Love Caught Fire (One Direction Fanfiction)

57++He Breaks, I Break

Niall's POV

"Please? Just for one more day?" I begged Alyson, tugging her back into bed.

She groaned. "As much as I'd like to stay, I can't! I've called off school for 3 days in a row just for you, might I add, and I can't miss another! I'm already going to have loads of homework."

"I'll help you," I offered but she just shook her head.

"It's college level stuff, Ni." she said and then got out of bed. "Besides, I need to get away from Charlouis. I swear, if they keep discussing the looks and hobbies of their future children, I'm going to barf."

"What? You don't want kids?" I sadly asked.

She came over, sat down on my lap, and hooked her arm around my neck. I securely twisted my arm around her waist and placed my hand on her thigh. "Of course I want kids, Niall. It's just the only thing they've been talking about besides the wedding for the past 3 days! Can't we talk about something else over dinner?"

I smirked as an idea popped into my head. "We could get engaged and talk about that over dinner."

She ruffled my hair and got off my lap. "Ha ha, very funny." she grabbed her keys and bag before saying, "See you in a few hours."

"Wait!" I called and ran to her before she exited my room. I grabbed her chin, tilted it up, and gave her a long kiss. "You almost left me hanging."

"So sorry," she giggled and gave me a quick kiss before leaving to go to school.

"NIALL!" I heard Zayn shout my name.

"WHAT?!" I called back.

"DO YOU HAVE ANY GUM? PREFERABLY MINT?!" he asked.

"MAYBE! HOLD ON!" I charged out of my room and into Aly's.

She always has minty things in her room. I scavenged through her dresser, night stand, windowsill, and closet before finding the pack of gum sitting on her desk. I smacked myself on the forehead for not thinking it'd be there in the first place.

I accidentally dropped her cup of pencils, pens, highlighters, and marker on the floor and muttered, "Shit!" under my breath. I bent down to pick it up when Zayn yelled, "HURRY UP, NIALL!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming." I said to myself and chucked the gum packet down the stairs at Zayn.

"THANK YOU!" he smiled and opened up the gum package.

I went back into Alyson's room to pick up the cup of the writing utensils I had dropped. I set them back on her desk where they were originally when something caught my eye.

A journal entitled Days of Hell.

I knew I shouldn't be snooping but I was curious as to what this could be. I opened the notebook and flipped to the first page. It was in Alyson's cursive handwriting.

~June 28, 2014

I never knew it was possible to be three things at once. Right now, I was hurt, confused, and scared; all very different things. Tomorrow, I will go into a court room to decide what the future holds for my father and Sean. If I say the wrong thing, they will continue on in their everyday lives.

I've never had much luck in courtrooms. I always leave with bad news to tell others and I know that even though I'll be leaving with good news to me, I'll be spreading to bad news for Sean and Dad. This is the first of many days of hell that I'll experience after this train-wreck trial tomorrow.

This was written the day before she went to the trial. On the phone she had sounded frightened but I didn't know how she really felt about all this. I read the next entry and the one after that and the one after that. They were all the same; sad, heart-felt, and heavy.