Drive

Chapter 23

Songs for the chapter are:

Bleeding Love- Leona Lewis

I stand in the darkness, not a sound to be made. As I take a step towards Niall, Harry jumps off the bed and before I can say anything to persuade Niall to come with me, Harry is tugging on my arm.

"Don't touch me!" I scream and jerk away from his grip. Niall, this time, grabs my wrist and pulls me towards him, wrapping his arm around my waist. He pulls me to his side, a protective grip on my waist.

"She doesn't want to be with you." Harry states, and I feel Nialls grip tighten, hurting my side.

"What the hell do you know?" He asks and Harry takes a step closer. I jump in between the two and begin pushing back on Nialls chest.

"Niall, let's go!" I scream, but once again he ignores me.

"Niall!" I scream louder and feel my voice begin to strain. He doesn't answer instead he pushes me away, my back hitting the table. I squeal in pain and both their heads snap my way, a look of horror in Nialls eyes.

"Alex, I'm sorry." He looks scared, terrified. He takes a step towards me but I push past him, hurrying towards the door.

"Alex!" He shouts out but I ignore him, just like he ignored me. He grabs my wrist and pulls me back, my front slamming into him. I push against his chest.

"Don't fucking touch me!" I scream and he finally lets go. I have to get out of here, I don't know where the hell I'm going, but I have to go.

I open the door and find Kaylee, sound asleep. The hot tears are fresh on my cheeks as I try and wipe them away. Her bag is already put together and I sling it over my shoulder, pulling back the blankets on top of her.

"Kaylee," I shake her and she flutters her eyes open. "C'mom, baby." I pick her up and she latches onto me, her head resting on my shoulder.

I catch a glimpse of Niall when I pass by Harrys door, but not enough to tell what their doing.

"Are you okay, Alex? I heard ya'll screaming." Louis worries, I assure him everything is fine and begin out the door.

"Alex!" I hear Niall behind me and stop, taking a deep breath before turning around. His eyes are red-rimmed and swollen, his voice cracking.

"Please, stop." He begs. As much as I want to run to him and tell him I'll stay, I can't. I have to go, I can't handle him being rude to me, not right now.

I shake my head and Kaylee russles in her sleep. I set her down on the couch, knowing I'm not getting out of here without a fight.

"Don't leave, please. I won't sleep in the room tonight if you want. Hell, I'll leave. Just please, don't go." He begs.

"Why shouldn't I go? So in the morning you can call me a bitch when all I was doing was trying to get you to take something seriously? For once in your life, grow the fuck up! It's not a damn game." I yell back, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Damn it, Alex! Haven't you thought, maybe I'm fucking confused. I don't know what the hell to think. I'm scatter-brained! All this shit was put on me all at once and I don't know what the hell to do about it!" His voice is harsh but his eyes are soft.

What the hell do I say? The thought never crossed my mind that maybe he's hurting and confused and don't know how to act. He doesn't have to deal with stuff like this on a daily basis. He's Niall Horan, the guy in the biggest boyband in the world!

"Niall.." I stare into his ocean blue eyes and feel my worries.. melt. What am I thinking trying to leave him? He's honestly the best thing in my life, besides Kaylee. Nobody could compare to her.