circles || l.t

eleven

I woke up to people screaming and things breaking. They screams weren't clear but they sounded close. They sounded like they were coming from the kitchen which was right next to the stairs. I got out of my bed and threw my hair up in a pony tail and opened my bedroom door quietly and tip toed to the edge of the stairs that had a clear view of the kitchen.

"Well maybe that's because you slapped your so called 'best friend' yesterday!" Well that was Louis' voice.

"You don't know what the argument was about. You don't know what was said or why it was said. You don't know half of the shit that girl has gone through." And that was Liam. Well great, another argument in the house. And who is it about? Me! Yay! Please note sarcasm. 

"And that gives you the right to slap her?" Louis spat. Well this should be fun to watch. Not. 

"You think I meant it? You think that I'm not sorry for it? You think that I'm proud that I hit her!?" Liam screamed. The other three boys just watched this whole thing. None of them said anything. Which might be a good thing. Liam's not one to throw soft punches. Not like I've felt one, but I've seen him throw them and i've seen the result of them. Not pretty.

"Liam she's a girl! You're twice her weight. You can't go around slapping people because they get in your face about things!" Louis screamed. That's what got me to crack.

"Just because i'm a girl doesn't mean you have to act like i'm glass? I can take a hit. I can take a punch. Hell I can take a whole fucking beating. I don't give two shits that he hit me. Both of you need to calm the hell down, because I'm not a flower. I'm not made of glass. You can throw me around once and a while. On slap's not going to hurt me forever. I've been through worse. I've put myself through worse. I don't need your sympathy. I don't need you to touch me like i'm going to break if you apply pressure. I'm not going to shatter into a million pieces if you hug me. You guys need to calm the hell down. Liam, I forgive you, so forget about it. Louis, Liam and I have been through worse, so don't give him so much shit for it. You know, you two have to stop treating me like i'm a ticking time bomb, ready to break any minute. I'm stubborn. I deserved the slap. I got into Liam's face and I yelled at him about shit I shouldn't have even said. So calm down, and shut up." I said and they all looked at me wide eyed.

"Allison-" Louis started but I cut him off.

"Stop. I don't need apologies. So calm down. I know how to take care of myself." I said and nobody said anything after that. 

I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water before going back into my room. I ran to my dresser and pulled out the bottom drawer and dug in the back left corner. When my hand hit the box I sighed of relief and took it out, sticking it in my bra. 

I walked back out of my room and saw all of the boys silent. Nobody said anything. They all looked at me and I rolled my eyes. I walked towards the front door but before I could leave, a voice stopped me. 

"Where are you going?" Harry's voice sounded so weak. So small. It was shocking really. 

I turned around to see all five boys watching me stand by the door. I looked at Zayn giving him a knowing look before answering all of them. "Nowhere." I lied and walked out the door. 

I walked out and slammed the front door before sitting on the curb. I pulled out the small box and opened it. I smiled once I pulled out the light purple lighter, followed by my white and gold, death stick. Cigarette. Same thing.

I put the death stick in between my lips and lit it with my lighter. I took a couple of drags before I felt a warm tear run down my face.

There's been so much to deal with lately. Liam came back. I moved in with him and his band mates. Everything went fine for a while. I grew feelings for Louis, before the became mutual. My dad had a near death experience. Louis and I started dating, And now, all of this Liam shit? Why is it all happening so fast. I mean, the only person in the house I really talk to now is Zayn. Liam and I aren't exactly on speaking terms. We haven't been since the fight, two days ago. Louis' been pissy for the two days as well. They only time I leave my room is to pee or smoke. I stopped eating again, and I just don't talk to anyone but Zayn. I mean he'll come into my room and check on me, and if I go out to smoke he comes out too. Niall and Harry don't talk to me. Zayn just seems to be my only hope. 

I heard the front door open, snapping me out of my thoughts. 

"If you're here to tell my you're sorry, go back inside." I said taking another drag of my death stick. 

"Why would I say sorry? I didn't do anything. And you obviously don't want sympathy." I heard my favorite Bradford accent say. "So why give you what you don't want?" He said and I laughed. "Can I join you?" He asked in a serious tone.

"Please." I said and looked up at him. I never realized how much all of this hurt until now. When I said that one word, my voice sounded weak. I sounded weak. And to be honest, I didn't really care how I looked or sounded around Zayn. 

"You know Allison, the boys are going nuts. They think you hate them. They think you only talk to me for some unknown reason like i'm the only one who understands. I'm the only one that smokes besides you so I must understand your whole life story." He said and I laughed bitterly. 

"Yeah well, maybe you are the only one who understands. I mean, i've known Liam for god knows how long, he knows everything about me, and look at where that got us. You would think, that Louis would at least try to talk to me but nope. All I get is hurt looks. Like everything that's happened in the past three days is my fault. Like I went on a psychotic rampage and broke everything and everyone living in that house. Like I'm the guilty one. Like i'm the bad guy." I whispered the last part, tears running down my cheeks. 

"Allison nobody thinks that. They're worried you're going to leave and go back home or something. Like we're going to come back to the house and you'll be gone. Like you'll just walk out one day and never come back. They're scared they're going to lose you Allison." He said and I shrugged. 

"Well maybe I should leave." I said and threw my death stick on the road and stepped on it so it would go out. I stood up, off of the curb and went back inside and ran up to y room so I could cry in peace.

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My eyes fluttered open and squinted in confusion. Did I really fall asleep? I looked at my clock and gasped when I read it. 8:38. Holy shit. 

I climbed out of bed and went downstairs to see all of the guys laughing and talking, while watching a movie in the living room. i leaned against the wall and Louis turned to see me. "Finally came out huh?" He asked and all of the guys' heads turned towards me.

"There's only so much you can do in a small room for three days. It's depressing. Sitting in there by myself while you five sit out here, laughing and singing all the time." I said and they laughed. Louis sat up and walked towards me slowly.

"Well it's depressing when you have to force out a laugh. It's depressing, knowing that my girlfriend's upstairs and can come down at any given moment and spend time with you, but is upstairs in her room doing god knows what." He said and I smirked. 

"Well it's depressing when your boyfriend's sitting downstairs when he could come up at any given time and could try to make you come downstairs." I said and he smirked and nodded. 

"Touche." Before I knew it, the lips I had been craving for the past two days, were pressed against mine. I smiled as the boys cheered and laughed a bit as well. 

"I'm sorry." He said as we pulled away.

"I am too." I said and he smiled. 

"Yay the family's back together!" Niall cheered and we all laughed as I joined the boys on the couch. 

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