Parenting

Chapter Thirteen

-Christine's POV-

Niall slowly looked up at me from my phone. My eyes narrowed as I paced over to him. "What the hell are you doing?" I snatched my phone from him to see he had been talking to Chris. Oh no.

"That asshole's trying to get you back. Tell him it's over!" Niall stood yelling at me.

"I-it's not that easy!"

"Look what he did to you!" He grabbed my wrists as I winced back. "He had the nerve to touch you like that and now look!"

"T-they'll heal!"

"Stop making excuses Christine! Dump him or I will!" I stepped back ad be stepped with me. Glaring down at me, he whipped his hand out to grab my phone though I moved out if the way. "Give MD your phone!"

"Fuck off!" I yelled as he kept trying to grab my phone. He eventually held me against him as his other hand snatched my phone behind my back. "Give it back!"

I yelled angrily as he typed while running from the room.

"NIALL!" Who the fuck does he think he is?! Harry stared wide eyed with William in his lap as I ram after Niall up the hallway.

My hand grabbed his wrist as he jumped into the bathroom. Though he yanked me forward as I slipped and hit my head on the bathroom sink.

"O-oh my god! Christine!" He knelt beside me as i held my face trying to crawl away from him.

"S-stay away." I whimpered as he put my phone down kneeling beside me. "Stay away!" I yelled as he took my wrists in his hold.

I was shaking in pain under the boy. Everything became a white noise as he looked at my face wide eyed.

"You're bleeding." He stood up and wet a wash cloth before coming back down. "Hold still."

"P-piss off!" I choked out as he held my shoulder and sabbed against the wound on my head. The phone then buzzed though Niall didn't flinch away.

My head looked down as be sighed and pressed the cloth on my face.

"I'm sorry." He whispered as a loose tear slipped down my cheek. Niall knelt down and wrapped his arms around my head as I softly cried into my hands.

"I-I can't." I sobbed as he stroked my hair. "H-he's all I-I have!"

My hands grabbed onto Niall's shirt as he let me sob into him.

"That's not true." He muttered as I bit my quivering lip. "You have me, Harry, Lou and those two youngsters out there." I shook my head as Niall leant back and wiped my head before setting the cloth on my skin again. "I won't let him lay a finger on you Christine."

"W-why?" I whimpered. "I-it's not l-like y-you care!" His eyes softened as he shook his head.

"I do care Christine. I care because a beautiful girl like you shouldn't be dragged down by some guy like Chris."

"J-just... do it." I mumbled pushing him away. "End it then." Niall stared at me intently before slowly nodding and grabbing my phone.

He typed away as I pulled my knees to my chest.

"There. It's done." He put the phone in my lap and sat down next to me, facing the opposite direction so he could still look at me.

Now I officially have no one. These boys don't really know Mr. Maddy's to young to understand and my parents don't even live with me anymore.

"Thanks." My word came off cold and wavered.

"Why don't you stay here a little longer to catch your breath." Niall touched my knee though I flinched away.

"Is everything ok in here?" We saw Harry standing at the door with concerned eyes. "Oh my god." They widened as he stepped forward though Niall stood.

"It's fine, I've got it under control." Harry's eyes wavered uncertain as he looked down at me. I probably looked pathet right now. Who'd want to see that?

"Alright. I'm gonna start lunch so... come out when you're ready." He hesitantly left the room as Niall sighed and looked back at me.

He held his hand out though I hesitated.

"Come on. I'm not going to hurt you." Although you just did.

I lifted a shaky hand and let him pull me to my feet; his hand staying around mine as he guided me out.

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-Niall's POV-

I felt like absolute shit. I tried to do the right thing by Christine but it only seemed to end up worse.

Maddy sat on Louis lap as William sat on Christine's. I didn't feel angered by it this time though. I was still concerned with the cut she had on her forehead.

"How's your head?" I spoke up as Christine spared me a glance.

"Fine." She replied quietly as I looked at my food. No; no it's not going to be like this.

"Can I check it?" I asked standing up.

"I said it's fine." Her eyes stay glued to the table as I cane around.

"Mate,"

"Christine, I just want to help." My hand reached out though she leant away from it.

"You've done enough." Touching her head, she went to slap me away though I grabbed her arm. The tension was now fogging up the table.

"I'll check it." Harry stepped in and came to her other side as he carefully peeled the cloth away. "Just slight swelling. Nothing a band aid won't fix." He forced a smile as Christine nodded.

Harry then took her hand and walked her with William into the kitchen. My fists balled. She was my friend and that was my responsibility.

"Easy mate. No need to get jealous." Louis chuckled as he offered Maddy another piece of buttered bread.

"Is Chrissy ok?"

"Chrissy's fine babe. Eat up your bread."

Fuck.