Take Me || Niam

Chapter Nine

Liam's decided we should just not show up for work today and he's currently driving me to my house so I can get some of my things. One of the many things I like about working with Liam is when he doesn't work, neither do I. Also Since Liam owns the whole company he makes him own hours. We discussed the being away from Zayn for a while before I brake up with him would be best for me. I ignored all his calls and texts. When we pull up to my house there are no cars in the driveway, to my relief.

"Do you want me to come with you?" He asks putting his car in park.

I nod slowly, "yes, please."

"I can have someone pick your car up later, you don't need to be driving right now." He says softly, causing me to nod.

I unlock the door, taking Liam's hand as we walk in.

"It's a mess." I tear up, Zayn totally destroyed the place after I left. Picture frames on the ground, broken glass in the kitchen, ripped up pictures scattered around some of them a bit burnt up in the fireplace. I let go of Liam's hand going to the fireplace getting on my knees so pick up the pictures. They're pictures of me and my family, why would he do that?

"He brunt pictures of me and my family." I state in anger and sadness. I pick up one picture in particular, it's of me and my grandpa, on my dads side, before he died. He meant so much to me. This picture meant so much to me. He wrote a note on the back of the picture it said, 'Niall, do what makes you happy. And don't let other people bring you down, your far to amazing to be dragged down. I love you so very much. I'll miss you, but I'll always be in your heart as you're in mine. ,love Grandpa' . I cried realizing that the picture would be gone forever.

Liam came over to me putting a hand on my shoulder, not saying anything. I got up and walked to the bedroom to gather my things. Muttering 'I hate him, I hate his so much.' Over and over again.

On my way over to the closest I trip over a pair of red sweat, that aren't mine nor Zayn's. I slowly pick them up looking to Liam, "someone was here with Zayn last night, in my house." Dropping the sweats, I walk to the closet bringing my suit case and a bunch of clothes, setting them on the bed. I accidentally drop a pair of socks on the floor, I bend down to pick them up, spotting something that makes me about lose it.

"Liam.." I say trying to keep my cool.

Walking towards me confused, "What?" He questions.

"There are used condoms on the floor." I stare at them.

Liam comes to my side, quickly pulling me and my now fully packed suit case away from the bed. "I think it's time to go back to my place." I can hear the cautiousness in his voice, trying not to make me any angrier that I already am.

"No. Take me to his work." I demand.

"Ni, I don't think tha-"

"No Liam. I need to talk with him." I stand my ground.

"Ni, I really don't think this is a good idea.. But I'm coming with you." He sighs. "Finally get to see the asshole who's hurting my baby."

We pull into the parking lot of Zayn's work, I quickly spot his car. "There's his car." I point, showing Liam.

He parks a few cars away from it. Both of us getting out. "You don't have to come." I state.

"I don't want my princess going to jail for killing someone so I'm coming to prevent that." He laughs, making me jokingly glare at him.

Liam holds the door open for me, walking past him I say a quick, "thank you." And walk to the front desk.

"Hello, how can I help you?" A young lady smiles at us.