Disastrous

Sixteen

The morning sunlight streams in through the open window in Niall's kitchen, and I can hear the birds chirping and humming. An exhausted sigh leaves my lips and for a moment I nearly forget about last nights events until I hear yet another bang.

"For fuck sakes" I hear Niall curse somewhere down the hall, and by the time I manage to pull myself off of the couch he's already stalking into the living room.

"Did you move my aspirin?" He asks, rooting through a wooden bowl he has on a stand by the wall. I frown when he doesn't even bother to look at me.

"No, I didn't touch it."

"Well I can't find it." He says like it is my fault.

When he turns around and struts into the kitchen, passing by me without another word or even a glance in my direction I shake my head in disbelief.

"What is your problem!?" I surprise myself and Niall by turning around and screaming. He winces, fingers pressing into his temples as he shushes me.

"Do not tell me to shush. Where were you yesterday? You didn't even call me Niall!" I'm fuming as I march towards him.

"You aren't my fucking mother, you don't need to know everything!" His tone is as cold as it gets.

"You're pathetic." I spit, turning away from him and marching to the bedroom. He doesn't say anything or follow after me as I slam the door.

Seconds later the only thing I can hear is the smash of something hitting the ground. I want to go out there and find out what he's breaking, but I can't find it in myself to care and I don't even want to look at him.

I knew this was a mistake. Leaving my home, and what I was familiar with to live with a person I don't even know is the stupidest thing I've ever done, besides sleeping with him in the first place.

I feel like even more of an idiot now that I sit here on his large bed, crying like a fool and wishing that my life could go back to the way it was before Niall.

The door swings open, and I mentally curse myself out for not locking it. I watch Niall's face soften for only a second as he takes me in, sobbing on his bed.

But then he turns away from me, almost as if he couldn't stand to look at me right now.

"I'm going to buy some aspirin." He mumbles, voice flat.

Defeat fills me up and I start crying even harder, rolling onto my side on the bed. I didn't want to see him, I just wanted him to go. Deep down though I knew I was only trying to convince myself that that's what I wanted, what I really needed Niall to do was stay. I needed him to hold me and tell me he was sorry, and explain everything I questioned about last night.

But this is no fairy tale and Niall is no Prince Charming, so that's why I don't find it surprising to hear the front door slam closed once again.

*

"I don't like him, Shay." My brother is frowning so deeply, crossing his arms over his chest. I have to stop myself from reminding him that he hasn't even met Niall yet. I did tell him everything that occurred a few nights ago though, however I didn't mention that Niall didn't come home after that. I had slept at Lucas' and his roommate Josh's apartment so I couldn't be sure where Niall was at this moment.

"I understand that you guys are having a kid together, but this is too much. He sounds like a fucking douchebag." Josh interjects from his spot on the floor. He had a thing about always sitting on the floor.

I pick at my fingernails and avoid looking at my brother or Josh. Sometimes Josh acted like another older brother that I really didn't need.

"It's fine guys, he's just-"