Things Are Strange, I Like It Like That.

Chapter Twenty-Five

"Austin.." I moan.

You're dreaming.

"S..stop.." I say breathlessly.

Just wake up.

He smirks and kisses down my stomach.

Kay! Wake up!

My eyes shoot open and I find myself tangled in my covers.

That's the sixth time I've had that stupid dream.

Dylan's crying in the other room and Louis is dead asleep next to me.

I rub my eyes and get up. "Dylan, baby what's wrong?" I pick him up and he immediately stops crying. I smile. "You just wanted mama, huh?"

I rub his back and rock him back and forth.

I see Niall walk in from the hallway and smile.

"Hush little baby don't say a word, Niall's gonna buy you a mocking bird." He sings in his angelic voice.

"Tell daddy he needs to wake up so he can sing to you." I smile and gently kiss Dylan's forehead.

"Yeah, uncle Niall can't keep getting up for you, Dyl. I need a pay check at least." He smiles cheekily and I roll my eyes.

I lay Dylan back down in his crib and sleepily walk back to my bed.

"Night Kay." Niall whispers.

"Night." I whisper back and close my eyes.

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"Tell her to wake up." I hear Louis' sweet voice say.

I then hear a small giggle and I open my eyes to see Louis holding Dylan up on his feet, both of them grinning.

I smile. "Morning."

Louis gasps playfully. "She's up!" Dylan giggles and reaches his hands out.

Smiling, I hold his little hands in mine. "Hi, Dylan."

He giggles again.

"Tell mama that her breath stinks." Louis smiles.

Dylan looks at him questioningly.

"What? You can't smell it?" Louis grins.

Dylan smiles.

"Fine then, I'll go brush my teeth." I laugh and stand up.

Dylan babbles and Louis giggles. "Uh oh! Dylan, here comes the tickle monster!"

I hear a loud burst of giggles, from Dylan and Louis.

Smiling, I squirt toothpaste onto my toothbrush and begin brushing my teeth.

"Austin?! What happened to you?!" Niall's worried voice comes up the stairs.

I spit out my toothpaste and run down the stairs to see Austin standing in the doorway with a black eye, a long, bleeding scratch above his eyebrow, bruises all over his arms and a busted lip.

"I was j-just walking and s-some guys came and t-told me they hated me for n-no reason. So the beat me up." He stutters.

"Oh my God. Come in." Niall helps him inside.

I can't help but notice that he's limping.

"Why do they hate me?" He asks shakily.

"I have no idea.." Niall sighs and walks him to the couch.

"Wait..I know. It makes since now. They were screaming 'let's see you take advantage of people now'. They were talking about me and Kay." He sobs.

I bite my lip. "Austin, that couldn't be..it was almost ten months ago."

"Then who would I have 'taken advantage of'?" He sniffs.

"I...I don't know but-"

"Exactly." He whispers.

"Well, did you see what they looked like?" I ask

He nods. "One of them was Michael."

I feel like my heart just stopped. Michael? As in my ex-boyfriend?