Three Way Relationship

54 - Everythings falling into place

Niall's POV

Next Day....

Justin had decided to shower before Zayn got back from the hospital, so I was currently sitting in Pattie's lounge room with Jeremy and Paul.

It wasn't a secret that Justin didn't want to go back home; he doesn't want to be around a bad memory... and considering Andy almost did it again to Justin, I don't blame him. Anyone who's had that happen, I'm sure they'd be uncomfortable returning to a place you were almost raped in.

I shiver at the thought. The thought that Justin had been forced into that situation; of being touched in the wrong way, his innocence stolen from him.

Sure, Justin wasn't a virgin before the kidnapping, but being forced into something like that, that's what steals your innocence.

Zayn was going back to the flat before coming to Pattie's. He had to get a few clothes for the three of us, and grab our needed belongings, since I've been dying to get back on my Tablet to play Angry Birds, and Subway Surfers. Those games are hard to play on a small screen, like my phones.

Anyway, back to Zayn; he had Liam and Tylor driving him around, until he gets to the flats, where he can get in his car. And once he's got everything we need, he'd be here by at least two.

It was 1:45 at the moment, so not a long wait, thankfully.

"You boys want a beer?" Pattie asked, considering Paul and Jeremy were engrossed to the TV, which was playing a re-run of an ice-hockey game they'd missed.

"Yeah, I'll have one." Jeremy smiled at Pattie, before turning his head back to the game.

"Yes, please." Paul nodded, licking his lips as his eyes stayed glued to the television.

"What about you Niall?" Pattie asked.

I turned to her, smiling, "Uh, sure. Thanks."

With that, Pattie nodded and headed to the kitchen to retrieve three beers. It was only forty seconds before she returned with the bottles, handing it to us and then proceeding to picking up the empty chip packets Jeremy and Paul had scattered across the room.

It was them I noticed; Pattie cleaned a lot. Literally, she reminded me of those housewives that worked non-stop to keep the house clean, although she worked as well as doing the household chores.

My Mum was much the same; She'd clean as well as work. It must've been hard for her. I have an older brother, and we were both pretty loud and messy. I'm surprised my mum didn't lose her mind and just lose it at us.

Before I knew it, I'd finished the rest of my beer, and there was a knock on the front door. The front door was less that a few feet from the lounge, so we could hear it clearly.

Pattie was the one to rush passed us and answer the door.

"Niall!" Justin's voice echoed through the house, coming from the bathroom.

I got up, power walking towards the bathroom.

Justin's voice didn't sound distressed, but in my opinion, I didn't feel as though I really fit in well sitting in the lounge room.

Once I reached the yellow-creamy coloured door to the bathroom, I knocked. In the matter of a second the door opened, and Justin's hand grabbed my arm, pulling me inside the modern bathroom.

Justin stood there in a towel, frowning.

"What's wrong?" I asked, curious as to why he looked upset.