You're still the one (Niall Horan fanfiction)

chapter 16

My mind slowly drifted back into reality. Without even a second, I remember exactly what happened last night. I didn't want to move. I didn't want to open my eyes and know that I would be back in my apartment, without him. I didn't want to replay the images in my head of me walking out on him. I didn't want to deal with it at all. To stop the images in my head I sat up and opened my eyes sharply, not letting them adjust to the light, making myself got blind for a moment. Next it felt like I got smashed in the head with a brick, the pounding of heart beat was flooding my brain giving me the worst head ache. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and let my toes touch the cold tile floor. I paused for a moment getting my sight back, before standing up and straightened my knees. I got a sudden sharp pain and fell backwards on the bed. I glimpsed down at my knees. They were completely covered in cuts, scratches and lots of dry blood. I gasped and remember this happened last night when I was in the side of the road. I attempted to get up again and started limping into the bathroom. I sat down heavily on the toilet, grabbed hand towel before wetting it and starting to clean up my knees. They felt shit loads better once all the dry blood was off and they were cleaned up. I got up and walked slowly over to the cupboard pulling out a bottle of pain killers which I took 3 of. I pulled my hair up on top of my head and tied it in a huge messy bun and then started to search for Band-Aids. They only ones I came across were 'The Wiggles" I decided they would have to do, so I grabbed out 6 and put them all over my knees. I walked back into my bedroom and over to the cupboard. I opened it and pulled out a pair of leggings. I slide them carefully over my knees then headed out into the entry room, through that and then made my way into the kitchen. I took my phone off charge and realised it was the 5 of September today... I had slept for 2 days? I thought back over the last two days and I remember things like, waking up crying or in a panic and Justine would come in and rock me back to sleep. I must have been pretty exhausted after everything that happened with me and Niall...

 I grabbed $20 out of the jar that I had had hidden even since before I moved out and all my money was still in there. I then grabbed my car keys, my side bag and a pair of sun-glasses off the bench, slipped on my boots and headed out the door.

 I got down to the bottom floor of our apartment unit, I headed for the servo across the road. I bought a packet of smokes and then made my way down to the nearest Starbucks. I would've normally gone to mine and Niall's little coffee shop, but under recent circumstances I had no business going there. I lit up one of my smokes and started making my way down the street towards the Starbucks. When I got there I had finished my smoke and was about ready for another one, so I got a table outside. I went in and ordered a Vanilla Ice Coffee with whipped cream and coffee syrup on top. Once it was made I headed back outside to my little table under an umbrella. I took out another smoke and lit it up. I took a huge gulp of my coffee, sighing in relief as the coldness hit the back of my dry throat. I crossed my right leg over my left and relaxed back into my chair, gulping down my coffee and inhaling my cigarette. I rested my head onto the back of the chair and closed my eyes, taking in the fresh air and relaxing when I was interrupted by someone coughing to get my attention. I opened my eyes and looked up to see Niall standing awkwardly about 2 meters away. My jaw tensed and I sat up straight.

   "What are you doing here?" I asked coldly. His eyes flicked down towards the ground before he spoke,

   "I wanted to get a coffee, but it didn't feel right going to our place, so I came here instead… I guess you had the same idea..." He trailed off and looked up at me.

   "Guess so."  I whispered loud enough for him to hear. I looked up to him and he was looking at my chest with a warm smile on his face. I followed his gaze downwards, to realise I was wearing his jumper.

   "Always was your favourite one of mine." He mumbled quietly. I crossed my arms over my chest and his gaze flicked back up to my face. His smile disappeared when he noticed I wasn't smiling back.