Drive

Chapter 32

Songs for the chapter are:

Fix A Heart: Demi Lovato

Boy- Little Mix

We Belong Together- Mariah Carey

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A tear escapes my eye as he blows another puff of smoke. The smell is collecting in the room and I sends me into a fit of coughs.

I can't move, my feet are almost glued to the floor. Does he want me to leave? After he promised he loved me, and what we did last night, it finally felt like everything was falling into place. It finally felt right. But, now I'm guessing he wants me to leave. I shake my head, stomping towards the door. I have so much to say to him. Everything I wanna say is running through my head, but I can't process it. I can't speak.

I rush down the hall, expecting Niall to follow but he doesn't. And when I turn around he's standing in the doorway, watching me.

"Go on." Ouch. My heart just clattered to the ground, shattering in an infinite number of pieces.

I open the door to Kaylee's room, wiping at my hot tears and begin packing her bag with whatever is closest to me. Clothes, shoes, toys, whatever.

He doest try to stop me, just watches as I set the bag down beside Kaylee's door and push back by him into our room to pack my own. Same with Kaylee, I grab the first things I can find. Accidentally (on purpose) grabbing one of Niall's plain grey t shirts from the dirty clothes pile where I grabbed some of my clothes.

I have both mine and Kaylee's bags and stomp down the stairs, hot, angry, and hurt tears pouring down my cheeks. I take the keys off the table, picking Kaylee up off the couch and setting her on my hip. The overall weight is a little overbearing, but I don't care at the moment. I just need to get out of here.

"Mommy, where are we going?" She asks as we head towards the door. Millie and Harry both have their eyes locked on us. I slam the door behind me. I watch the ground as I walk even though it's blurry.

I buckles Kaylee in her carsear quickly and set the bags in the back, climbing in the driver's seat.

I turn the music on, as loud as it can possibly go without blowing the speakers and backing out of the driveway. When I pull away I see Millie and Harry standing in the yard, watching the car as I grow farther and farther away from that damnés house.

I've only been out of the hospital for two weeks, and he's showered me with nothing but "I love you"'s and "marry me", and I can't believe I fell for the shit. What happened to the promises? I leave with one question:

What the hell just happened?

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Niall's POV

I don't move from the doorway, my feet permanently glued to the floor.I let her walk away from me.

It started after the first month she was in a coma. I thought drugs would get her off my mind, ease the pain. It worked, but only for a little while. I told myself I would quit as soon as she woke up, but it became and addiction. It was impossible to stop, and now look where it got me? Fuck.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I defended it. I mother fucking defended the damn shit. It's not cigarettes, it's marijuana, just in a cigarette box. How did it end up in her drawer?

We all know what can happen, and most likely will, from drugs. Liam is proof, fucking proof.

"Niall!" Harry's voice drags me out of my thoughts and I jump, snapping me head towards him and Millie.