Wheelchair Girl (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Chapter 13

(HARRY'S POV)

     "Her Mom called her fresh out of jail because she wants to have Kristal back but she CAN'T have her she's the DEVIL!" Sydney rambled, buried in my chest. I just sat and listened, not really comprehending the information. I never met Kristal's real mom, all I knew  was that her name was Delilah. I thought since Kristal and her father had a restraining order she was out of our lives forever, but that was obviously not the case.

     I rubbed Sydney's back, trying to calm her down. She seemed to have a very sure reason to dislike Delilah. I opened my mouth to ask her about it but she was almost asleep, it was almost 1:00 at night. I would ask her in the morning. I shifted so I was laying down next to her, hugging Syd's small waist, my chin on her head. I almost drifted off to sleep when a thought crossed my mind. Kristal's father... Kristal's mother... Kristal's step-mother... MOM! I needed to call mom and tell her and my step father about this! I slowly pried myself away from Sydney and stood up, looking longingly back at the couch for a moment. All the worry had escaped her face, Leaving her looking like the young 7 year old I saw in pictures, even showing resemblance with her 4 year old self I've seen. In those pictures, she still had both her full legs, unscathed by reality with not a care in the world. That's how she looked, careless.

     I looked away, bringing myself out of dream land. I dialed my mother's number, only waiting two rings for her to pick up.

     "Hey honey! How's tour? isn't it around midnight where you are?" she answered happily. She must not know yet.

     "Hey mum! Yea, tour's great, could I just talk to Roger quickly?" referring to my step dad. She handed off the phone to Roger. He greeted me, sounding groggy.

     "Hey Roger. So, I don't know how to say this... but Kristal got a call from Delilah today. Her... Mom?"

     "She CALLED? That must be illegal! I knew she was fighting for custody, but calling Kris... Oh god, is she okay?" He was angry and worried I could hear the emotion in his voice.

     "She was crying before, I think she was a little stunned, but she's asleep now. Right now we will just try to keep her sheltered until we find out exactly what's going on. Call me soon." I said, looking over at Kristal and Niall. For some reason they fell asleep on the floor, tangled in each other. I tossed a blanket on top of them, still on the phone.

     "Okay Harry, we'll call soon. Tell my girl I love her, get some rest." I said good bye and stood there for a minute. As I said, all we can do is wait and see what will happen. I climbed back onto the  couch Sydney was on, beat from the long day. I clutched her tight to my chest like a teddy bear and fell asleep quickly, listening to the harmonized breathing around me.

(KRISTAL'S POV)

     I woke up earlier then anyone else, lying on the floor in a daze. My arms were tangled in Niall's hair and arm, my hand holding his. The Irish boy looked adorable, tangled in his clothes, his hair everywhere. I grabbed my phone and looked at the time. 8:00, Louis would be up-

     "Top of the mornin', Purple!" Louis skipped in the room, smiling at Niall and I and starting to fill a kettle, "tea my little British leprechaun?"

     I giggled, "Yes please. So I am a leprechaun because Niall's a leprechaun?"

     "Precisely!" He handed me a steaming cup of tea and I sat up on the floor, considering the couch was being taken up by Harry and Sydney. Louis being Louis, he plopped down on top of Harry, making my step brother groan. Louis looked pretty pleased with himself until two skinny arms pushed him on the floor next to me. She then wrapped her arms around Harry, snuggling into his chest even more.