Living Louder - n.h.

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve

Sarah’s pov

So Niall and I found a good, beautiful looking place where I am staying for at least two months. It isn’t far away from Niall’s, so if I really need Niall I can always call him and he will be with me within twenty minutes.

I’ve now been here for four weeks and I’m actually doing good. My room looks beautiful, the people who work here are nice and I feel really save. I never knew it would come so far I had to go to rehab, but would it be weird if I say that I like it here? The only thing that is missing is Niall. I only see him on Friday, or when I feel really bad.

The first couple of days were horrible. I didn’t feel comfortable, safe or understood. It felt like I was the only one with a problem here but thanks to the therapist I don’t feel that different anymore. With my therapist, Lisa, I can talk about everything. I told her what happened in the past, with mom, how I got to meet Niall and everything he did for me.

“I know he is a good boy, don’t let him slip through your fingers” she told me at one of the first meetings.

I guess she knows him, well almost everyone does because he is in this boy band I actually never heard of before I’ve met him.

“So tell me a bit more about the relationship with you and your mom?” Lisa asks me as I take a sip from my thee.

I always get nervous when she asks me about mom, I don’t know why but it just scares me I guess?

“We always fought, but I never let anyone know. She had hit me for the first time when I was eight, and that’s where it started” I say breathing in and out, knowing that I’m save now. She won’t show up here, I hope. “I never really liked her and didn’t see her as my mother. I always wanted to know who my father was, but I doubt that I’ll ever know who he is”

“Really, why?”

“My mom can’t remember his name or how he looked”

“Well, maybe we could try to find some way to find at least a name of your dad. I know some people”

“Really?”

“Yeah sure, you know what, I’m gonna call some people right now” Lisa says picking up her phone.

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Niall’s pov

“’Cos your hair is blonde, your eyes are blue

Half the guys I know are after you

Cheer me up when I’m in a mood

So I thought I’d write a song for you”

I sing along playing the cords of the fetus Ed Sheeran song. That weird song has been stuck since last Friday I saw Sarah. I don’t know why but I miss her so much. Probably because we got along very well and she became a really good friend. I know she has been gone only two weeks and I am sounding like some drama queen. Oh well, I’m going to see her in a couple of hours so it will be fine.

The ringing phone gets me out of my thoughts, as I pick up as quickly as possible.

“With Niall” I say, wondering who it is.