Chapter 18: 6 ft under.

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Sleeping in the car may be fun but the pain after is unbearable. Something else, almost as painful as my back right now, I will be spending my Sunday being bored by is studying. My test week starts on Monday and I have barely even touched a book. Too bad weeks off at Uni actually mean that you will be spending 7 days studying from 8am till 10pm. Lots of pizza's will be eaten as well in that week. Maybe visiting Harry for a whole week wasn't really the best thing to do. I don't regret it though. If I didn't go to London, I probably still wouldn't have told Niall about Jai and we probably wouldn't be together. 

"Why did I want to study Meds again?" I whisper to myself, taking a deep frustrated breath as I make my fourth cup of tea. Note: it's 12 PM. I'm not even halfway with Anatomy and I have 5 other books to study. Tomorrow we will have the Anatomy test and Tuesday something with Chemistry and Physics. I still have to call Louis about that one, because Chemistry at Uni isn't just some easy equations anymore. With another sigh I sit down at the table, books are surrounding me. God Anatomy is the worst course to study, it's not just a book but also a million pages worth of notes that we had to make during lectures. 

5PM, I just finished Anatomy and I'm throwing a little party for that because damn that was a lot of work. Now I just have to call Louis to ask if he can help me with the Chem/Physics thing. I look for my phone and find it nearly crush between two stacks of notebooks and books. I diall his number and fortunately he picks up after the first ring. 

"Lou, I was wondering if you have time tomorrow to help me with that Chemistry test." I ask him after saying the casual 'hello' and 'how are you?'s. "I have a match in the morning but I will have time in the afternoon, I guess." He says, and I can almost hear the hair flip he's doing. "Okay, thanks. See you tomorrow then." I finish the call and focus back on my books, taking a quick break after an hour to call pizza delivery. After eating a pizza and another hour of studying Niall calls me. 

"Niall?" I speak. "No, it's Eliza." I hear the little girl say in a small voice. "Oh , hi darling. What is it?" There must be something going on if she calls me. She never does that. "Niall is being weird." She whimpers. "What is he doing then?" I ask her, curious to what she means with 'being weird'. "He's on his knees on the kitchen floor with a picture in his hand and he's crying." She explains. What? "Okay, do you know what's going on?" I ask her, trying to stay calm. "No, he was mad at me when I tried to ask him why he was being so sad." She tells me. "Can you come here? I don't know what to do." She whispers after. "I'm on my way, darling." I say and I'm already on my way out. 

The drive seemed to take hours but every time I looked at the clock, barely a minute has passed by. Traffic is completely mad at this time of the day and I really can't use that right now. Eliza sounded honestly scared and very worried. She was also very very quiet and that worries me because you usually hear her before you see her. Finally I reach the building and I immediately run inside and up to Niall's flat. I ring the doorbell but no one answers. As I start to knock I get a text.

Niall: The key is under the doormat xxxxx Liz <3

I smile at the cute text and bend down to grab the key that is safely hidden under the doormat, just like she told me. I slowly open the door and even from the hall I can hear Niall's sobs, they sound absolutely heartbreaking. I follow the sound to the kitchen and when I open the door the sight brings tears to my eyes. "Niall?" I softly ask. My only answer is more heartbreaking sobs that escape from his lips. I am about to walk further into the kitchen but a little arm pulls me back into the hall. 

"Be careful. He's very mad." Eliza whispers as tears fill her eyes. I hug her. "Don't you worry, darling. He won't do anything to hurt you or me." I whisper in her hair. She nods as she pulls away from the hug and starts twisting her hair around her finger. "Why don't you go play in your room, I will get you later." I suggest. She nods again and runs down the hall. I take a deep breath as I walk back into the kitchen and kneel beside Niall. 

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