Niall's POV
The lads left my flat, promising they would come up with some sort of plan to help get Ciara out of her relationship without Brent hurting her.
But what I wanted to do was beat im into a pulp, and then wrap my arms around her, and never let her go.
I wanted to keep her safe, I wanted her in my life again. I wanted to be able to call her mine.
I walked towards my bathroom, I started the shower, I turned on the radio hoping to get my mind off this whole mess.
*Radio: And here we have, our favorite British-Irish boynand with one of their many hit singles... More than this!*
I know this song too well, it reminded me even more about the whole situation.
I grabbed the radio and threw it on the floor with everything I had. I watched it crack into tiny pieces.
Without Ciara I'm pretty much like the radio, broken.
I had to see her. I quickly turned off the shower & left the room. I grabbed my phone & car keys, and with that I was out of my flat.
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