Silence And Sound

Chapter 10.

Alex' POV:

I woke up in Niall's arms. Why did he have his arms around me? I pushed him off me, which apparently woke him up.

"Sorry. Didn't do that on purpose" he said and yawned. It wasn't because it felt uncomfortable, it was actually kind of nice, but it just wasn't me. I'm not the type to cuddle.

"How are you feeling?" Niall asked. I was tempted to say fine, because it would be less awkward. And I would avoid so many questions.

"I don't know. It's not like this is the first time I have tried it" I mumbled.

"But are you sore or anything?"

"Yeah my thighs hurt.. He was quite violent" I mumbled. I almost felt like crying again, but I had made a decision not to. Last night I could just say I was slightly drunk as an excuse. But damn I hated myself for ever talking to him. Bad decision. Yesterday he made it pretty clear what his intention was. That was actually why I ran away from him and tried to hid in the bathroom. Where I, of course, found Niall. My night had been pretty bad until Niall showed up. He made it all better. Just because he didn't care about what I said or how I looked. And I almost thought I could escape Zayn and just have a fun night with Niall. Until he found me in the living room. And dragged me to that damn room. I think it was Debby's parents room. It was dark and he had gone straight to it. He had kissed me all over my body. And I also think he bit me. He had forced his dick into my mouth. Made me gag. I felt like I was about to throw up, just thinking about it. He had fucked me in every possible way. He had told me how good I was at it. Good. Like I wanted it. But I never said no. It was my own fault.

"Alex, are you okay?" Niall asked and whiped a tear away from my chin. Why was I crying? I promised myself not to cry. 

"Sorry. I don't normally cry. I'm not like this. This is not me" I tried to convince him. There was so much pain in his eyes. He felt so bad for me. I hate when people do that. But in a strange way, it didn't bother me when it was him.

"It's okay. I'm not judging you. You have every right to cry" he said.

"You must think I'm a whiny slut. I sleep with guys and cry about it. I'm a horrible person"

"But it doesn't bother me" 

"What?" I said and looked up at him. Why didn't he yell at me? All night I had been so afraid that he would yell at me for being like this. I thought he would give me a lecture on how to act like a normal girl. I thought he would ignore me after this.

"Those things don't bother me. The only thing that bothers me is that you keep acting like you're fine. You keep pretending that you don't get affected by anything, that you're some cool badass. I know you say you're fine on your own, but you're not. Stop pretending that you don't need anyone" he said. In some way I wanted to punch his fucking ass for telling me what I wanted. But for some reason I didn't. Instead I nodded.

"You're right" I whispered. I knew he was. 

"And if you'd let me, I would be here for you. I know we haven't known each other for that long, but please give me a chance" he said.

"Are you always this annoying?" I asked. He looked hurt for a second. That was until I smiled and squeezed his arm.

"You have to start getting used to me if you want to be my friend" I said. 

"You're so confusing" he chuckled. I loved this moment. For the first time in ages I felt like someone cared about me. I had always been so moody and rude, but right now I felt like all anger had left my body. I felt like I had a friend. 

"Thank you Niall" I whispered and a tear fell down my cheek again. Why was I this damn emotional? It was probably this time of the month or something. I never cried. 

"You can stay here all day if you want" Niall said after a few minutes. And I did. We spent all day in his bed, watching TV, eating and talking. I almost forgot that yesterday had ever happened. Niall made me forget about everything. Normally I would have hated him for asking me how I was all the time, but today it just made me feel like he really cared about me. He put on some lame documentary about food, which just confirmed what a loser he was. But it didn't bother me. He was a good loser. And the documentary was actually pretty amusing. Maybe I was a loser too?

At 7pm I heard someone talk outside Niall's room. Oh no. It was probably his parents. Who I had been so rude to last time I met them! Suddenly the door opened and they came in. They looked a bit confused about seeing me again.

"Hello. Alex, isn't it?" Niall's dad said. I nodded. 

"Didn't know you were here. Do you want to stay for dinner?" his mom asked. 

"Yes" I said and looked at Niall. What was I supposed to do? Apologize for my behavior last time or? I was only wearing a T-shirt and no pants, so it didn't feel like the right time. But before I could say anything they were gone again. 

"Can you walk?" Niall asked. I stood up and walked across the room. It hurt, but I could. 

"Yes. I'm just gonna grab my pants. Then we can go eat" I said. He nodded. When I was dressed, I followed Niall downstairs. His parents were waiting at the dinner table. It looked so fancy.

"First of all I just want to say sorry. Last time I met you I wasn't very nice" I said when we sat down. 

"It's okay darling. Everyone can have a bad day" Niall's mom said and offered me some meat. 

"Was it a good party last night?" his dad asked while we were eating. The food was delicious. Nothing like the pizzas we got at my house.

"It was okay. But people were way too drunk" Niall told his parents. I prayed that he wouldn't mention anything about Zayn.

"Kids nowadays" his mom laughed. 

"You're from Niall's class right Alex? What do you think about school? You like it?" his dad asked. What now? Lie or tell the truth? I guess I could pretend that I loved it and make myself look good. But on the other hand I sucked at lies. 

"Uhm.. I don't really like school" I mumbled. I expected them to be horrified, but they just laughed.

"Who does? School was never my thing" his dad laughed. I had been so wrong about his parents. They were so nice. Just like Niall. I had to stop judging people. 

After dinner I went to the bathroom to call my parents. My mom picked up. 

"Hey Alex" she said. 

"Hey"

"What is it? Why are you calling?" she asked. What was wrong with her? I had just spent 24 hours away from home and she didn't even care about where I was or anything. Normal parents would be so worried by now!

"Just to tell you that I'm sleeping at Niall's again. I did that last night too by the way" I said.

"Okay. Was there anything else?"

"No" I said and hung up. Why was my mom such an uncaring bitch? In that moment Niall knocked on the door to the bathroom and asked if I was okay.

"I'm fine" I said and opened the door. 

"Is it okay if I sleep here for another night?" I asked. Please say yes. I can't handle seeing my parents right now. 

"Sure. But are you okay about being seen with me at school tomorrow?" he asked nervous.

"Of course"

"I'm not sure if I want people to see me around you though. They might think I'm crazy" he said with a sarcastic voice.

"But you are crazy" I said and slapped his arm. He laughed and looked me in the eyes. Why had I never noticed his eyes before? They were beautiful. Blue. Like my own.