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Strange Number

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~•~Danielle's P.O.V~•~

I just lay in my bed waiting for Niall to come back from 'work'.
Ha, work.

Probably at a bar or a stip club as always.

It's only ten- thirty. (10:30)

Why don't I leave?

Because of him.
He makes me feel different, it may feel like dumb love at times, but sometimes I actually feel like a princess.

I started relaxing and sleeping, well until I hear the door bell going off several times.

Guess who's home?
I walk towards the door which is a little walk away, (since it's only a one room flat) I look through the peep hole and see Niall.

I open the door and see Niall smiling, holding a half empty beer in his hand.

I pull him in and lock the door behind him.

Once I turn around I see Niall smiling and he pins me against the wall.

"H-hey babe." He whispers to me as our foreheads touch, and his breath hitting my face like tons of bricks.

"Niall it's time to sleep." I say and try to get him off me.

"Why don't we have some fun t-tonight?" His words come out a slur.

He leans down and presses his lips to my neck and bites.

"N-Niall stop!" I say and try to push him off me.

I get him off and run to the room.

"B-babe? Come here!" He yells and I hide in the closet, my only safe place.

I open the blinds a little bit and see Niall walking in taking off his shirt, then pants.

Oh god, he always does this when he's drunk.

"I-I'm ready!" He yells and jumps into bed only in his boxers.

I exit the closet and stand in front of the bed. He smirks at me and pats a spot on the bed.

"Come h-here babe." He says and I just roll my eyes.
This is what I deal with almost everyday.

"Niall, I don't want to do anything tonight my stomach kinda hurts." I say and he knots his eyebrows together.

"I-I won't do anythin-g" he smiles.

I slowly make my way around to my side if the bed and lay down.

I get under the covers and I feel his arm slip around my waist. They continue to make there way into my pajama pants but I grab his hand and put it on my stomach.

"P-please?" He slurs.

"No." I whisper back.

"Can we do something to-tonight?"

"Niall maybe anot-"

"No! Y-you say that to much! I want it now, so take your clothes off!" He says and sits up on the bed.

"No Niall! Fuck, I just want to sleep!" I yell.

"You kn-know what! Fu-Fuck you! I'm leaving!" He says then grabs some clothes and quickly puts them on.

"Niall you're drunk! Stay here plea-"

"Leave me alo-ne!" He yells then walks out the room slamming the doors.

This is the seventh (7) time this happened, he always goes to a friends house and stays there.
Then when he returns he acts like nothing happened.

I just want to sleep, that's all I want.
So I lay my head on the pillow and relax.

~*~

I wake up later that night from the phone ringing, odd.

Who calls at this time?!
I look over at the clock and it's three thirty (3:30 a.m)!

I check the caller ID and it's from a strange number.
I pick it up and rub my eyes.

Once the women on the other line starts telling me the story, my eyes go wide.

I can't believe what she just told me.