Chapter 23

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“Stop staring it’s rude.” He mumbles, taking my hand and leading me outside my door. “Oh, shut up.” “Did you just tell me to shut up?” He drops my hand. “Yeah.” “Well that’s quite rude.” His mood lightening up. “Shut up.” I smirk. “Shut up and lets go.” He smiles, grabbing my hand once more. He in laces our fingers to form a perfect fit. “Shall we go to the diner?” He asks, opening my door for me. “Sure, that’s the only place I know of.” I smile buckling my seatbelt while Niall shuts my door and jogs over to the driver’s side. He puts the key in the ignition and the car comes to life. He puts the car in drive and peels out into the direction of the diner. I twist the knob on the radio and soon enough Holy Grail comes out of the speakers. I turn the volume up higher and I hum along to it. “You like Jay-Z?” Niall turns down the volume just a bit. “Nah, Justin Timberlake.” “Nsync was the shit.” I couldn’t help but laugh. “What? They were!” Niall defends. “The Beatles were the shit.” “Not gonna argue there.” Niall smiles. “I have them on records.” “You have a record player?” He asks. “Yeah, it’s under my bed. It needs to be fixed though, it hasn’t worked for ages.” “I could take a look at it? I never would have guessed you were into grandma shit.” He laughs. “It’s not Grandma shit!” I defend myself. “Harry’s taking me to the record store on Friday after classes.” I bring up the text Harry sent me a few days ago. “What?” Niall enrages. “Why the fuck is HE taking you?” He emphasizes he. “Because, I was going to go by myself, but he offered to drive me. It’s a 3 hour drive.” I blurt. “You’re going to be alone with him for 3 hours?” He yells. “Niall calm down! Your gonna crash the car! It’s not that big of a deal.” “Oh alright. I’m hanging with Alex later. Not that big of a deal.” “Your such a dick.” “I’m the dick? What the actual fuck. I’m not the one driving with Harry, who is fact a dick. ALONE IN A CAR FOR 3 HOURS.” “If you don’t want me driving with him, then you could drive me?” I offer. “Like hell. I have plans with Alex.” I see what he’s doing. “Okay, I might just get a hotel with Harry. We are leaving at 3 and the record place closes at 9. So, we might just end up getting a room at a hotel or something.” I smirk. “You wouldn’t dare.” “Oh but I would. I might just happen to not wear undergarments either. I might just get a one bed room. I might just let Harry put his arms around me when we sleep. Or I might let him take a shower with me the next morning, you know to save water and all.” “Shut up! Just shut up!” Niall yells, slamming his fists down on the steering wheel, causing us to spiral off the road and onto the shoulder. “Niall! You could’ve gotten us killed!” I scream when Niall brakes the car. “It’s your fucking fault.” “I was just putting you in my shoes.” “Get out.” Niall says, making eye contact with me. The vein on his neck was popping out, his face was red and his eyes were unusually darker then they usual are. “What?” “Get out of my car.” “No.” He groans in distress but he opens his door and slams it shut. I see him march his ass over to my door and he yanks it open. He pulls me out by my arm, and throws me to the side of the car. My back makes a great impact with solidness of the car. Niall slams my door shut and he backs me up against the car. His eyes are getting darker and it’s scaring me. I try to push off me but he grabs my wrists and tightly clasps his fingers around them holding them in place. Pain shoots through my wrists as Niall squeezes his fingers tighter around them. “When I tell you something you better fucking do it.” Anger seeps out of his eyes and his voice is raspy and dark. “Don’t fucking mess with me. Why can’t you be easy like the others?” With every word he squeezes my wrists tighter. Tears are threatening to push out of my eyes but I hold them back. “Why do you have to be such a bitch?” The words leave his mouth, I can in his eyes he doesn’t regret his choice of words spoken to my face. Memories flood back to my mind.

*Flashback* My dad pins me up against the wall, and he’s holding my hands above my head and my feet are lifted up from the ground. I struggle to get out of his grip but he only holds it tighter. “You made your sister leave. It’s all you’re fucking fault you pathetic little shit.” “But now I get you all to myself no disruptions. You’re in for a treat.” He smirks at me. He then lifts me down from his grip and I try to run away, but he’s too quick. He’s grabs my wrists and pushes me up against the wall again. “Nope, your mine. Remember the last time you tried to escape me?” Tears spill out from my eyes when I remember what he’s talking about. His hand travels down to my jeans and he unzip them. “Please don’t.” I choke out the words. He laughs in my ace and continues to pull my jeans down. I quickly take my chance and knee him you know own there. And he yelps in pain but he soon recovers. He flings me at the wall and my back hits the wall with big thud and pain shoots through my back. “Why do you have to be such a bitch?” He breathes onto my neck. “Be a good girl for me.” *End of flashback*

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