Strong (Niall Horan)

Chapter 5-

Chapter 5-

I pick up my laptop and storm out of the room. “Morning Bitch” Amalee says as I pass. “Morning SLUT!” Brie and I retort. I watch her huff as she passes Niall. “Don't have sex on your way out the door” I call. James bursts into laughter as I saunter up the stairs. I close my room door behind me and lay on my bed. “Tell me everything” she exclaims. “They are arranging for me to marry Niall Horan from One Direction” I exclaim. “What?” she exclaims. “I know” I tell her face palming myself. Ouch that actually hurts. “That is crazy” she exclaims. “Agreed” I nod. “How did it happen?” she demands. “James met me at the airport and interrogated me. We came home and mum had obviously not changed. She told me to make dinner and I did. I got changed and did I mention she left me out clothes” I exclaim walking over and picking up the dress and heels. “Its hideous” Brie exclaims. “We all ate and I was talking to James when I heard Maura, his mum and my mother talking about a wedding” I say bitterly. “And?” she urges. “I asked what wedding and Niall was all bitter saying they didn't tell you this keeps getting better” I scowl. “Arrogant ass-wipe. Then they said how we were getting married I thought it was a joke. I found out James, dad and Amalee knew. I didn't know what to do. I just kept asking how could you” I finish. “Wow. What did you do next?” she asks. “I ran upstairs, got changed and left” I shrug. “Window?” she asks. “Yup”. “Did James find you?” she asks. “Yup at the pub and he brought my “Fiancée”” I say fiancée like it is a repulsive word. “Bet that didn't go well” she cringes. “Nope but they brought me home and I crashed” I shrug. “At least they brought you home and no one took advantage of you” she points out. “Still” I tell her. I hear the front door open and heels on the floor. “They are home it seems” I groan. “I'd hate to be you babe” she says frowning slightly. “Everyone would” I mutter. “Not everyone” she says. “Who?” I ask. “Amalee would love to be marrying your fiancée” she says. “She can have him” I scowl. “Kasey you don't even know him” she says disapprovingly. “Really? Because from what I can tell he is like every other guy, but famous. He is a rich boy who is used to having girls throw themselves at him and he is upset thinking he can't sleep around because everyone is going to know he is getting married” I exclaim. “Kasey I don't think all guys are like that” she says softly. “They are. The witch with a B is making me marry him to make my life miserable.  She wants the fans to hate me and she wants me to be stuck to a guy who hates my guts who I hate and have me hate myself” I tell her my voice dropping as a few tears slide down my cheeks. “Why can't they love me?” I whisper. “Kase” Brie says. I glance at the screen into her eyes. “They're not worth it okay? They are not worth any of it. Just come home and we will work it out” she says her voice breaking with every word. “KASEY” mum's voice carries up the stairs. “Call me if you need me. Remember get on the next flight home” she whispers. My heart leaps thinking about home. London where I belong. “I will” I whisper back. “Love you Kasey Kat” she says smiling. “Love you too Briebear” I tell her before shutting off my laptop. I quickly wipe off my face getting rid of any trace of tears before heading downstairs. I head into the sitting room where I had no doubt they were. I stand in the door way staring at everyone as they stare back at me expectantly. Even Maura and Bobby were here though no Greg. “Sit down” mum says gesturing to the place on the couch beside Niall. “No thanks”. “Sit down” she say with slightly more force now. “I'M GOOD” I tell her through gritted teeth. We glare at each other but I don't back down. I am tired of her controlling my life. I am not going down with out a fight and I will fight till the very end believe me. “You and Niall are going to be moving in together meaning you will move into his flat” she says. “You can't be serious” I exclaim standing up. “I am” mum replies. “You expect me to drop everything? How could you agree to this? Dad you out of all people. I would of suspected it out of her but not you. I would of expected it out of Amalee and mum but the two of you?” I say with disgust. “You are moving in with him” she says. “No” I state calmly. “What did you just say?” she asks her eyes blazing. “You heard me” I reply staring evenly into her eyes. “Thats funny because I thought I heard you say no” she says tilting her head sideways challenging me. “You are right. You heard no. I am not leaving my flat and college in London to live with some strange guy I don't know in some place I don't know. I am not your object!” I tell her trying to tame my anger. Calm down. She's not worth it. I clench my fist trying to keep everything in, it is hard because every fiber of my being was screaming, 'punch the bitch! Hit her hard. Give her a good one'. “You will do as I say” she says through clenched teeth. “What if I don't want to?” I ask cocking my hip. “You will anyway” she screeches. “Stop screeching you sound like a banshee” I tell her calmly. “Shut up you will do as I say and you will not argue” she yells. I step towards her glaring and she steps back slightly. “I know you never cared about me and you have spent my whole life trying to change me but you know what? I will never change! Never and you can fucking shove any thoughts on it. If you think I am going to back down and let you control my life you're wrong! You think that if you ask me to jump, I'll ask how high? I am not Amalee and it is about time you realized it. Just fucking grow up and accept me” I tell her fiercely. “It is the only way” mum shrugs. “Only way to what mother? Get rid of me? Only way for you to have something to brag about to your friends. Its sick. Its disgusting. You fucking disgust me” my voice raises slightly. “Don't you dare yell at me” 'mother' says standing up. I wasn't even yelling but it was taking everything in me to control my temper. “I will yell if I god damn please. An arranged marriage? You are marrying your own daughter off to a stranger. Its disgusting and repulsive” I tell her dryly. Tears were coming into my eyes. “You are a disgrace. Its disgusting” she yells back. “I'm a disgrace? Look who's talking. You disgust me and you think so highly of yourself. You call yourself a mother? A mother would never do this to their child. Its the 21st century who has arranged marriages anymore” I yell. “Its against principle and its stupid. Who does it and you sink so low as to do it with someone I don't even know” I rant. “No one would want a little slut like you” she exclaims her eyes blazing. I step back wounded and angry. Oh she didn't. “If I was a slut I would be like you or Amalee! Isn't that why you leave once a month or have you stopped that sense I was last here?” I retort stepping forward. I knew the moment the words were out of my mouth and her eyes flash I had went to far.