Broken and hard to fix

Drunk or sober

Sierra's POV.

I woke up with him right beside me. This is so wrong. I don't even know if I like him. I had woke up several times that night because of nightmares. Different ones, but every dream in black and white. It was probably already something like 11am so I decided to crawl of the sofa.

We had fallen asleep on the sofa snuggled up in eachothers arms. It was cozy and warm to be like that, beause of the cold air from outside. I went in to the kitchen to grab some breakfast. I got goosebumps when my bare feet touched the cold kitchen floor. I looked at the clock and saw that it was only 8am. I made some tea and some toast. Niall was still fast asleep so I just sat in the kitchen. I was cold in my night-shorts and t-shirt.

I looked out the window and saw the rain start splattering agains the window. I don't know if it's only me but I find the sound of the rain calming.

 After like half an hour I heard Niall start moving and I looked his way. He sat up and looked at me with a blank face, no emotions. I smiled at him but he didn't respons.

"You want some breakfast?" I asked him.

"Uhm, I'm okay thank you." He said starting to look around after his jeans. He found them on the floor and quickly put them on. He took his phone and house key. "I should probably go over to our apartment. But I'll see you later I guess..."

"Uhm, yeah sure." He seemed so distant. "You okay, Niall?"

"No...or yeah, yeah I'm okay." He said giving me quick smile and then putting on his socks.

"No you're not." I said standing up and walking over to him. "What is it?"

" I'm fine Sierra, leave it." He said searching for his shoes. "I promise." I snorted.

"I don't like when you lie to me Niall." I said crossing my arms and resting my body against the wall. "What is it?" He tied one shoe and stood up looking at me.

"I'm fine. Just a little...tired. Hangover or something."

"What?" I said quitly. My heart starting to beat faster.

" Just a little hangover." He started to tie his other shoe.

"You were drunk last night?" I said with my confidence sinking for every second. He sighed.

"A little maybe." He stood up.

"So you don't remember anything or...?" I felt sick.

"I don't know." WHAT!?

"You don't know?" I said with a little anger.

" some bits, but no I don't remember much." He sighed again looking down at the floor.

"You don't remember. You don't fucking remember." I said more to myself then him. "When did you drink? I was with you almost all the time?" I said with my hands frantically waving in the air.

"When you was in the livingroom watching the film and I 'went for a wee'." He said without hesitation.

"What? You took from my drawer?"

"No I had my own." He said in this monotoned voice. "Whiskey."

"Where is it now?" I sid looking at his empty hands.

"I put it in the guestroom."

"Show me the bottle?"

"You start to sound like a mom Sierra." He said opening the front door. It was still raining and a cold breeze made me shdder a little.

"Can't you just show me the..."

"I was fucking drunk okay? Just get it." I jumped a little when he used a harsh tone like that.

"Okay sorry...." He started to go outside. I felt weak.

"Bye." He said before he ran into the rain and over to their apartment. I shut the door.

"You were FUCKING DRUNK." I kicked the wall. Maybe it's good that he was drunk. Maybe that will make all these things less awkward? Maybe just maybe.... God gives me another chance.

"No. You're still a fake little BITCH." A Niall voice inside my head said.

Louis's POV.

I was sat in the bathroom. The boys except Niall had went for some breakfast at Starbucks with Perrie and Danielle. Niall was at Sierras's. But still I had the doors locked. My eyes were red and puffy. I had a razor in my hand and bleeding marks on my hip. The last thing I want is the boys to notice them. But i needed to get rid of the pain in my heart for a few seconds. I threw the razor across the room.

"I had promised myself to never do this. Fucking fag. FUCKING ASSHOLE. GO KILL YOURSELF." I've lost my mind. I was screaming by my self in a bathroom. I was shaking and crying. I heard the front door open and close.

''Hello?'' Niall shouted.

I checked that the door was locked and then went in to the shower. I put on the water and sat there, on the shower floor biting on my arm so that Niall wouldn't be able to hear me sobbing. I tried to get myself together and then I turned off the shower. I got out from the shower and put clothes on. I stroke my wet hair back. And started to sing 'Don't' by Ed sheeran while walking down the stairs and to the livingroom. I sat on the couch and turned on the Tv.

'I never intended to be next. But you didn't need to take him to bed, that's all.

And I never saw him as a threat.

Until you disappeared with him to have sex, of course...'

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