Uptown Boy (Narry Storan)

17. Father, father

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I turn to Niall, to see him staring hard and fiercely at the scene unfolding before him.

His father walks, each foot comes to the sidewalk as if the collision of shoe and concrete wasn't anticipated and he suddenly lurches, stumbles, and falls onto the ground.

Niall groans. "Oh fucks sake." He mutters before he's abruptly dashing out of the car.

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"Shit. Niall, wait!" I'm quick to follow his actions, jogging after him, already having a feeling that this won't turn out well.

I stop in my tracks as I watch Niall reaching out to help his father, only to see him smacking Niall's hand away. I don't even know if I should help or let Niall handle it?

"Who the fuck are you? Fuck off." His father slurs out. Niall's body tenses and his eyebrows scrunch in anger before he releases a long, frustrated sigh.

"Do you want to go home or not?" Niall snaps.

"No I fuckin' don't, you-you twat! Who the fuck are you to ask me to go home?" He asks again.

"Niall." Niall tells him, monotonously and rather harshly.

His father scoffs before he's waving his hands dismissively. "Niall? What the fuck are you doing here?" He sneers. "Shouldn't you b-be out partying like always, dealing drugs? It's what you always do, don't you?" My movements freeze and my lips part slightly in shock, my stomach tightening at his words. Niall's a drug dealer?

Was that what he was arrested for the other night? I turn my attention to Niall, to see his fingers curling tightly into fists, his body rigid with fury.

"Fuck you." Niall snarls, and the coldness in his voice sends a shiver down my spine. "I only did it because of-"

"Why the fuck are you here now? I don't need you." His father spits, cutting him off.

His clouded eyes squint meanly at Niall and he forces himself back up into a sitting position.

"Trust me, do you think I want to help my arse of a father who's fucking hammered in the middle of the street, clean up his shit like always?" Niall spits, his voice having a hard edge to it as he stares down at his father. "I just can't be arsed to bail your fuckin arse out of jail if the cops catch you again."

"I've been doing just fin-fine by myself." His father insists. "I don't need your fu-fuckin' help!" He suddenly shouts, slamming his hand that's holding onto the beer bottle onto the ground, shattering it into pieces, spilling the last bit of liquid in it. Niall and I jump back in shock to prevent getting pierced by any glass shards. Niall's eyes darken, staring hard at his father.

Niall sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance, teeth gritting as an effort to remain calm.

"I'll remember that the next time you come to me asking for more money to feed your damn alcoholic shit self." Niall says, lowly and cooly, before he's spinning on his heel, not giving both him and I another glance as he storms down the street.

"You're an unfilial fucking cunt." His father shouts after him, before he's reaching for a glass shard and abruptly throwing it towards Niall. My heart jolts out of my chest at his sudden action.