Chapter 15

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October
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It's September 8th. I'm 5 days free of cutting. This is probably the longest I've gone ever.

I look at the scars under my bracelets. They are so ugly. It makes me want to cut more. Maybe if I do Niall will realize how ugly and broken I really am. How unfixable.

I pull my bracelets back over the ugly scrapes as I hear the dorm room door click open.

Niall walks in.

I put down the book I was reading and he sits down on the bed with me.

"Hey beautiful." He says kissing my cheek.

"Hi..."

"So how has your day been?"

"Eh..."

"Well I'm going to make today not 'eh'" he replies as he scoops me up and starts walking down the hall.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Somewhere."

"Thanks a lot."

"Come on October it'll be fun." He smiles.

"Fine." I grumble when really I'm exited. Where is he taking me?

When we get in his car he blind folds me with the scarf I'm wearing.

"Niall are we there yet?" I whine.

"What a child."

"Seriously."

"Soon babe, soon." He laughs, as he drives.

Soon I hear the tires scrunching along gravel.

Oh god. Where are we?!

"Ni, where are we?" I ask shakily.

"Relax I'm not gonna murder you in the woods." He laughs and puts his huge hand on my thigh.

"Whatever." I sigh as I sit back down.

I can trust niall right? I've known him for..... A little over a week? Oh god.

I start to squirm. Do I rally know he won't hurt me? Do I really know him? What are we even? Friends? A couple? I should ask him sometime....

Then he stops the car and unbuckled me.

He holds my hand and I can feel him leading me down a path.

I feel my feet start sinking slightly as u walk. Is that.... Sand?

Niall finally takes the blind fold/scarf off of my face.

"Surprise!" He yells as I look around.

Were at a small lake in the middle of the woods. There's a small cabin when I look to my left. Then I look back at Niall.

He's holding a blanket and a picnic basket.

"Aw I didn't know bad boy Nialler could do something so sweet!" I tease and pinch his cheek.

"Haha very funny."
He remarks sarcastically as he sets out the picnic for us.

We eat and talk for a long while. As it starts getting freezing we decide to go in the cabin.

"So is this yours?" I ask him.

"Nah it's Harry's parents."

"And you asked right?"

"Of course!"

"Just making sure." I laugh.

Honestly I don't know what this boy will do. He's confusing, and unpredictable. One second he'll be bad boy Horan, the next angry, and then laughing his head off. This boy is crazy. And I love it.

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