Saving Each Other (Niall Horan Fanfic)

Fear Of The Man She Loves\Chapter Eight

After Niall and Harry got back, they fixed the wall and we all ate the left over lasanga. There weren't many words spoken amongst the four of us, other than

"This is good"

"Yea, your mom can really cook Bre." Both statements were said by Niall and Harry. Dani and I were having our own mental conversation, filled with looks and unexplained giggles. Then the four of us watched Les Miserables, while eating popcorn, making Dani and I cry and Harry and Niall cheer during the battle scenes. Dani and Harry decided to go. Leaving Niall and I alone to yell and scream at each other about this whole extremely messed up and difficult situation.

"So..?" Niall said as he shoved his hands in his pockets, after I shut the door behind Dani and Harry.

"So... what?" I responded as I shrugged my shoulders.

"Do you wanna talk about what happened?" Niall asked me.

"Up to you." I responded, even though I knew I was desperately trying to get the memory out of my head and talking about it would make sure that never happened.

"Ok we don't have to talk about the whole me beating up Josh and me pushing you into a wall part for your sake but we do need to talk about Josh thinking I don't deserve you." I shook my head no.

"I really don't wanna talk about any of it." I said as I walked over and picked up the popcorn bowl, that was sitting on the coffee table in the living room.

"Didn't you just say it was up to me?" Niall said as he followed me into the kitchen.

"Yea, but I changed my mind. I just wanna take a long hot bubble bath with a cup of hot green tea and my sweet pea scented candle. Then I wanna go to bed." I said as I dumped the unpopped kernels into the trash can and turned on the water in the sink to wash the dishes.

"But babe I really think we should talk about this" I shook my head at him.

"Please can we not, it's been a really hard day for me." He just turned around and started to walk away from me.

"Well I'll go run your bath for you. "I just nodded.

"Thanks" as I continued to wash the dishes and he walked away. A few seconds later I heard the water turn on, I finished washing the dishes, made my green tea and went in the bathroom to take my bath. When I got in the bathroom, the sight was surprising. The bathroom looked more relaxing then it does when I set my own baths up. The room was dark and I could only slightly see, due to the fact that the only light was my small pink candle that sat on the sink. I placed my tea on the floor next to the tub, near the towel Niall laid out for me. Then, I took my phone out of my pocket and turned on the 'my Twilight thoughts' playlist. Which was full of all the instrumental and slow songs from all five Twilight movies. These songs allowed me to deeply think or just cry, which was something that was going to happen whether I wanted it to or not. I undressed and slowly stepped into the steaming hot water, allowing the hot water to raise goose bumps on my skin and take over my confused and upset mind as I sat down and pulled my legs to my chest. I sat there under the bubbles and closed my eyes as the instrumental song "Love, Death and Birth" from the forth movie played and relaxed me more than it ever has. I tried so hard not to think about all that had happened today but I couldn't help it and before I knew it I was crying. I didn't understand how he could not realize what he was doing. I mean he was doing it after all. As I sat there and cried, I let the memory of Niall pushing me into the wall return to mind. With that also came the memory of all the beatings I used to get from Tyrone. As the painful and horrible memories that I desperately tried to forget flooded through my mind, all I could do was remember, cry, and stupidly compare. I once again began to think Niall could be like Tyrone. Since him blacking out happens every time he gets angry, would he black out and hit me every time we argued? Would he black out and hit me then forget? These questions repeated themselves over and over in my mind, and I couldn't make them stop. I sat there and cried until there was a knock at the door.