Fire Away (Ziall Horlik) AU

Chapter 11

Niall's POV

I waited for Zayn, outside of the school where he had told me he would meet me. I looked around and saw a few boys pointing and laughing at me. Nothing new. I sighed and tried to ignore it as best as I could but I couldn't when they threw a paper at me. I didn't open it of course.

"Fuck off, you shitheads" I smiled at his voice because my best cousin was saving my ass again.

Stupid fucking cunt.

I groaned at the voice because it had stopped for awhile. "Hey Nialler" Evan said as he nudged my shoulder. I smiled at him but continued to look at the ground. I was trying to hush the sound but only Zayn had the skill of that.

Loser, loser.

I slightly shook my head and looked up at Evan. "Did you see Zayn?" I asked him hoping I could see him. He looked around trying to find him, I guess. He shook his head no.

"The funniest thing happened today, Niall. Okay, so I was sitting in class.." I listened to Evan story but the loud chant in my head wasn't getting any quieter.

You're a stupid loser. I'm a stupid loser.

"Isn't that funny?" I laughed my most real laugh I could at the moment.

Then it all went silent when I heard his voice. It was like he was just made for keeping it quiet.

"Hi" Zayn said from behind me and placing a kiss on my cheek. I smiled at him "hi" I said back to him.

We looked deeply into each other's eyes, forgetting Evan was here, forgetting where we were and just getting lost in each other's eyes. I loved his beautiful brown eyes that had an edge to them.

"I can't believe you're my boyfriend" he told me. I had totally forgotten he asked me to be his boyfriend and I said yes by kissing him.

It just happened this morning. I guess I just couldn't believe.

"You are two just too cute." Evan smiled at us. I blushed at that, getting a kiss on the cheek from Zayn.

"I'll see you guys." Evan said before walking his own way.

Me and Zayn started out walk to the street we both live on. It was quiet but it was a comfortable quiet. I lace my hand with his as we walked. Probably both stuck in our thoughts. Different things on our minds.

It had been a couple days since mum turned on me. I don't know how to approach this to Evan. I don't want to make him worry about me. His mum left two days ago without say where she went and Evan is running out food. I honestly felt bad for Evan. He's my cousin and all I want to do is protect him. He's younger than me by a year and I feel obligated to protect him, but in reality he protects me.

"Come to my house sometime." Zayn said as we turned down our street, my house coming closer and closer. I had to say something quick. I do want to go but last time was so, perfect. I'm scared it won't be like that all the time.

My house was now only a few steps away. "Yes, would like that." I said. He smiled at me and kissed my cheek, then my forehead, then my lips. I giggled at him. "Tomorrow?" He asked but I would have to sneak out. I'm scared of what will happen, but if it's for Zayn then it's definitely worth it.

I nodded to his question and hugged him. He hugged me back tightly. "See you tomorrow darling" he said into my hair and kissing the top of my head. I was a lot shorter than him but that was okay. "See you Zayn." I said with a smile. I walked slowly towards my house not wanting to leave my boyfriends side.

I turned back to look at where he once was, before I opened the door to my house. I peeked my head through. "I thought it was a good idea, I'm sorry" mum said frantically. I gulped knowing how this would end. "Well it wasn't. Pick it up. I'm going to watch my show again. It better NOT happen again" dad told her. I walked in slowly closing the door quiet enough so they knew I was home. I heard my dad groan. "Faggots home" he said to himself.

I made my way upstairs trying to get my fear down so I could normally walk into my room without feeling scared to death. Home is supposed to be a safe place. Not for me..

Once I got to my room I shut my door and flopped on my bed. Stupid fucking loser. You're lazy too? I don't have anything to do. So you laze around? Pathetic. What do I do? Something that doesn't make you seem so much like a loser you stupid fucking cunt.

I laid on my bed and just let the thoughts take over my mind. No matter how hard I try it always comes back. I let some tears fall for no reason at all.

I really hate myself. Everything I do, I always mess up. I just want something normal to happen to me. Nothing is ever normal for me.

Thought by thought. Day soon became night and all I did was lay in bed hating myself. I let myself try sleep. Then, a loud bang was heard. I'm tired of this. I don't want this to happen tonight. My bruises just cleared and I can't take another beating.

Another loud bang and yells were heard from downstairs. I started to think maybe I should run but that didn't work well for me last time. I don't want to go to Evan because I'll put so much stress on him and I'd rather not.

It's like everything went so fast. Soon my door was open and I didn't move from my bed as my dad took his belt and whipped me on the arm and back. He started crying while using all his might to whip my back and head. His hits became weaker and weaker.

Soon he was on the floor of my bedroom crying. I haven't seen him like this before. He sat there on the floor crying. I got up and hesitantly started to pet his hair. He looked at me with those angry eyes but his eyes turned from angry to exhausted as soon as he saw my fear.

"I'm sorry" he whispered.

My eyes widened. He just said sorry. How can I accept for all he's done to me? I'm just trying to be normal but this asshole makes it so difficult. Even for mum. She's just trying to love him and he wants is to hurt us.

I cleared my throat and moved a little away from him on my bed. He stood up and left my room. The door still open.

A door shut from down the hall.

I was scared that he'd change his mind and come back. I was shocked of what just happened and I was sad because my dad just broke down and said sorry to me. I shouldn't feel bad for him but he's still my dad an he still had feelings. I hadn't seen anything other than anger but he's human and I didn't know why he resorted to hurt his family. I don't know what led him up to doing this.

I closed my door and went to my window. I looked out and watched the stars. Tears slowly fell at the events of tonight. I knew mum had gotten it worse than me and she was cleaning the mess downstairs.

I don't normally do this but it feels right, especially now.

"Dear, God.

Why me?"

Authors note:
I have a problem with starting them off sort of happy and making them sad.. Sorry lol

Also sorry for not updating in like days I was extremely busy with some studying and other things. A lot of stress was put on me but I'm okay now. I'll work on getting this done and try to make it make sense... If that makes sense lol