Its been a really long four weeks between you and Niall. He was preparing for tour and he has been really uneasy when he got home. You've been brushing it off because you knew how stressed out he was because of work but it has really been bothering you. The only time he talks to you is when he announces hes leaving to go to the studio and when he says hes home. You miss talking to Niall and spending time with him but all he does is work, come home and drink, sleep and then does it all over again. He doesn't even sit down and have dinner with you anymore.
You were currently standing in front of the stove cooking Nialls favorite dinner and waiting for him to come home. Hopefully you could have him sit down and talk to you and maybe make arrangements to go out and have a date night. Honestly it didn't even matter to you anymore, you just wanted to spend time with him. After setting the plates and cleaning up the mess you made, it was as if on Que, you heard Nialls car pull into the drive way. Moments later the door opened and in came Niall.
"I'm home." Was all he said and he walked right pass you and the kitchen, walking straight up the stairs. But before he could make it up the third step you stood at the bottom of the staircase and said," I made you dinner. Your favorite!" You had a truly excited smile on your face and Niall just stood there, as if he was pondering whether or not he wanted to eat. With absolutely no expression he replied " I'm not hungry." He started back up the stairs but again you stopped him.
"Are you serious Niall?! I've been cooking for over two hours so we can have ONE nice dinner together and you want to tell me your not hungry?! Niall for christ's sake, YOUR ALWAYS HUNGRY! i dint know whats up with you lately but I'm not putting up with it anymore." Its feels as if a freight train had been lifted off your shoulders and you truly felt relieved. The feeling of relief only lasted a few seconds and soon fear had completely replaced it. Niall slowly walked back down the stairs and got extremely close. "Are you kidding me right now (y/n). I've been working my arse off and you want to complain about cooking for two hours!? THAT'S WHAT YOUR SUPPOSED TO DO! COOK AND CLEAN! YOUR A HOUSE WIFE! THAT'S IT! AND YOU WANT TO WHINE OVER COOKING? DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW STRESSED I AM RIGHT NOW?!" He started off talking softly but, that quickly turned into shouting. He did not just say your job was to cook and clean. All you've been trying to do is be a good wife and try and talk to him.
"YOU DID NOT JUST SAY THAT NIALL! OF COURSE I KNOW HOW STRESSED YOU ARE! WHY THE FUCK DO YOU THINK I DID ALL THIS SHIT FOR YOU? I WAS TRYING TO BE HELPFUL BUT ALL YOUR DUMB ASS CARES ABOUT IS WORK, DRINKING AND SLEEPING! DO YOU EVEN CARE ABOUT ME?" It was true. It seemed as if he didn't even care for you anymore. It hurt more than anything that all he thinks of you as is a house wife.You couldn't deal with this bull shit anymore. You needed to leave. NOW.
"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN 'DO I CARE ABOUT YOU' OF COURSE I DO!" He furiously shouted back at you. You started to put on your jacket and scarf and grabbed your keys from the little dish on the coffee table. " I FUCKING LOVE YOU MORE THAN-" You didn't let him finish his sentence because you quickly shut the door and made your way to your car. But before you could open the door you heard a loud crash come from inside followed be several other loud noises.
You started to get nervous and wondered whether or no to go back in. Thoughts ran through your head as to what could have happened and before you new it you were opening the door. You slowly walked in the house and looked around. " Niall?" You asked you got absolutely no answer, which worried you even more. You shut the door behind you and stood absolutely still. You heard a groan escape from the living room and you immediately ran to it. The sight was unbelievable. Scratch that. The fact that NIALL did this was unbelievable. In a matter of fifteen seconds Niall managed to shatter the glass coffee table, rip the flat screen out of the wall and throw it to the ground and there seems to be several dents in the wall behind the couch. Well, now you now what the noise was.
You were brought out of your thoughts when you heard another groan come from Nialls mouth. You snapped your head to the corner and saw Niall crouching down holding what seemed to be his bleeding hand. It was literally GUSHING blood. Once you reached him you crouched down also so you were at his level. "Oh my god!?! Niall, what the hell happened!? What did you do!?" You were becoming worried because he was bleeding. You grabbed his hand and there was a piece of glass suck in his hand. It wasn't huge but it wasn't small either. Luckily you were in med school and had everything you needed to do just this. You ran upstairs and moments later came down with tweezers and a first aid's kit. "I'm sorry. I've just been so frustrated with work. And when you left I was just so, so- Angry ith myself for letting you leave. I kinda flipped out." he explainded as you knelt down and took his hand. "This might hurt." You said as you pulled out the piece of glass with the tweezers but he didnt even budge. With out warning you put some peroxide on the wound and his muscles tightened at the action."Shiit! That burns like hell." He seethed through his teeth."Sorry" you said while trying to stifle a laugh.
The bleeding on Nialls hand had stopped and he was currently lying on the couch holding ice on it like you instructed him to. You lifted up his leg and sat down, putting his legs back on your lap. You gave him a stern look and he noticed out of the corne of his eye and turned his face so he could see you properly. " Any thing you want to say?" He sighed ad sat himself up. "I know.I know. I fucked up, real big." He turned his body and grabbed your hands while looking into your eyes."You are so, so much more than a house wife baby. You work so hard every day, with school for eight hours and coming home and having to clean . And I should be here for you at night when I get home and I'm not. Im so sorry baby I really am. You have no idea how scared I was of loosing you earlier. I thought you were never gonna come back. that you were gone. I dont know what I would have done if you didn't come back.Honestly (y/n), your my everything. Your all I have. I love you." There were tears briming his eyes and you didnt know what to say. You leaned in and cung to his shirt as his arms instictivly wrapped around you. You probably soaked his shirt with tears but he didn't mind. You werent crying because you were sad. But because you knew that he truely loved you.
A/N: THIS IS ALL IM DOING TO DAY! IM SORRY BUT IM REALLY TIRED AND I WAS OUT ALL DAY. I THOUGHT I WAS GONNA HAVE MORE TIME TO DO ALL FOUR UPDATES BUT I WAS WRONG. :( I MIGHT MIGHT POST A PREFERANCE LATER.
