Chapter 10

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I wake up and look at the clock. 1:13 A.M. I takes it takes me a minute to realize where I am and what happened. And also that Niall is laying next to me. I watch him out of the corner of my eye. He's wide awake his beautiful blue eyes trained on the ceiling. I smile a little and though pain shoots through my body I turn and wrap an arm around him.

"Hi." I whisper into his shirt. Niall laughs a little.

"Feeling better?" He asks.

"Actually no." I reply. And it's true I feel sick again.

"Do you need anything?" Asks pressing a long kiss to my forehead.

"No." I sigh. I think I have everything I need here." Niall laughs again and I smile. Maybe his laugh never really did annoy me.

"Have you talked to the boys yet?" I ask him.

"Yeah." Niall says. "They all went out for lunch and stuff while we were out. They got home after you fell asleep. Their worried about you." Niall kisses me again on the nose. "I'm worried about you."

"Don't be." I smile a little before I lean in and kiss him on the lips. His hands move to my waist and my hands instinctively lock at the back of his neck. We stay that say, kissing for a long time before finally he pulls back and says softly:

"I called your mom. I thought you should know." I sigh and lean back.

"What did she say?" I ask

"She got angry." Niall said. He sounded broken. I wanted to hug him again. "She said that for my own good I had better stay away from you."

"She's a drunkard." I say immediately. "A fucking alcoholic. She doesn't know what she's talking about."

"I know." Niall says looking down.

"I hate her." I whisper. "I'm moving as soon as I find a reasonable place. She's been like this ever since......my dad left." I sigh.

Niall takes my hand.

"Maybe it's my fault." I say. I feel like crying again but I won't. I refuse.

"Don't say that." Niall says sharply. Pulling me into a tight hug.

"Maybe it's true." I shoot back. "I mean I'm definitely not the perfect daughter that she always dreamed of. And maybe I could do more to help her but it just isn't worth it. At least I don't think so. I'd only end up hurting myself."

Niall nods, and there is a long silence.

"I'll help you look." Niall says finally.

"What?" I ask, confused.

"You cant live with someone like that, Dru. I won't let you." Niall says fiercely. His hands are in fists on my back. "We'll find you a place. Soon."

I smile. And I would say something but another wave of nausea rushes over me.

"Niall." I say urgently. As if he can read my mind he jumps up and carries me to the bathroom. I hold in my vomit until I am kneeling by the toilet but when I finally throw up, it comes out red. I let out a sob as Niall says.

"Oh my God baby!"

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