Break away - Niall Horan Fan fiction

A/N

So, basically, for those who were wondering 'form' is what English people have instead of morning announcements. They go to their classrooms and the teacher gives them any announcements that there are.

Enjoy ~ Gabbie

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*Lola's P.O.V.*

"They're arguing again." Ella tells me, sitting on the bed with her legs crossed. Ella is my best friend and has been for years. I live with her and her parents but hopefully not for long because we've been saving up for an apartment for months.

I prop my self up on my elbows to see Ella better. The room is dark and is only lit up by the moon which streams through the blinds. I glance over to the alarm clock on our bedside table and it reads 02:00, great. We have to be up by 07:30 to be on time for school.

"What are they arguing about?" I ask her and she hangs her head down as if she is ashamed. I see tears stream down her slightly rosy cheeks and I quickly sit up. I move to sit in front of her with my legs crossed as well.

"Me, again. Mum started shouting at dad for the way he spoke to me earlier." She says but her voice cracks on the odd occasion from trying to hold back her tears. Her dad, James, treats her really badly and always shouts at her and hits her whenever she does even the smallest of things wrong.

"Ell it isn't your fault. If he didn't talk to you as if you were shit then we wouldn't be here." I tell her but she keeps her head hung and she picks at the threads that have come loose on the duvet cover.

"Keep your chin up princess or they will think they have won." I tell her as I lift her chin up. She smiles weakly and then wraps her arms around me. I hate seeing her like this but, unfortunately, I see her like this a lot.

"Sing?" She asks me and I start to mumble Little Things by One Direction. Ever since my mum died I only sing when Ella is either ill or upset. Me and my mum used to sing together constantly...until she got ill. She used to ask me to sing to her too before she went to sleep. I normally sleep in my room but whenever Ella's parents argue or James is rude to her she asks me to stay with her.

I lay down on my back and she snuggles down into me. She begins to trace the tattoo on my left shoulder blade as I slowly start to drift off. I have 'take these broken wings and learn to fly' written in black italic writing with the silhouette of three birds flying away from the words. I'm only 17 but I got the tattoo as soon as I was old enough. I knew ever since my mum died that I wanted it but I had to wait until I was old enough.

"Did it hurt?" Ella asks me.

"Ella you've asked me this question a million times." I say, keeping my eyes shut, while laughing lightly. I continue to sing until I know she is definitely asleep before falling asleep myself.

Beep-beep. My alarm, already. It feels like I've only just got back to sleep and I'm already having to get ready for school. I roll over and turn off my alarm before stumbling out of bed and making my way over to the bathroom.

"Get up Ella. You're going to be late." I call out to her as I brush my teeth. She practically rolls out of the bed and starts to get ready. I pull on my plain white shirt and tight fitting black skirt. I glance around the room to find my hair brush but I can't see it anywhere. I walk back into our room in order to find it.

"Lola where are my tights?" Ella asks and I throw her a pair of black tights from a draw next to me. She thanks me before I pull on a pair of my own tights. I walk over to the mirror on our dressing table. My eyes have dark circles surrounding them after last night. I put concealer around my eyes in order to hide the darkness and apply some mascara.