Past Or Present? (A Niall Horan and Harry Styles Fan Fiction) (*ON HOLD*)

Chapter Eleven: Finally...

Right! That was it! I just had to get out of that place! I was going to end up driving myself crazy! I'd get my money out of the building society and buy a flat or something! Anything! I just couldn’t live there anymore! The bloody highlight of my day was Harry calling and sending flowers which I didn’t even like. That shouldn’t be a highlight but it actually was because I got some sort of drama out of it!

I walked out of the house, not caring if I got papped and walked down the road, not knowing where I was going. Half way down the road I heard a car horn beep and I looked up to see Niall driving in a red range rover. He must have been heading to my house. Great. Another annoying person on my hands.

No, he wasn’t annoying. He was just looking out for me and I was being immensely ungrateful. I waved and he parked near the pavement I was on and greeted me with a smile.

"Where you off to so early?" He asked me.

"Getting out of that bloody house!" I turned my head and glared at the boring old house which had made my life hell for the past two weeks. I would rather be living with Harry and that’s something.

"Wow! Someone’s moody!" he laughed. "I was actually going to drop by your house but seeing as you're going out..........."

"No, no! Please come in! Make me feel normal again! I feel like I'm trapped!" I begged.

"Okay," he said, opening his car door and beckoning me to come in. I hopped in and didn’t bother strapping my seatbelt in.

"I think I'm gonna' move out. I can’t stand it in there any longer." I told him.

"Well, I'll help you find somewhere." he offered.

"What, like now?" I asked.

"Well it can’t happen today! It'll take months!"

"Urgh." I groaned. “I want to move out now or I'm going to end up turning crazy!" I complained.

"Well you could always stay with me or one of the boys... There's spare bedrooms and everything." he offered yet again.

"What? Really?!" I asked, admiring his kindness.

"Yeah, sure thing." he said as if it were nothing.

"But what will Harry think of it?"

"Ah, he won’t mind now. You are friends now aren’t you?"

"Yeah, that didn’t take much persuasion." I laughed.

"Well I'll just wait here for you." He said.

"You sure? You can come in if you want."

"Nah, its okay. I need to reply to some fans or I think they’re going to' hate me or think I'm ignoring them or something!" He laughed.

"Well if you're sure. I may be a while..."

"Honestly, I'll be fine." He reassured me. As I put my keys into the door he quickly called to me. "Bring out some sweets or crisps or something on your way out, Scarl! I'm starving!"

I giggled as I shut the door. "Yeah, okay."

It didn’t take me long to gather my things and chuck them all into the suitcase that I had. I would just pack essentials for then and go on a shopping spree when I needed more clothes and stuff! I wanted to update my wardrobe anyway. I struggled down the stairs with my jam packed suitcase, ruck sack and big Goldigga handbag. When I had packed my suitcase I realised that I hadn’t packed half the stuff I needed! I peeked my head into the living room before I left and fell flat over as I leaned forward too much and the weight of my possessions tipped me over.