just another teenage love story

Seventeen

I woke up with strong arms around my waist and my back pressed to someone's chest. I looked around the room and realized I was in nialls room? I felt someone stir beside me and I turned to be met by sleepy blue eyes. "Morning love" his morning voice rang through my ears. "Why am I here and not home?" I didn't mean to sound rude I was just curious. "You cried yourself to sleep on my shoulder so I laid us down" he seemed hurt. "I didn't mean I don't want to be here" he just nodded removing his arms from me. Instantly I felt less safe. "Still tired?' he questioned. "A bit" I replied. When he wrapped his arms around me I snuggled into his bare chest. Bare? he mumbled a 'same' and we both went back to bed.

I shot up freeing myself from the arms around me gasping for air as if a sprinted for miles on end. Great the nightmares are back. "Ellie?" a very confused Niall called softly. "Is everything alright?" he asked curious at my state. "Yea" my voice seemed so dull. Nothing was alright nightmares of Kyle of the prosthetics nightmares of my mother leaving of my father running out on us, of uncle rick hitting me. All of it replaying in my mind. What's wrong with me. Why am I so fucked up. I didn't realize I was crying until I felt nialls hand on my cheek, his thumb wiping them away. "Ellie it's ok im here just relax" his voice cooed as he held me close to him. "Niall what's wrong with me?" as if he would know. "What? nothing is wrong with you Ellie" he didn't seem happy I asked that question. "No you gotta be pretty fucked up to have your own mother not want anything to do with you" I said it so quietly I was hoping he wouldn't hear me, but all hope was gone when he released me and looked into my eyes.

(A/N so sorry for the extremely short chapter and a shitty one at that I'm not good at this and it's quite boring but yea just had parent troubles and needed to write something love you my koalas 🐨)