Stealer || Niall Horan

Chapter 16

"Hello?" I repeat into the phone.

"Yeah, yeah sorry I was doing something." Finally she speaks.

"So Alex, do you want to go to dinner tonight?"

"Um... I don't know I'm kind of busy..."

"Busy doing what?"

"Uh...cleaning?" She says but it sounds like more of a question.

"Is that a question or an answer?"

Alex's Point Of View

"It's an answer Niall."

"Oh okay, well if you change your mind then call me. Okay?"

"Okay." And without a hesitation I end the call. I start looking around to see if I had any makeup around to cover up what had happened but can't find anything.

My mom came over to the apartment drunk and completely lost it. She did what she promised she wouldn't do anymore. She beat me like when I was little.

My parents had gotten into fights very often when I was little and my mom would blame me. Now I'm guessing she's blaming me for my dad's death.

I've already used all my makeup for the times she's done it, 10 times since dad died. I can't hit her back because I don't want to hurt her. I just wait it out until she leaves and then use makeup whenever Niall wants to meet up but this time it's bad.

She hit my side very hard almost leaving me out of breath and I could barely walk on my own.

Maybe if I go out tonight with Niall she won't come back.

Will she?

I'm calling Niall.

"Niall?"

"Alex, Changed your mind yet?" A small smile comes across my face. I love when he says my name with his Irish accent.

"I have."

"I'll pick you up at 4:30 be ready." He says and I quickly look at the clock and notice it's 3:53. Gives me no time.

"Okay, bye love you!" I say before hanging up. I never wait for him to say it back because it makes it hard for me to hang up. I've learn from past experiences. It makes me happy to hear him say that to me, first person, other than my dad, to say I love you and actually mean it... I hope.

I feel my phone vibrate and see I got a message from Niall.

I love you too.

I can't help it but smile so hard my lips could practically fall off.

"Shit." I whisper for some odd reason. I'm alone so no need to whisper but shit. I have no makeup to cover up my moms doings.

I grab my keys and before I go to open the door I look down at what I'm wearing.

I'm wearing one of Niall's oversized shirts and baggy sweatpants. I really hope not to bump into anyone. I quickly open the door and make my way to the elevators. By this time it's 4:10 ish and I'm in a hurry to get that makeup.