Unloved (Leafycynical)

7

A/N: Here's Seven. The song above goes with this chapter ;)

I reluctantly sat next to him and took a sip. I sighed, realizing I was letting this get way to out of hand. I only called to say goodbye, and I had a feeling he was still going to try and talk me out of it. After all, he was still sitting there. Maybe I could just pretend I was alright and then just do it when he least expected. It sounded pretty cruel, but it was honestly what needed to be done. Besides, how much could Niall actually care about me? I could hang myself in a tree by a house with Halloween decorations.

"Let me take you out today."

"What?" I was probably hallucinating this time. That was incredibly random.

"I said, let me take you out."

"I know what you said. I'm just confused. What for?"

"You seem stressed, and that's putting it lightly. I don't want to suggest going for a drink because for one, it's like ten in the morning, but also because that's a nasty habit. Let's be fair. What do you want to do? You can't just stay in here like some hermit. It's unhealthy. When's the last time you've even been outside?" he asked.

The fact that it took me a minute to actually remember when I last went outside was enough ammunition for him to continue building his case.

"See? Come on, let me take you out. Where do you want to go?"

It was strange having someone offer me something like that. With everything I couldn't stop thinking about, I thought I was literally going to explode. It then occurred to me that going out-I mean, uh-hanging out- with Niall could end up taking my mind off of some of the shit.

"I don't know. I'm sure you have something in mind." That was all I was going to give into. There was no way I'd actually say "yes"; it had to be inferenced that I was agreeing.

"I'll take you to a pumpkin patch. My uncle owns one just outside of town that doesn't open until next week. It'd be perfect: no one there, since it seems you hate people. What do you say?"

I looked around the floor and then came back up to his eyes, exhaling.

"Oh, alright."

"I'll be back in an hour to pick you up. I need a shower and a fresh set of clothes. Don't do anything crazy while I'm gone. Promise?"

I sighed for what seemed like the fiftieth time that day.

"Promise," I sulked. Great, just great.

I spent half of that hour laying in the hot water-filled bath tub. I knew that Niall meant for me to get dressed too, but I honestly just felt like shit. I was dragging myself out of the house to begin with. Why should I show my disgusting face in public? At least there wouldn't be anyone there.

When I finally managed to pulled myself out of the bath tub, I put on a towel and sat on my bed and stared off until I heard the doorbell. Oh shit. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. I jumped up and threw on some pants and a hoodie. I ran downstairs and yelled, "Just a minute!" as I put on a pair of socks and shoes. When I opened the door and saw his amused smirk, I felt something strange. Like, mushy strange. I guess you could say my heart skipped a beat, if that isn't too cringey.

"You ready?" he asked. All I could do was nod. He moved aside and I closed the door behind me. We walked to his car, and seeing that he opened the passenger seat door for me, I blushed.

"Don't make fun of my car," he said, smiling. I let out a chuckle as he sat down and started the car. It was a pretty quiet drive. I found myself drifting off at times, but managed to not fall asleep completely.

"Well, this is it," he said as we pulled into a gravel driveway. I looked around and saw nothing but trees. It actually looked pretty sweet. I could do it here. I could just find a knife, slit my wrists, and lay down in the grass. Maybe some stupid customer would find me while walking around with their kid. They would totally freak out. Of course, this would be if if Niall didn't find my body first. Would he even think I really did it? Would he think I just left?

I was snapped out of my thoughts by the door opening. I looked over and saw Niall smiling at me, so I got up as fast as I could.

"S-sorry, I was just thinking."

"You're fine. Do you like it so far? Just wait until you see the pumpkins. There's so many." I forced a smirk and followed him up the driveway. We eventually walked into the pumpkin patch. Some of them were rotten, but there were a lot of nice, big ones. A breeze blew past and I shivered, causing Niall to stop walking and look at me.

"Are you too cold? Do you want to go back?" he asked, looking genuinely concerned.

"No, no, I'm fine," I lied.

"Are you sure? Come here," he said and pulled me close. I was kind of surprised, but I liked it.

"Hey, you know, can I talk to you for a second?" he asked. I looked up at him, confused.

"Uh, yeah, I mean...what's up?"

"Well, I know you just want to die right now, but uh..." Wow, that sounded awful.

"What is it, Niall?" I was getting anxious.

"Before we go on, there's something I should to tell you."