acid //n.h.

two

chapter two

School dragged on and for the last three days ill I could think about is what they said about Niall and just pretty much Niall. I wanted to know where he went. Why he left. If any of those things were true.

I grabbed my things out of my locker about to leave when Evan walked over to me. "Babe" he slouched against the locker. "The councilor needs us again"

I hated how it had been so long yet we still has to get counseling. "Mmkay" I mumbled as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

Ever since Matt died we had been best friends. No one ever knew how he died and thats what no one understood. But since then I got bad nightmares and anxiety attacks.

"So I heard you were with Niall Horan last night" fuck

"Ugh what now" I groaned. How did everyone already know this.

"Just don't hang out with him okay"

I nodded and rolled my eyes as we waked into the bright suppose-to-make-us-feel-better-room.

It dragged on for an hour and they just talked to us too see how we were doing. I hated this. They never did anything and I wouldn't tell them anything either so why does it matter.

So yet again I walked down the road, took a right and walked into Becky's. I got my cigarettes and walked to my ledge.

I was disappointed when I yet again didn't see that blonde haired lad.

I sat down today and looked. Like I always did. I guess he was right why should I always watch the world pass by me. I wanted it to change but I knew it wouldn't. I was just Isabel and no one cares for her in this world. No one.

Tears streamed down my face like they do every night. The salty wet drips fell down my face as I thought of everything.

In one years everything can change. Matt was just gone. My dad was gone. Everything changed. This town changed. The lust, the love, the happiness, I used to feel turned into sadness. This on going cycle that never changed.

The wet tears were still there as I smoked my cigarette. The smoke flowing out above my face.

"You know thats bad for you"

I turned around and there he was just like a few days ago. Yet we switched spots. I was looking at him and he was looking at me but from different perspectives and maybe that was good. Maybe he was the happiness I was looking for.

"Why do you even care" he sat down next to me. He stretched his legs out and looked at my face and took my hand.

"You see Isabel this world gives you reasons to destroy yourself and we take them because that's the easy thing to do. I started watching you watch the world. You changed my mind. I saw how you watched and I knew I wanted to be on of those people you watched. And maybe that's why life is hard. Maybe I messed up but here I am now next to you and it feels pretty damn right to me"

This man Niall had a way with words. A way that actually made me feel, like I used to. I smiled through the tears and looked up at him. He took his hand out of mine and used the sleeve of his hoodie to wipe off my wet face.

"Your so different. I feel like you know me"

He stood up.

Smirked.

Wiped his hand through his blonde hair.

"You see we do know each other Isabel Jenkins. We do"

He turned to walk away.

Yeah I'm not like one of those girls that just stands there so I ran after him.

"Horan" I yelled. "You cant get away from me that fast"

He turned around as I pulled onto his arm. I fell onto his chest and he put his arms around me to hold me up. "sorry" I mumbled into his chest.

"Where do you even go" he looked at me confused. "Why do you always have to leave"

"Isabel I have things to do and I need to go how about I meet you here tomorrow"

Honestly I didn't know what to say.

"can I come with you"

It just kinda came out

Ops

"Please just go home"

He didn't understand.

I hated going home.

Thats where I got crap form my mom that I wasn't like my sister that I wasn't perfect. That I did bad things. And so most nights I slept at Matts when we were dating. But he's gone and the fact that my mom gave me no sympathy killed me. Now I didn't really have anywhere to go. Some nights I would sneak in after my mom was asleep or at work so I would stay at Evans in his spare room.

I didn't like doing this though. I wish I had a mom that loved and cared for me. All she cared about was her boyfriends and my sister and that everything was perfect for them.

She wouldn't expect the truth. And I hated her.

"You just don't get it" he stood there and looked at me like he didn't know what to do.

"Fine"

"thanks niall"

"I wouldn't thank me quite yet"

I guess they were right.

Maybe Niall wasn't what I thought.

"Niall I don't feel comfortable" he smirked taking a drink.

"babe I told you to go home" he laughed.

"Ah so this is the real Niall Horan" I spat and he turned around.

"You don't know anything and-

I cut him off when I saw his face. I knew that face. I haven't seem him in a year. There he was. Smirking at me. He was one of the people that were there when Matt died. He could of killed Matt and I didn't want to be anywhere near him especially at a party like this. I didn't want to be with these kind of people.

"Niall I need to go" so I ran out of the room and down the street. I heard Niall yelling after me but I kept running and the tears kept coming. Memories from that night replayed into my brain as I slouched against a street sign pole and sat down. Why couldn't he just still be here and everything would be okay.

"Hey" I heard that raspy Irish voice again.

"You okay" he smirked "you ran out of there pretty fast"

I could tell by his face he knew something. Like exactly what was going on.

I didn't even know what to say. If Niall knew why would he bring me there.

Oh wait he told me not to come.

Stupid Isabel.

I cursed at myself and stood up.

I grabbed Niall's arm for support. He looked me dead in the eyes.

"You should probably go home" he whispered.

None of this made sense so I just walked away from him. Walked away from the Niall that told me those nice things while laying down and the Niall that made me feel like someone cared. Yet again I was the girl watching.

So I kept walking away thinking about Niall. He couldn't know. He wasn't there the night Matt died. I know it. But he's obviously hiding something and I was going to find out.