Unsaid (Niall Fanfiction)

Chapter 6.

Chapter 6.

" What the fuck happened with your hand? " Harry screams at me as he get out of the car. 

" It's not a big deal. I put my hand down and accidently cut myself in this piece of glass." I say and Harry takes my hand to take a look at it.

" It seems deep. Lets go inside and clean it up." 

" No. My aunt is there, she's wasted and really mad at me. "

" What did you do?" Harry's hand examinates mine.

" She opened the door, wasted. I mean, totally wasted. She gave me a stupid smile and handed me the fucking wine bottle. And I trew it to the ground. " Harry laughs when I finish my sentence.

" That's so typical you, Phebs. You need to put your stuff together y'know." 

" Don't give me a speech please. You know how mad I get at her. All she does is spend my mother's money. Money that shouldn't even be hers in the first place. " 

" Well but it is. You also got a lot of money so don't complain. You still need to clean that up, so do it however you want. " Harry sits on the step and sighs. 

"Okay, but I really can't go inside. Do you have wipes in your car? "

" I might have those from the airport. I don't know, I'll check. Help me get up." He demands my help and I grab his hand with my non-hurted one. I almost fall onto him, jezz, he's heavy. 

" I ain't helping you nigga getting that MacDonald's ass up." We both fall into laughter. It's good to know that after the shitty friend I am he still cares about me. 

He finally gets up and we walk to his car. Luckly, he has wipes, so we enter and start the drive to Grace's house. He obviously puts his cd's on, I can't complain. Harry has a pretty acceptable music taste. My hand had stop bleeding, but it still burned like hell when I cleaned it up during the car drive. 

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" You're really pretty by the way. " Harry complimenting me, this is new.

" Who are you and what did you do to my Harry? " He looks serious at me and talks to his watch.

"She's found us. Evacuate!" He screams and I start to laugh like a fool. " I repeat, EVACUATE!!" By this time I'm crying of laughter. 

" Harry stop it, I can't stop laughing." 

" That's the point, you haven't laugh like that ina while." He looks me int he eyes. 

" Yeah." I say and look out at the window. Maybe I had rather keep laughing instead of remembering my parents death and the Niall situation. We stop at Grace's house, Harry parks the car. By the time he's getting out of the car, I feel frozen, paralized. I can't open the door.

I'm panicking. 

My heart stops when I see the blonde haired guy walking towards the car. Towards my door. I look away but it's too late, he has seen me staring. I see him reaching the door and opening it. Time to put the strong Phoebe on. He opens the door and looks at me, I think I see a small shine on his eyes but it's probably my mind making this up.

" Lets go." He says and looks away. I could never stand his stubborn existance. " Are you going to spend the night on the car? They're waiting for us, Harry is waiting. " He provoques me. I swear, if I could I would kiss him just to shut him up. But I couldn't, not after what he said to me. 

" Get out of my way." I finally wake up from my "coma" and get out of the car. I push Niall away and walk towards Grace's front door. I can see Harry laughing at Niall, and I can't help to fell powerful. Does that even make sense? I think I feel good to make him look ridiulous after everything he did to me. 

I get to Harry and he shakes his head.

"Poor guy, he'll cry in his sleep tonight." He teases as Niall reaches us. Niall gives Harry the middle finger, and I ring the door bell. We hear e few steps and the door is opened by the lovely Mrs. Williams. 

This is going to be a long, long night.