Broken Love (Niam)

Chapter 9

Ok wow how late am I I'm not keeping track anymore oops anyways here's chapter 9 I'm starting the turning point right about now so expect some shit ok bye

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*Niall's P.O.V*

I tried to get him off of me. I couldn't. He was stronger than I was. So much stronger.

Josh grabbed at my throat and began choking me and punching me. I could see the burning anger in his eyes as he repeatedly slammed my head against the cement. I could feel the tears streaming down my face as he began to choke me even harder.

What scares me is that I could die this way. By my crazy ex just 1/2 miles away from the school I go to, with no one to help me. It was completely dark, and no one would even think about being out here in exposure to the violence in this world.

I struggled to breathe, and I couldn't check to see if there was blood where my head was being slammed, but I knew I was bleeding.

My lungs were beginning to give out. Josh spat words out at me, but his words were fading, and all I could hear was his angry muttering and a slight ringing.

I felt myself slowly give in, and the last thing I remember before I blacked out was someone running towards us.

*Liam's P.O.V*

By the time I reached Josh and Niall to break up the fight, Josh took off. The funny thing is that I don't think he noticed me.

I reached Niall, and what I saw horrified me.

Niall had a bruised nose, surely broken, and a black eye. Visible marks were on his throat, indicating that Josh was possibly trying to choke him.

Niall was unconscious. I lifted him up bridal style, noticing the back of his head was bloody, and ran off to find help. 'Fuck my car' I thought, remembering that I had left my car parked on the side of the road in front of Starbucks.

I ran all the way to my house, surprised I didn't pass out. I kicked the door open, not worrying about knocking.

"Mom! Dad! We need to take Niall to the emergency room! I think someone was trying to kill him!" I yelled to my parents. They immediately rushed in. I lay his beaten body on the kitchen table.

"Oh my gosh, Liam! What happened?" my mother exclaimed.

I spilled out everything that I knew. I knew that Josh and Niall had history. I knew that he was admitted to a psychiatric ward for 3 years after something involving Niall. I knew he was the one who was beating up Niall.

After I was done, my dad spoke up.

"Well, we need to get Niall here to the emergency room ASAP. And we need to report this to police. Poor boy shouldn't have to worry about that crazy man running around on the streets." my mom nodded in agreement. Then I lifted Niall back up to take him to the hospital.

*Niall's P.O.V*

I woke up to blinding lights. I felt around me. I was in a bed, presumably in a hospital room. Liam was standing over my bedside, caressing my hair.

"How are you feeling, Niall?" he whispered.

"L-L-Liam? What happened?" I croaked.

"Josh beat you up. I went back to school because I forgot my homework, and I saw him jump you and beat you and everything. You were unconscious by the time I ran over there to stop him." Liam explained.

"Were you the one who was running over towards us?" I asked, remembering the last moments before I blacked out.

"Yeah. I was. I was also the one who got you to a hospital before you nearly stopped breathing."

"Thank you, Liam. You saved my life" I got out, and attempted to smile. Practically my entire face was numb, and I couldn't feel my mouth so I'm sure it was a lousy attempt.

Liam smiled back, obviously noticing my attempt.

"What was with back a couple years ago when Josh was put in a psychiatric ward for 3 years after something happened between you two? What happened?" he asked, a curious expression on his face.

"I can't tell you. He threatened to kill me if I told anyone what happened between us."