Unpredictable

chapter 92

THIS BOOK IS ALMOST OVER AW

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Alex's P.O.V

Watching Niall and Libby sleep was honestly the most adorable thing I have ever seen. She squirms a lot in her sleep and Niall whispers to tell her to be still. I flip over the other way and go back to sleep, to avoid getting kicked by Libby.

"Daddy," A tiny voice echoes.

"I don't feel good." I turn around and see Libby trying to sitting up on Niall's chest.

"What's the matter?" I click on the lamp whenever she's is hitting her small hands on Niall.

"Niall, wake up. Libby is talking to you." I hit his legs, but he only groans instead of getting up.

"Alex, I don't feel good.." She whines, beginning to sniffle all because of my sleepy ass boyfriend won't wake up. She lays back down on his chest still sniffling, so I turn off the lamp and try to go back to sleep.

"Libby!" Niall's voice booms, making me jump out of bed and turn on the light from the ceiling fan. He scared the hell out of me. I spot long brown waves run to a dusty corner next to my bookshelf and my angry boyfriend cursing in the bathroom, washing his face and changing into a new shirt.

"Niall Horan!" I whisper scream to him. "Watch your mouth! Libby didn't mean to do that on purpose, she tried to wake you up! Go find her and apologize! You cannot curse at her like that! Are you crazy?" Niall deserves to be scolded ten times more than Libby does.

"What the fucking hell, Libby?!"

"Take your ass to throw up!"

"Why the fuck did you throw up on me?!"

"Cover you goddamn mouth next time! Now I have this shit on my face and shirt!"

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

He shouted at Libby and scared her.

"No! Niall, you frightened her! You don't say things like that to a little child! Or at all! I could care less about you putting on a T-shirt right now! Go find her and say sorry right now." I hit his bare chest leaving me hand print.

"I scared her?" He suddenly seems concerned which makes me want to punch him. I slam the bathroom door in his face and go look for Libby. A sob lets me know where she is and whenever I find her I have to move the dresser that the television is on just to see her.

I crouch down next to the tight space and try to reach for her, but she moves back. I can't move the dresser any further, the only way to get her out is if she crawls out herself.

"N-no. Leave me alone!" Libby cries, getting cobwebs and dust on her. I need to wash the vomit off of her chin and shirt.

"Libby, it's me." Niall crouched down after I moved.

"I wanna go h-home! You're a big meanie and you yelled at me." Libby faces away and Niall runs his fingers through his hair realizing how much he fucked up. Good. I'm mad at him because he's done that to me before, but she's much, much younger than I am and that will be a memory that can never be removed from her mind.