Ruined

Chapter 2

*Niall's POV*

I move my way through the crowd of people, trying to get through as quick as possible. I wanted to stay and talk more to Mallory, but I couldn't; the memories were too much. Thoughts of my horrid childhood and the car crash raced through my mind. I ran out of the party and jogged to a swing, in the back yard. The tree swing was far enough from the party for me to think in peace. I needed to think before my brain exploded.

*flashback*

"What's up loser?" I hear from behind me as I'm pushed to the ground. I roll over on my back to see who had pushed me. As soon as my eyes spotted the giant over top of me, my heart stopped. Zack Green, a 15 year old, elephant, that enjoyed making my life hell. His foot made contact with my rib.

"I said 'what's up loser?'. Answer me." I cringed. I couldn't speak even if I wanted to. My throat had gone dry.

"Fine don't answer me dumb ass." He picked me up by the collar and pushed me up against a near by wall. I looked around to see who was watching; to see if anyone could help. To my left was all of Zack's friends. To my right was Mallory Skye, I'm only 13 but I'm pretty sure I'm in love with this girl. I start to open my mouth to call for her help, but I am rudely shut up when a fist comes in contact with my gut. Mallory cringes and looks away. Zack and his group of ignorant bastards get in a few more good punches and names and leave me against the wall barely breathing.

When I feel someone getting close to me I try to stand up and go away in fear of getting beat again.

"Shhh, it's okay. I won't hurt you." I smell her. I know it's her scent because I've memorized it. I don't even have to struggle to open my severely swollen eyes to tell it's Mallory.

"Zack is a big stupid bully. Do you have someone I can call, Niall?"

"N-no. I'm fine." She helps me up and I start to limp away.

"Niall, let me walk you home. You're pretty hurt and I want to make sure you're okay." I smiled slightly, but frowned when pain sat in.

"So what kind of music are you into?" I struggle to get out.

*present*

The first conversation I ever had with Mallory Skye. With my mind still reeling, I start to think about the accident.

*flashback*

"Niall, turn the music up!" I groaned.

"No, you dicks. You're drunk and it's raining. I need to pay attention to the rode." We were coming home from a party and I was the designated driver, and of course all of my friends were drunk off their asses.

"Tom, Drake, Ryan could you all please calm down?" I pleaded.

"Niall, I loveee you." Tom slurred. They all started to sing loudly and it started to rain harder.

"Guys! Please stop! It's getting harder to drive."

I hit a piece of rode that is next to a run off and immediately started to swerve. I tried to stop the car but it was too late I was going off the rode and heading towards a building.

Once we hit the large structure, I looked around the car. I finally realized no one other than me was wearing their seat belts.

"Ryan?" Nothing.

"Tom?" Nothing.

"Drake?" Nothing.

None of them was answering me. Just as I was about to try to shake them awake I drifted off into blackness.

*present*

That was the last time I talked to any of my true friends. The last time I slept a full night. The last time I was normal.

I don't know why seeing Mallory brought back all of these memories but it did and I wanted to find out.

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A/N

Hey! It's Isabella, I will be writing Niall's POV. Maddie will write Mallory's. I hope you like our story.

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