" Anna, your regulars are here." Susan, another waitress, informed me as she jet past me, arms full of empty plates.
I scanned the restaurant to make sure none of my other customers needed anything, and went over to the boys' regular table. " Hello, my name is Anna, and I'll be your server today, can I start you off with something to drink?"
All the boys laughed, and Niall jumped up to hug me. I giggled and held him close, he smelled so good. I buried my face in his neck and inhaled. Niall held me tight and guided me to a secluded part of the restaurant.
" Don't tell me those bruises on your neck, arms, AND back are from him." Niall said softly, his forehead to mine.
I bit my lip and looked down, embarrassed and ashamed.
" God, Ann, you gotta leave him, he's only hurting you, he doesn't love you! You deserve more!" He pleaded, kicking an empty chair.
" Niall.... Just stop."
" Not until you leave that dirtbag. I won't stop until I know you are safe, which means away from him."
" Niall, just... not now..." I wiped away a stray tear, and crossed my arms. I felt weak, and guilty for anyone who wastes their time on trying to help me. I can't leave Eric, he's all I've ever known, even if he hurts me, and yells at me sometimes, I deserve it, I do things wrong, or say the wrong things. I love him, he gives me everything I need, a home, food, a companion, I don't need much else.
" Anna, please... Just, be careful..." Niall breathed. I pulled him into another hug, and we stood for a moment before I remembered that I had tables to attend too.
I pulled away, and Niall kissed my forehead before I walked with him back to his table with the rest of the One Direction boys. " Sus, can you take table 7 for me? Thank youuuu!" I said, pointing to the table that was ready for their orders to be taken.
I took the boys orders and put them in to the cooks. I made sure the rest of the tables were situated before I went back over to the boys table. I sat down next to Harry, who gave me a tight side hug, and kissed my hair.
" How's our girl doing?" Harry asked.
" I'm doing alright." I smiled at all of them. " This job kills though, heels through the whole day, seriously?"
" Do you have rehearsal tonight?" Niall asked.
I sighed, and nodded. " Yes, but my feet are killing me, and I have yet to break in the new pointe shoes. So much to do, so little time." I slumped into Harry's shoulder.
" When are you picking up the little girl?" Liam asked, sipping his tea.
" They said they would call to tell me, but either tomorrow or the next day." I brightened up at the thought.
Eric and I had talked about having children, but being a ballet dancer, I hadn't wanted to take a break or ruin my body so early into my career, but I'm dying for a child, so for the past few months I'd been filling out forms and getting different information in the mail about adopting a toddler. I'd been able to choose out of different profiles they had given me, and I'd chosen the little 5-year-old beauty named Olivia, who'd been abused and neglected by her parents. From the pictures I'd recieved, I could see she was a true beauty. She had bright blue eyes which reminded me of Niall, and fair skin. He hair was a light brown, and hung to her stomach. I couldn't wait to hold this little girl and never let her go. I would never let Eric hurt her.
I was hoping that maybe something innocent and pure would clense his anger, and cause him to calm down a bit.
" That's great!" Zayn cheered. I giggled.
" Look, I've gotta get back to work. I'll be back with your food, but don't leave without saying goodbye." I stood up, and quickly helped customers.
While I was tallying a check at the register, Niall came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my stomach, I winced as he put pressure on a bruise, but quickly shifted to hug him. I went to kiss his cheek, but he ended up pecking my lips. Fire shot through my body, and I choked on my own breath. Niall stepped back and let the other boys hug me. I said goodbye, no matter how confused I was. I watched them all walk out the door, and Niall and I made eye contact through the glass window. But then he was gone.
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After finishing my shift, I took off my apron, and changed into some fur boots, and made my way through the freezing streets of London back home. I quickly changed into my ballet gear, layering lounge pants and a winter jacket, and grabbed a quick snack before running out the door. I got into my car, and drove to the studio. Once I was inside, I went into the bathroom to finish my hair bun for rehearsal. Once I was suited up and ready, I kept my head in the game and danced my toes off.
" Alright, rehearsal over. Drive safe, I'll see you all on Saturday." My teacher said, I slumped against the mirror and pulled off my point shoes and my tutu. I drove home in an exhausting silence, and as soon as I got in, Eric demanded dinner. I nodded silently, and got to work.
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I set down his plate, and sat across from him with my own plate.
" How was work today, honey?" I asked politely.
"Shitty, I got stuck having to fix our office copy machine."
" That's a shame. Would you like some wine?"
" No, what do I look like, a pussy? Just get me a beer." He spit back at me.
I bit my tongue to keep from yelling back, but instead got up and placed a cold beer in front of him. He took a gulp and beltched loudly. I wrinkled my nose.
" You have a problem?" He asked, loudly, and full of attitude.
" Not at all." I smiled at him, and started cleaning up mine and his dishes. Once everything was cleaned up and Eric was on the couch watching a football game, I went and took a long, hot, relaxing shower. After my shower I rubbed lotion all over my body, and focused on my sore, blistered feet. I got dressed in pajamas, and slipped into my bed, and into a peaceful sleep.
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Author's Note:
So this is Chapter 1. This book has been one of my favorites to write, and I'll be updating very soon, I promise. Comment, Vote, Send Anna and I messages, one of us will always respond.
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Denial~ A Niall Horan Fan Fiction
FanfictionAnna Fitzgerald thought her whole life was planned out. Get married to the only man she'd ever been with, continue her Ballet career, work part time at a cute little diner, and eventually have a child of her own. But when her boyfriend, Eric, goes t...