Parenting

Chapter Thirty Four

-Christine's POV-

I fixed my hair up in the bathroom, making sure to push it out of my face so I could check that my makeup covered my fading bruises.

"Do you have to go?" Niall whined keeping his arms tightened around me.

"Indie will be here soon."

"Why can't she just hang around here? I don't want you to go. I just want to cuddle." He pressed his lips to my shoulder and kissed up to my cheek.

"We've made plans to go to the movies today."

"Baby!"

My phone buzzed a message from Indie telling me she was her.

"That's my cue." I perked and nodded at my reflection as I took my phone and purse. Turning to leave was a bit of a problem though.

Niall kept clung to me as I walked out the room and towards the front door. Finally reaching the door, I texted Indie I was on my way but my boyfriend was acting like a child.

Niall then plopped onto the ground and crossed his arms and legs. He pouted looking away as I giggled and knelt in front of him.

"I'll be back around four ok? Be a good boy while I'm away." Suddenly whimpering up at me like a lost puppy, I sighed and held his face as our lips met.

He easily gave into me as his hands ran to the back of my neck.

"I'll be waiting." He mumbled against my lips as I nodded giving one last kiss. Niall smiled and stood up watching me leave. "Have fun!"

"I will!" I replied shutting the door and making my way outside to where I saw Indie parked. She stared at the building in awe as I let myself in the passenger seat.

"Does he live in complete luxury or something?" She gaped and slowly pulled out to the cinemas.

"In a way. It's like it's perfect, but it doesn't need to try." I explained as she puffed her cheek out.

"You picked a good one."

"I sure did." I smiled listening to the radio.

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Indie carried the popcorn as I took the drinks and bag of lollies.

"Two to see pixels," the ticket collector smiled, "just make your way down to cinema eight." The boy chucked a quick wink to Indie who giggled in a flirty tone as she thanked him.

We walked up the hallway and into the cinema where a handful of people already were.

"The back!" Indie excitedly ran up the stairs as I watched the popcorn wide eyed. She better not drop any, that thing costs a fortune!

Settling and chatting while scrolling through our Instagram's, we heard excited whispers from the people coming in.

A woman walked in with her bottle of water and stopped to take a photo with someone.

"You're so pretty, oh my god." She giggled and flicked her hair as I raised an eyebrow. Was she famous.

"Thanks love." Her accent was quiet from here, but I could still distinguish it as American.

"Who's that?" I pointed subtly at the woman as Indie shrugged watching the woman take more photos with people.

"Probably some model. Look how skinny she is." It was true. The girl held this perfect figure and pulled off her skin tight jeans. My eyes glazed down at my legs to see that weren't as skinny as hers.

This insecurity then flooded through me as I sunk back into my seat.

"Look at this!" Indie smiled showing me a short clip of somebody decorating their nails. "I wish I could create a design like that."

"Indie... you have a beauty patrician come to your house once a week." She glanced down at her nails and smiled.

"Yeah, these are pretty cool huh?"

The celebrity from before came to the seat three down from mine and sat. She pulled out her phone and rolled the ends of her hair in her fingers as she glanced at me.

I refused eyecontactrand watched a boy built man sit beside her in complete black.

"Damn. I wish I had my own bodyguard." Indie muttered as I saw her look over at us a few times.

"Yeah." I muttered feeling her eyes burn into the side of my head. Unfortunately she had noticed me, but it was just in time as the lights dimmed down as the ads came on.

Indie and I put our phones on silent and watched the ads run through one by one.

"Ugh." Indie rolled her eyes as we put our feet up onto the empty seats in front of us. "I hate ads."

"I know." I agreed to feel a light buzz under my butt. I put my phone on silent yet it still vibrates. What?

NiMyBae: hope your having a good time. william just puked all over the kitchen floor D: xx

Niall stole my phone and changed his contact name after we began dating; he also showed me my contact in his phone as sexy drunk. I'm not even going to ask why.

Christine: have fun cleaning that up cause im not going to help xD and the movies about to start. text me round two xx

Putting the phone away, I watched as the movie finally began rolling as I settled in. Still a bit anxious as miss model over there kept looking at me.

Why? Do I have a turd on my face or something?