Alone. ~ A Niall Horan Fanfiction

Chapter 3

*The Next Day*

"You ready to go back to school bud?" Andrea said handing me my school bag

"Yup, ya know waking up at 6am, sitting in a boring class with a bunch of blondes and jerks, what could possible be better?" I said sarcastically while putting on my other shoe

"It could be worse,"

"Ya, like staying here with Mom.."

"You know she loves you,"

"Do I? You and Nana have been there way more than she has,"

"Riley, you know thats not her-"

"Well what if it is? What if she never cared!"

"Well.."

"Exactly, now I gotta go, seeya."

"Bye," She called after me as I walked out the door.

I plugged in my headphones into my phone and began walking realizing how late I might be.

Once I arrived at school the stares and whispers started.

"Didn't she try to commit?" or  "Hey look! Here comes Miss Depression."

 Schools a drag but I know most of these losers will ever pass Year 11.

After school wasn't much better either though. It just so happens that Selena, the little perfect popular girl, was right outside snickering with all her little bitches of friends.

"Oi, did you hear what happened with her?" She whispered to her friends "She trie-"

"Hey listen here ok? Keep your pointy little nose out of my business. I'm sick of all you little twats talking behind my back about something that you have no reason to talk about anyway!" I snapped storming over towards her.

"Alright, alright, calm your tits, all were doing is a little gossiping! I'm sure you and your friends- oh wait haha" She laughed causing all her little minions to giggle along too.

"Excuse me? Do you want to be slapped?"

"Like you have the guts," By now she had taken 5 steps closer and even though she was a good 3 inches shorter, she looked quite intimidating.

And then in what seemed like a million years later, I did it. I slapped her straight across the cheek.

All the girls gasped causing more and more people to join the little riot.

"Fight, Fight, Fight!" They chanted as more "bitchy" comments were passed back and forth. And what was a small riot, soon turned into one of the scariest things I had ever done.

*Back At The House*

"Well looks like you're not going back to that school," My Mom huffed putting down the phone. "Why Riley? Just why?"

"Mom you don't understand,"

"Your right Riley I don't understand,"

"I had to she-"

"She what Riley?"

"Mom if you won't even let me finish my god damn sentence then maybe-"

"MAYBE WHAT RILEY?"

"MAYBE I SHOULD JUST GO."

A bit dramatic, I know, but I was sick of her! I needed to get away from everything.

After a fair bit of walking I had found a place to stay for the night. It was a small, dry place under a bridge. It's the best I could find.

"Whatcha ya doin lil gurl?" I heard a quite manly voice say.

As I turned around to see who it was I realized it was a group of both boys and girls.

"N-n-nothing," I stuttered brushing myself off and standing up.

"Well?" A smaller tan girl said behind him

"Give me a second.." He said back to her "You wanna hang with us?"

"Bruh, da fuck are you doin?" Another said to him placing one of his hands on what seemed to be their pack leaders, shoulder.

"And do what?" I asked back causing him to chuckle.

"A bit of attitude, I like it, i'm Tristen and this is my crew, come with us"

"Oh, ok.."

About half an hour later and we were all sitting under the bridge, high and drunk as fuck, well not me just everyone else. Things soon took a turn for the worse though when the police found us.

"Is this your daughter?" The police man asked as my Mom opened out front door.

"Y-ye-yes..where was she?" My Mom replied shaking.

"we found her under the bridge with a group of people who were doing drugs, she claims that she didn't take any though,"

"I'm innocent!" I said for the thousand time trying to shake the officers hand off me.

"We do believe shes innocent, she does need to be tested however to make sure."

"Oh-ok"