Just Beneath The Surface *Niall Horan Fanfiction*

Chapter 25

you had no place to go and no place to turn. you knew your dad was going to drink and you knew what would happen when he came back home, and the last place you wanted to be was here. your best friend was away on vacation with her family and you had no one else to turn to. after an hour or so, you mind started to calm down and you started to think more clearly. you thought about how your dad was getting help and how much he had improved in almost 4 months. maybe he just had to get away from the craziness in the house. yeah that had to be it. everything was going to be just fine.

you sat around your house for a while. you ended up reading a book for your english class, but got bored after a few chapters so you decided to log onto twitter. you hadn't been on in a long time because of school so you figured no was a good time to do so. you logged on and instantly saw a bunch of drama in the fandom. everyone was freaking out over a few pictures of Niall and a brunette walking down the street together, at the concert venues, and frolicking in the park together. all of which were you and him. you were shocked that someone had gotten pictures of you and Niall together in your small town. no one famous ever came here so you thought you and Niall wouldn't have any problems, guess you were wrong. but who ever took the pictures weren't a very good photographer because the majority of the pictures were blurry and all of them only got the back of your head so your identity was still a mystery to millions of one direction fans. 

you woke up at 3 am to the sound of the front door slamming shut and your father shouting. you couldn't understand what he was saying because he was slurring his words together which could only mean on thing, he was drunk. you pulled the covers up over your shoulder and tried to relax, but you knew he wasn't going to be quiet without a fight. next thing you knew, your bedroom door flung open and your dad staggered in. your vision went blurry for a second as the lights were turned on and there was your father with beer bottle in hand. 

D:"oh look your awake, hanging out with that boyfriend of yours?"

Y:"what no, i was sleeping"

D:"what, with him?! thats it, where is he?"

your dad instantly started pulling things out of your closet trying to find Niall. 

Y:"dad, what are you doing stop!"

D:"i know hes in here, wait until i get my hands on him"

Y:"he went back on tour yesterday, hes not here"

D:" oh hes not here, so he just decided to abandon you, what a quality boyfriend you've got there Hayley"

Y:" you dont know anything about him"

you stormed out of the room as fast as you could truing to get away from the wrath of your father. unfortunately, he stumbled after your down the hallway grabbing onto the walls for support so he wouldn't fall over. 

D:"oh i don't know about him, what that hes a no good little punk"

Y:"that exactly what i mean you don't know anything"

D:"dont talk to your father like that little girl, this is my house not yours"

he grabbed you by the arms and threw you up against the wall. you fell to the ground to stunned by what had actually happened to think straight. you looked up at your father not being able to comprehend what he just did to his only child. he continued to go on a rampage through the house. anything in his path that he could throw, he did. he sent plates flying in your direction causing you to scramble across the floor to avoid getting hit by them. he continued to yell and scream and throw things and you had tears running down your face, but you were to scared to even realize you were crying. a glass shattered against the wall besides you, but you couldn't get away from it fast enough. a glass shard cut your leg causing blood to start trickling out. you grabbed your leg in pain and tried to get up to get away from the chaos. 

D:" oh no you dont"

he leaped foward and grabbed you by the shoulders pushing you up against the wall. 

D:"you live in my house, by my rules. you wont see that little prick anymore. all this is your fault, do you think i want to be like this. i can't take this anymore. ugh"

he raised on fist and punched the wall right next to you left ear. you screamed in fear thinking his fist was going to make contact with you jaw, but it hit the wall instead. you lunged out of the way and fell to the ground and your of your father grasp. he stumbled backward as he looked at you on the ground, blood flowing from your leg and marks forming on your arms from where he held you. he eventually backed up all the way to the couch and collapsed on top of it and passed out. his breathing soon slowed and snoring filled the silence in the house. you tried to calm down and catch your breath, but ended up running into your room, grabbing your phone and then sprinting to the bathroom and locking the door behind you.

you pulled out your phone and texted Niall

*********Text*********

To: Niall

From: Hayley

please tell me your coming back tomorrow

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while you waited for Niall to reply you decided to fix your leg. you walked over to the cabinet trying not to make a sound so you wouldn't wake your father. you grabbed the hydrogen peroxide, a pair of tweezers, and some band aids and sat down on the floor trying to concentrate on the cut on your leg. you wiped away the blood that was now covering your leg and started trying to get out and minuscule shard of glass in your leg. after you had gotten them off you sat on the edge of the bathtub and bit onto the collar of your shirt. you started pouring the hydrogen peroxide onto you leg, and boy did it hurt. you gritted your teeth and bit into the shirt to prevent your self from screaming. you eyes watered because of the pain, but soon subsided. you covered the cut in bandages and went to the mirror to look at your shoulder. you saw that your left shoulder was starting to turn a faint shade of purple, but it wasn't to bad, just a little painful. you decided to splash a little cold water on your face to calm yourself down. as you dried off your face, your phone vibrated, so you sat down with your back against the door and answered

*********Text*********

To: Hayley

From: Niall

yeah my flight leaves tomorrow, why whats wrong babe?

To: Niall

From: Hayley

my dad...

To: Hayley 

From: Niall

im on my way now

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