Scars of our love n.h [editing]

chapter 5- Running from the madhouse

(IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE IN THE END)

I am really interested in Niall and now I can tell exactly why, it's because he is mysterious and he like to keep everything to himself but his eyes betray him saying that he is in a lot of pain, he makes me curious, a good type of curiosity.

We enter in school and immediately a lot of people start to shake Niall's hand and asking him how he is doing I guess he is popular!

"Hey dude! Ni!" Jake screams from the other side of the corridor, he starts running in our direction and Niall starts running away but Jake catches him and jumps on his back and they fall on the ground laughing like two hyenas "I missed ya Irish" Jake says hugging him "Oh hey Melanie!" He hugs me and Niall looks confused.

"Hey Jake" I hug him back and he smiles. I let go of him and immediately someone else hugs me tight and pushes me away from the rest of the people. My back still hurting so I groan with the pain.

"Oh you're back hurt? sorry old lady!" She laughs and lets me go "What happened yesterday? You seem okay now!" 

"Nothing happened, it was just my period" I say and Jessie nods, then Niall approach us.

"Mel, I let my pajama in your house, can I get it after school?" I blush furiously cause I can hear Jessie's gasp.

"Oh you slept in her house and her back hurts... omg way to go Melanie!" Everyone heard the conversation so they are all laughing, I blush even more and run away because I don't like people laughing at me, I had it to extreme in my younger years.

I find a door and I quickly open it trying to hide myself from all the shame  when I look up I am in a small garden with a lot of flowers and a some benches I suppose this is only for the teachers but no one is here, so I sit down with my head buried in my hands.

"Hey Mel, what happened" He looks to me with a worried face, like he didn't know... "They weren't making fun of you, they just thought the way you reacted (by that he means me blushing furiously, and sending glares to Jessie) funny and cute, well... I thought it was really cute" He blushes slightly.

I don't understand him, sometimes he is so determinant and confident other times he looks like a little baby that really needs someone to take care of  him, it seems like he build his walls but sometimes let them down, I think he is tired of hiding himself.

I understand him, I am too.

“I am sorry I just can’t stand people laughing at me” I confess him, while memories of my nightmares where I am naked under the spotlight and all I can hear is people laughing, laughing at me, at my ugly body.

“they feel guilty, they weren’t laughing at you please forgive them” He asks me like it was the most important thing ever and I smile to him “I am seeing that you stole my group friends, you are a thief!” He says smiling at me, trying to cheer me up, and I actually feel a little bit better, I thank him mentally for not pushing me to say more about my “laughing issue”

“For what I saw you are quite popular, I am sure you have a lot more friends!” I say laughing but I quickly stop when I see that his smile disappeared, I wonder if I did something wrong and when he sees me panic he starts laughing, that little piece of Irish shit.

“They are different, I know that they will never do something to hurt me on purpose” He looks distant like he was talking not to me but to himself “I trust them not fully but I trust them…” I don’t know why but I feel he is revealing something of himself, does he have trust issues? What he says next proves that I am right 

“they are the only ones I trust” He whisper and for some moments I think that it wasn’t supposed for me to hear it and Niall’s eyes tell that he is afraid of my answer to what he said so I smile to him and squeeze his hand he squeezes it back and I feel warm inside but I can’t ignore the feeling of jealous cause I want him to trust in me too, so badly.

We stay in silence sitting there missing the class, we were too late anyway. I look to Niall he is playing with his fingers lost in deep thought, his face calm with his prominent jaw line and soft lips but what calls my attention it’s his eyes, they are so blue! It’s almost inhuman the way they change the type of blue when he is calm the blue is soft.

My phone buzzes saying that I have a new message, Niall looks to me and our eyes meet for a second , I search for my phone in my purple bag and after a couple seconds I find it, I received a text from Jessie.

“Really sorry Melanie it wasn’t on purpose :’c But you and Niall look cute together Mr. Dragon (Jessie calls that to our English teacher cause when he gets mad he really looks like one) asked for you two and I said that you were sick and that Niall just comes back from America tomorrow, so you have the day free, forgive me from earlier? From the beautiful awesome and the only one Jessie xx” I laugh at how big her ego is and Niall looks to me suspiciously.

“Jessie lied to the dragon so we have our day free, oh and by the way you are still in America” He laughs and he seems really happy, not sure why it’s only a day without school not a month but I don’t have time to think cause Niall jumps on his feet grabs my hand and leads me to my car “Where are we going?”

“I am gonna show you, that making people laughing can be good too, so drive us to the hospital!” He says excitedly and I laugh, I hate hospitals.

We enter in the hospital building and Niall asks something to the nurse, then he takes my hand and drive us into some corridors, finally we arrive to a door that says:

“psychiatric ward” 

What the hell are we doing here? Does he think I am crazy, that I am a psycho? I start to get mad but when I look to him he is frozen and tense, his body is stiff like a rock and I wonder if he is breathing.

Then he starts running like he just saw a ghost.

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Sorry for not updating earlier my great-grandmother passed away she had 92 years old, what a legend. >> THIS

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something in last chapter went wrong it wasn't supposed to be everything in italic, I already fixed it, sorry.

Sorry for not updating earlier my great-grandmother passed away she had 92 years old, what a legend. On the side it's a picture of an Irish butt, Niall's butt *does pedo face PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT IT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME! and 600 reads? that's awesome c: 

Hope you like it, guida xx (RIP great-grandmother, this chapter goes for her, even if she wasn't a psycho)