7 Things

Chapter 9

I sat in my bed, Indian style while Niall sat in my spiny chair by my desk.

"You know I'm not leaving."

I didn't say anything, I didn't even look at him.

"Skyler-" He was interrupted by the slamming of a door. It made both of us jump. I silently got up from my bed and cracked open my door, looking downstairs.

"Shhh." Someone cooed. I heard a giggle then another shh.

A giggle? A heard it again and my heart dropped. That was a girl's giggle.

That can only mean one thing.

My dad is with a woman.

I pulled the door open all the way, but it closed in front of my eyes. I narrowed mine and turned around to face the source of my problem.

"What?"

"Won't you get in trouble if he finds a boy in your room?"

"He won't notice. He's too preoccupied with the whore downstairs."

Niall quirked an eyebrow and cracked the door like I did.

"That's my mom." He stated.

"What?-" I asked, bug eyed.

"I'm just kidding." He grinned.

"I hate you!" I shouted, pushing his chest. I shoved him again, making him hit the wall. I tried a third time, but he grabbed my wrists.

"Stop." He ordered.

"That was a dick move, Niall." I growled.

"I was kidding."

"Well, could you stop?" I ripped my hands out of his grip and backed away.

"Skyler-"

"I'm tired of you." I started.

"Listen-"

"No, you listen. You are prying into my life when I don't even want you there. You keep showing up when I don't want to see you and you joke about sensitive things! It's not funny." I snapped.

Niall stood there, frozen. He didn't say anything but nodded and opened the door.

He walked out and turned around, "Don't worry, you'll only hear me on the radio from now on."

"Niall-"

"And maybe on tv. But don't worry, I won't acknowledge you anymore." With that, he walked out. Out of my room. Out of my house. Out of my life.

My heart sank, and I felt like I was going to vomit. What's wrong with me? I don't like Niall.. Not at all. But I couldn't help but feel guilty for what I just said.

I still stood where I was though, staring at the door. Someone knocked and a grin slid on my face, knowing it was Niall. I swung the door open and behind it, stood my little brother.

"Dad's got some news for us. Come downstairs."

My heart sunk again and the smile slid off of my face. I nodded and followed behind him. We walked downstairs, and into the living room, where my dad sat with a blonde woman.

Figures.

She had on a black blouse and pencil skirt, black high heels, and dark makeup. Typical whore. Her shirt was revealing too much cleavage and it was obvious that they have been making out because of the messy hair and love bites.

"We've got to talk." My dad started.

My brother and I both nodded.

"Okay we'll, this is Brandi."

She's even got a whore name, I thought.

"And we're getting married."

She could really use a mirror right now- what?

"Wait.. What?" I asked while my brother asked, "Are you serious?"

"And we're moving to Dublin."

"Where's Dublin?" Mason asked.

"Ireland." I said with no emotion.

Who does he think he is? Busting up in here telling us we're moving and he's marrying this slut.

I glared daggers into her pretty little face while she smiled sweetly at my dad.

The only person allowed to look at him like that is my mom.

I felt like I was stabbed in the heart. My mom isn't here anymore. She couldn't look at him like that anyway.

My mom is gone. She'll never come back.

Same with Niall.

Sorry I haven't updated in a while! So much school work, ugh!

Here's a tip, if you have summer reading, read the book. DON'T read spark notes because you won't know half the stuff on the test- which explains why I have an 81 in my BEST/FAVORITE subject. Ugh.

Anyway, my teacher Coach TJ's middle name is Joye. I laughed so hard at that. Only @Kaykay1397 and I know.. Shh.

Anyway, CONGRATULATIONS ONE DIRECTION ON THE THREE VMA AWARDS! YOU DESERVED THEM!

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Alexa :)

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