Unexpected Turn. [h.s. & n.h.]

Chapter 34

Day 13/Part 4

ALLIE'S POV

Niall's face was beat red, I couldn't tell if he was absolutely pissed or also drunk.

"Allison." He growled.

Okay, he was definitely pissed if he was calling me by my full name, I wasn't sure of what I should do, a part of me wanted to jump off the counter and run into my bedroom, locking the door behind me but I knew I would surly fall if I attempted to escape quickly from him, so I stayed put on the counter.

"What the fuck is going on here." He hissed, walking closer into the kitchen and taking a glance at the smashed glass. He was wearing his glass, a light blue and white striped button up and a dark pair of jeans.

"I don't know, you tell me." My drunk, sassy mouth spat out.

"Are you wasted right now Allison." He asked me, his blue eyes burned into mine.

"Nope." I said popping the "P" with a smirk on my face.

"I am going to ask you again, are you fucking drunk?" He hissed through his teeth, trying not to snap.

"Yes Niall, I am drunk, very drunk for a matter a fact." I slurred out.

Disappointment and rage took over his facial expression, he walked closer to the counter, taking the remainder of the Captain Morgan, then walked to the sink and poured it down the drain.

"Hey that was expensive." I whined.

He turned around and took a step closer to me, my legs were dangling off the island counter in the middle of the kitchen, Niall was now standing in front of my legs, his light blue eyes were now dark, darting into mine again.

"You know what Allie, I cant even begin to describe how fucking disappointed I am in you, I don't even want to look at you right now," he said in a loud tone, breaking eye contact with me, "You swore to me you'd never be like this again, that you would never take this turn in your life again. Yet here we are, you are once again a drunken mess, looks like the past is repeating itself again. One thing I know for sure is that if Harry were here, seeing you like this right now he would be equally disappointed as I am, or maybe even more."

"Don't you dare bring Harry into this." I braked into his face.

"Watch me, You're drinking because of him, because the pain is so fucking unbearable, the thought of a life without him drives you absolutely mad and it physically hurts your heart, because reality is, you cant live without him, so here you are, trying to make the thought of living without him go away. Well let me tell you something, in a few hours time the pain will be back and all your thoughts will come flooding back, and I hope they come back worse than before." He screamed at me, his face now even redder than before.

"Shut up Niall." I yelled, I could feel my eyes watering but I couldn't cry, I couldn't show him how weak I was, so I covered my ears with my hands.

He grabbed my wrists and pulled them back down to my lap, keeping a tight, but not painful grip on them.

"Listen to me." He warned.

"I don't want to listen to the shit pouring out of your mouth." I spat.

"You're becoming the Allie you never wanted to be, the Allie that you were so afraid of." He pointed out.

"I am not becoming that girl, it was one fucking drink. You're over reacting as you always do."

"Listen to yourself, it wasn't one drink. It was almost two fucking bottles; you want to know what this is called? A relapse Allie, you're relapsing." He screamed at me, throwing his hands in the air.