One Of Them Plastics (One Direction)

Chapter 15

Once the ceremony was over and people began to go to their families I ran straight to Lexi, taking off my robe in the process.

"Lex, I swear I just saw my par-"

"Congratulations on graduating Alexia, Bianca."

"Th-thank you Mrs. Platt." Alex stuttered.

"Hi." I said and turned to face my mother and father, both dressed in stiff suits.

"I thought you were away." I said.

"We wouldn't miss our oldest daughters graduation." my father said in a clipped voice.

"Thank you." I said politely, the tension in the air suggesting that these people standing in front of me-my parents- were strangers.

"When did you get here?" I asked nervously, afraid they might've seen Niall passed out in the house.

"We drove straight here from the airport. We're staying for a day then taking off. We also came to congratulate you on the new job. A stylist for One Direction. Those boys are very big." (Haha just realized how sexual that was xD)

"Thank you. I start my job soon too, so I'm taking off as well." I said, and Alexia's parents came up.

"Amanda! Lennon! I haven't seen you two for years!" Alexia's father exclaimed.

My dads face broke out into a grin.

"Paul, great to see you again!" he greeted, and have him a hug, and Paul shook my mothers hand.

"Nice to see you Paul. It's been so long." my mother said, and smiled for the first time since Elizabeth's death.

"Mom, dad, I'm gonna stop by home before the graduation party. To freshen up." I said. And to get Niall out of there. I added in my head.

"Oh go on Bianca, we'll be here with Paul." my mother said.

I grabbed Alexia's hand and walked briskly to my car.

"Why are we going to your place?"

"To get Niall the hell out of there." I snapped.

"Sorry, I'm just... arghh!! Why did my parents have to come??"

"Why would they miss your graduation? It's not like it's your fault she died, Bia."

"No, it is. You know it is."

I started the car and threw my robe in the back seat. I drove to my house and got out of the car, unlocking the door.

Niall wasn't in the dining room, or the kitchen, or anywhere downstairs. My heart skipped a beat and not in a good way.

The only rooms upstairs were our rooms. My bedroom, my office, my parents rooms and Elizabeth's room. And I'm pretty sure he wasn't in the bathroom.

I quietly ran up the stairs, and saw a faint light coming from my room.

I took in a deep breath and peeked in. Niall was towering over my desk, holding up several pictures, examining them.

I could see baby pictures from here.

"The hell are you doing?" I asked, stepping in.

I looked down the hall and saw the door to Liz's room was open.

"What the hell were you looking at these for?" I snapped, snatching them away.

Our eyes met and he opens his mouth to talk but no sound came out.

"Get the fuck out. If my parents find out you were here and we're going through Elizabeth's stuff, there'll be a shitstorm."

He seemed to have snapped out of it and finally said something.

"You have purple eyes."