said. "What would you do if you were in his position?"
"If you had done to me... what she did to him..." he said, before he rolled his eyes, "You do not want me to answer that..." Okay what the hell is going on with him? He is not acting like my husband and I do not like it.
"What?! Why are you just..s taring at me like that?" he snapped. I just shook my head and he rolled his eyes and went up to our room and I went to take care of the laundry. I just let the tears slip down my cheeks as I cleaned out his jeans. Once i emptied his right pocket..... I found a few tiny little baggies of white powder.
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Oh my god...no....oh please no. Please for the love of all things good in the world....please don't let this be drugs. But the more I think about it, the more everything makes sense.
"Nessie! Have you seen my white wash jeans?!" I heard him call out. i looked at the jeans on the dryer i was emptying.
"Uhhhh...no I haven't!!" I called back, still staring at the pouches in my hand.
"Are you sure.. i really need them," he said, his voice coming closer. I hastily stuffed the packages into my pocket and snatched up the jeans.
"Hang on I found 'em!"
"Thanks baby..." he grinned, coming in.
"Sure." I said softly. He kissed my cheek and took off with his jeans.
"Hey baby.... I'm uh... gonna go visit with Ele for a bit.. you be okay?"
"Of course baby! Go have fun!" he called back.
"Yeah fun's not the words I'd use to describe it." I muttered to myself as I grabbed my keys and my purse. When I arrived at Eleanor and Louis I knocked. But they didn't answered their little girl Avery answered the door.
"HI auntie Nessie...." she grinned.
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"Hi beautiful." I smiled while she hugged my legs.
"Are your Mummy and Daddy home?"
"Yes..... mummy is sleeping..... daddy says its from a good pounding headache...... and he's making dinner..." she grinned. I rolled my eyes and stepped into the house, trust Louis Tomlinson to say that to his child. I walked into the kitchen and whapped him over the head.
"Did you seriously tell your daughter Eleanor has a headache because she got a good pounding?"
"NO! I said she had a pounding headache, as in a really bad one!" he protested.
"Whatever, I'm not here to yell at you about that." I glanced around the room to ensure Avery wasn't listening before continuing.
"We have a problem with Niall....a serious problem." I said in hushed tones.
"Okay.. whats wrong? I shut the kitchen door and pulled the bags of white powder out of my pocket. "I found these in his jeans."
"Oh my god...... are you serious?' he whispered in shock.
"I wouldn't make this up Louis." I said, the tears burning my eyes. "What am I going to do?"
"Well we need to let the guys know... and our girls..... have an intervention....." he said, "Like that cool American TV show!!!!" This was becoming too much for me to handle and I collapsed into a bar stool at the breakfast bar and bawled my eyes out. I was so scared.
"Oh Nessie, shhhhh," he whispered, hugging me as Eleanor came in.
"Louis William! Why is she crying.. what did you do?!" she asked.
"Why does everyone blame me?!" he whined.
"Cuz usually you have no filter on your mouth and you say something stupid...." she giggled.
"Yeah well for once I'm not to blame." he said.
"Oh.. then.. oh god. Nessie... do you... have a problem?!" Ele asked, lifting the baggies.
"Wrong again love..." Louis smiled, pecking her cheek.
"Niall's," I whined, only lifting my head from the counter enough to pout, then set my head back into my arms. Eleanor looked like a stunned mullet.
"Niall's?" she repeated. "Are you absolutely positive they're Niall's?"
"Yes, they came out of his jeans," I whined, repeating the lifting then setting back down of my head.
"Oh my goodness." Ele gasped. "A-a-a-are we...what are we going to do Lou?"
"I dunno... but we have to help him..." Louis said. My tears started up again and they slowly rolled down my face and plopped onto the skin of my arms. Eleanor pulled me into a hug and I heard Louis calling Zayn and Liam......
"Why would he do something like this Ele?" I sniffled. "What would drive him to that? Am I not good enough or....?" I trailed of and sobbed in her arms.
"NO!!! Nessie!!! Never!!!! he loves you so much! you are not the reason for this...." she soothed, rubbing my back.
"Then what?!" I wailed. "We're going to find that out sweetie." she soothed.
"I called Zayn and Liam....... they are coming over with Perrie and Danielle.... Harry said Niall's not too happy with him and Jeny and want to wait to see if you want them here.. if so, they'll come over and join us and we'll do an intervention......." Louis said, softly.
"I want Harry and Jeny here." I whimpered. "I can't go through this without her."
"Okay I'll call them...." he said, and went off to call.
"You should call Niall.. once everyone gets here... tell him we're throwing a last minute BBQ..... food always work..." Eleanor said.
I played with my fingers. "I don't know if I can talk to him Ele....I'm honestly terrified of him at the moment."
"I'll call him... ill do it...." she reassured. I sighed and nodded, as Louis finished up his call.
"Everyone is on their way..." he said. Well... here goes nothing......
