Brees POV
"Nialler wake up." I say as I nudge his side. "Whatttt." He groaned. "It's eleven in the morning." I say as I go to the laundry room. I go to the dryer and take out my clothes from yesterday.
"I think we need to go shopping." Niall says leaning in the door frame. I walk past him fully dressed and kiss his cheek.
'Bree what are you doing?! You just met this guy and you kissed him?! Are you stupid?! ' I think to my self. "Niall I-I need to go home." . I stutter. He has a hurt look on his face.
"Okay." He mumbles. I feel terrible.
Nialls POV
Bree picked up her phone and wallet and went to my car. We both got in. "I'm sorry believe me I want to stay." She says. I was silent until I was at her drive way.
"Bye." I frown. "Bye." She waves sadly. I saw her walk in and I thought it was the last time I would see her.
Brees POV
When I walk in my home my father starts yelling at me. "WHO WAS THAT PUNK?!" He screamed. "My friend Niall." I blurt out.
The next thing I see is my dad pulling out a belt.
I felt stinging worse than ever before. After about a half hour of that he told me to go in my room. I sobbed and sobbed I regretted that I didn't get Niall's number, so he could come get me. I was helpless against my father then he comes up to my room with a fly swatter.
"PLEASE NO!" I scream. He has a devilish grin on his face.
(Authors note)
Sorry guys for not writing. I had like a friggin two day old writers block. but hey here's your chapter.
