They Don't Know About Us {punk n.h}

27. Stay Here

Niall's POV

I smiled and deeply inhaled as I exited the hospital building. I actually had to walk with crutches but it were such absurdities that I didn't use them.

Walking to my car I thought of what Amy told me yesterday, she was actually right, it was becoming more and more dangerous to live here. It was all because of me dealing drugs, and hanging out with the wrong people. I thought it may become safer if I quit doing and selling drugs, I wouldn't have to be around dangrous people, although they weren't dangerous in my eyes, and I wouldn't be in danger of getting caught all the time.

I entered my car and started the engine. I was quite happy to go home, I hadn't been home for almost a week.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed as I entered my apartment.

Someone had broken in, all the furniture and other stuff I had were broken or moved away. The person must have looked for something, and I knew exactly what. I ran to my room and saw my bed totally messed up and my wardrobe wide open. "Shit.." I breathed out.

I crouched down in front of my wardrobe. "Shit" I kept repeating as I didn't find what I was looking for. I had no idea who had been here, and how they knew about the box hidden in the back of my wardrobe, it was covered in a pile of clothes and looked like a normal shoebox. The box was filled with guns and other weapons, most of them were made by myself. I stood up and went to the small bathroom.

I opened the cabinet under the sink and grabbed the tissue box from it. I had put a small handgun in it so I was never defenceless, even if someone stole my rather large collection of weapons.

I had a lot of weapons in my apartment, most were hidden in places where I was sure no one would find them, like in empty cereal boxes or in a pillow. I had hidden the box that was stolen in the back of my wardrobe under a pile of clothes, but unfortunately they found it. I was still wondering who could've stolen it, it had to be someone who knew where I lived, and who knew I wasn't home for quite a long time. I had to find out who it was and why, and make him pay for it.

Amy's POV

I was sitting on the opposite of mom at the dining table, giving her an icy glare. I swear if mom said one word about moving back to Miami I would just jump over the table and destroy everything that'd be in my way, I was boiling with anger. But at the same time I could just burst out in tears, so much had happened the past two or three months, and I had experienced it all with Niall. He has pulled me through hard times and made me feel so special, I would feel empty and dead without him. I wish I could fall in his arms, crying my heart out, talking to him and knowing he really listens to me and understands me.

I missed him so much, although it was just yesterday afternoon when I had last seen him, it felt like days.

"I found a house in Miami, we are going to live there, you can't change it." I was snapped out of my deep thoughts by mom's harsh words. My heart sunk and it felt like I was falling in the deepest hole ever. She was so mean and harsh, I hated her. It was so unfair, I finally settled down here and it really felt like home, and mom was just heartlessly planning on ruining it. I didn't want to go back to Miami, because I met Jess, Claire and Cindy here, I realised that my friends in Miami weren't really being friends to me, all they cared about was popularity and boyfriends. And the best thing of all, Niall, of course. At first he was dangerous and bad, but I found out who he really was and saw a side of him no one else had and will ever see. He was literally the best boyfriend someone could ever wish for, he could be possessive, but that's just because he's truly concerned.

"We're leaving Mullingar in two weeks, you can't do anything about it" mom spoke without any emotion on her face, and left the living-room.

"Why do you hate me?!" I screamed after her before dropping myself to the ground and crying like a baby. I didn't care anymore, I had no idea what to do anymore. I couldn't do anything.

After several minutes of continuously crying and screaming my heart out I crawled up. I fixed my shirt and went to the kitchen, I filled a glass with water and tried to calm myself down. What always helped me making up my mind was thinking positive, but the fucked up thing was: there was no positive side on this. It made me feel even more depressed.

I grunted and went upstairs, to my room. I locked the door and sat down on my bed. I grabbed my phone and immediately called Niall, I had to talk to him, I needed it.

"Hey" I said as he answered the phone. "Hey Amy!" he said. I weakly smiled as I heard his happy voice. "When can you come home?" I asked, trying hard to keep myself from crying again.

"You'll find out" he mysteriously said and hung up.

At first I felt upset that he just randomly hung up, but when the doorbell rang I understood. I ran down the stairs, smiling like an idiot. When I was in the middle of the hall I heard mom talking.

"I don't think this is the right moment Niall" she said, again with that emotionless voice. "Fuck what you think" Niall said and pushed her aside. A tear of happiness escaped from my eye as I jumped in Niall's arms. He groaned uncomfortably. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" I excused as I stood on the ground again. I had totally forgotten about his wounds. Probably because Niall stayed to cool under it, he acted like noting happened to him.

"It's okay" he smiled and kissed the top of my head. "Come" I whispered as I pulled Niall with me to my room, leaving mom in the hall. I locked the door once again and sat down next to Niall on my bed. "Are you okay?" Niall asked rubbing my back. It was like he could read my mind. "No" I said almost whispering. I closed my eyes and tried to calm down.

"It's my mom, again" I had difficulty bringing out the words. "You don't have to tell me" Niall said, he noticed it was hard for me to say it.

"I'm going to move back to Miami in two weeks.." I said staring at Niall's beautiful eyes which were now filled with sadness and disbelief. He stared at me with wide eyes and his lips parted.

The sad look on his face brought tears to my eyes. "I tried everything to change her mind, but nothing helped. I'm so sorry.." I cried in Niall's chest. He wrapped his arms around me and squeeze me tightly against his warm body. "It's not your fault" he whispered while stroking my hair.

"Don't cry Amy, I promise I'll find a way so we can be together." Niall said as he wiped away my tears and then cupped my chin with his hand, tilting my head up so I was looking into his eyes. "Let's just make the most of these two weeks we have left together okay?" he said while rubbing my cheek with his thumb. "Okay" I nodded and deeply inhaled. A last tear escaped from my eye as we sat in silence.

"Where would we be if we had never met each other?" I randomly asked. "I'd probably be arrested" Niall laughed. "Yeah, and I would be nowhere" I smiled and kissed him. "You know, you're the best thing that ever happened to me" Niall said before pushing me down on the bed and climbing on top of me. I giggled at his action, causing Niall to laugh. "I love you" he whispered before passionately kissing me. He slid his hand under my shirt making me giggle more. I smiled against his lips as Niall turned me so we were both lying on our sides. He was playing with my hair as we intertwined our legs.

He slowly started pulling my shirt up, exposing my pale stomach and before I knew it he had pulled it over my head and threw it on the ground. Niall smirked at me and took off his shirt too. He kept playing with my hair all the time.

"Can you stay the night here?" I asked with a shy smile. "I don't want to get you into too much trouble with your mom, again" Niall said, caressing my cheek with his thumb. "I can't get in any deeper shit than I'm already in, so it won't be a problem" I smiled dumbly. "Yeah it's better if I stay here, I don't want to go home anyways" Niall laughed and wrapped his arm around me again.

"I know I've told you many times, but I really love you, Amy" Niall said and climbed on top of me once again. He gently pressed his lips onto mine and pulled me closer in his body. I was trapped in his warm embrace as Niall started kissing the weak spot in my neck, just under my ear. I smiled and slowly fell asleep while Niall kissed me and kept me warm.

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