I'll Be Your Super Human (Niall Horan fan fiction)

chapter 18

Sorry about the caps at the beginning.

Was he seriously angry at me? What the hell. I didn't do a bloody thing to get him angry! If anything I should be angry at him!  He wouldn't leave me the hell alone!

I was so pissed off, and lost in thought that I had forgot that he had asked me question. I answered him after he had to repeat it.. oops.

"Baily! Why didn't you tell me about this?!" he sounded like he was going to explode. He was so angry. It scared me, but got me angry, too.

I felt anger rush throughout my entire body. Almost as if my blood was boiling. He was about to say something but I cut him off with a full out scream..

 "YOUR JUST ANOTHER BITCH TRYING TO GET INTO MY LIFE TO RUIN IT!" I yelled as I stood up, fixing my shirt and pants. Trying my best to ignore the pain so I could get my piont across.

"WELL CONGRATS, CAUSE IT SEEMS TO ME THAT YOU'VE ALREADY WON! WHY DON'T I MAKE IT EVEN EASIER FOR YOU. HUH? LETS FIND OUT AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE ABOUT BAILEY. OH! AND THEN I CAN PRETEND I CARE! WHEN SHE LEAST EXPECTS IT I'LL FLIP SHIT AT HER, YELL AT HER, AND THEN ABANDON HER, CAUSE THIS WHORE DOESN'T DESERVE THIS!"

He just stood there staring at me. He looked shocked. I continued on with my long piont. This time though, I brought myself back to my regular voice.

"Look at me Niall. I've been treated like this so much." I said pionting to my torso. "You really think I give a damn if yout act like everyone else does? Cause really, I don't.  I explaind to him as I took another deep breath.

It was a lie. It was actually hurt that he was going to treat me like that. I wasn't surprised, but something small inside of me was tellling me he was going to be different. Whatever it was, it got my hopes way too high, and this was my automatic response when they get let down. I suppose he wasn't all that I hoped.

I took another deep breath and continued.

"Do you want to know my story? Fine! I'll give it to you." Here goes nothing. Now I hope to God I'll never see him again after this.

"I had the best parents until I was seven years old. Around that time, however, they had really gotton into drinking. It got to the piont where it became a habbit for both of them. And I slowly started fading away from them. They completly forgot about me."

Crap Baily hold it in. don't try, you'll look weak.   Was what I kept telling myself.

"I started hiding away from them in my room. I would stay there everyday, and pretty much all day. As a small kid in elementary school, I had to walk 3 miles to school by myself everyday cause my parents wouldnt take me anymore. My so called "friends" and my other classmates made fun of me because I usually came into school late either drenched, muddy, dirty, or with horrible cuts and bruises. Who wouldn't make fun of me? As I got older, the drinking became worse and my parents became more abusive. Even my treacher started hating me. I never got good grades. I guess they couldn't see that I was concentrating more on my injuries than my studies."

I was looking at the ground or behind Niall the whole time. But I finally looked over and saw his eyes soften. Then I felt a tear run down my face. Luckily, I had the control to stop more from coming. I wiped away the current one before it could reach my chin and I continued the story.

"Up until junior year, people would call me a slut because I was horribly skinny and my clothes were always ripped or torn and had massive holes. I wasnt able to buy more either. I decided to quit school that year. Actually it was just 4 months ago. I basicly lived in my room after that unless of course I was forced to go down stairs by my parents. 4-5 times a week I would go down for food. But it basicly always ended up in beating, especially if I took to much. I also had to walk to the store if my parents need anything. And of coarse, it wasn't by choice. Finally the other day, I didn't do as I was told. My parents weren't very happy about that. My dad smashed a glass bottle on my head knocking me out cold."

I got terrible shivers telling this part. Just remember that day  made me proud for what I did, but also still made me scared. Espaicially thinking of going back. I would NEVER to that.      I continued my story.

"I woke up to a note, telling me they went to buy more vodka. That was cause I dumbed the rest hoping it wuld make a difference... it didn't. But anyway, thats when I made my daring decision. I packed my bag with everything I owned." I said, pointing to my backpack that was laying on the gorund, next to the couch and Niall's feet.

"The last words I heard were something about getting a belt, the one that would deffinetly hurt."

Thankfully I was able to recover and calm down a bit. Unfortionatly, through out the last part of the story, I let the thoughts get to me and the lest sentence had come out as a blubber/whimper.

I looked back at the ground. Well, it was nice knowing him. I just really hope that hes not angry, disgusted, or freaked out like people usually are when I tell them. Well actaully that was only 2 people. I took a chance and lost with those people. I don't know why I even bothered telling Niall. I just need to leave before he said anything.

I grabbed my backpack and stood back up. I closed my eyes, still looking at the ground, still trying to prevent the tear drops from coming. It didn't work. And soon enough I was bawling me eyes out.

I kept walking straight to the door with my head still towards the ground.  But before I could go  farther, a new pair of shoes came into view. Just a few inches from my own.

I felt a finger on my chin pushing my face up. All the way until our eyes met.  I was a little shocked, His eyes and cheeks were all tear stained.

"I'm so sorry Baily, that any of that happened to you. i wasn't angry at you. I had no reason to be. I was angry at who ever would hurt such a perfect girl. Please believe that I care about you so much.' He said..... . . . . . . . .  wow.

He slid my backpack off my shoulder and it fell to the ground. I just stood there and let him. I was just so shocked.

"I don't want you to leave because I couldn't bring my self to live any longer if I let you go." He continued.

Tears were streaming down my face so rapidly and a couple were falling down his again.

The next thing I knew, I was brought into a massive hug. His chin was on my head and his arms were wrapped tightly around my waist.

I sort of stood there awkwardly because I was still in shock.

"I'll always pretect you babe, I promise." Then there was a pause. "Trust me."

That was the millionth time I heard that word, but the first time I felt it.  I felt liked I was loved, something I haven't felt in 10 in a half years.  

 I gave in and hugged him back. I felt him smile and pulled me closer  to his warm body.

I could feel it right then and there., I love Niall Horan.

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