*Ainsley's POV*
I woke up with a massive hangover that I wasn't used to anymore. I had forgotten just how awful they were. I was currently laying on the floor in my bathroom when Eleanor walked in looking worried.
"Eleanor I really don't need one of your lectures right now. I think this hangover is punishment enough." I groaned and she sighed leaning against the edge of the counter.
"I haven't seen you like this in a while A. I thought we were past this" I pushed my hair back and looked up at her.
"We are I just slipped up. I'm not like this anymore El." she nodded and slightly smiled at me.
"I know you're not. But I also know you became like this for a reason and that probably has to do with why it started again. So you need to tell me why you do this Ainsley." I leaned my head back over the toilet vomiting before wiping my mouth with my sleeve.
"It's not that simple Eleanor it was a long time ago." She sat beside me and ran her fingers through my hair as she pulled me into her.
"You're my baby sister. I love you kiddo" I laughed pulling away.
"Hey at least we can both feel shitty this morning together" I pointed out referring to her morning sickness due to her being pregnant.
"I have to work but I'll be home before dinner okay?" I smiled nodding before going to clean myself up a bit. I ended up falling asleep but woke up to someone sitting on the edge of my bed. I jumped backwards relaxing when I noticed it was just Niall.
"Jesus Christ Niall you scared me" I yelled throwing a pillow at him.
"I'm sorry" he chuckled slightly.
"How did you get in here? Is Eleanor still home?" I sat up in bed unaware what time it was and how long I slept for.
"Relax Eleanor gave me a key last night when I dropped you off so I could come check on you if I needed to" he explained.
"Oh I don't remember you bringing me home" I admitted quietly pushing my hair back and biting my nail.
"You were pretty out of it. Eleanor told me about your past and your problems with Drugs and Alcohol. I just wanted to make sure you were okay" I got up out of bed and faced away from Niall.
"Look I'm fine alright I don't need you checking up on me. I'm not a little kid, I'm eighteen years old" I mumbled and I heard the bed squeak slightly from him getting up.
"Ainsley I know that I just-" his hand grabbed my arm and I harshly pulled it away turning to face him.
"I was raped four years ago Niall. I've lived with it on my own for four years and I think I'm doing just fine" I raised my voice and he stepped closer to me.
"Relax" he said quietly.
"Don't tell me to relax Niall. I shouldn't have even told you." I yelled and he frowned.
"I'm glad you told me. I'm so sorry for what I said about you being a prude and always trying to get you to do stuff" he apologized and my face grew red with anger tears spilling over my eyes.
"And if I didn't tell you, that's probably exactly what you would be doing right now. So why don't you just leave and save us both the trouble and time. Just go hook up with some side chick of yours" he looked crushed with every word.
"Ainsley please-"
"Just get out!" I shouted pointing to the door. He sighed loudly quickly leaving the room. I heard the door slam causing me to jump as he left.
