My Hero

Chapter 22

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Ok if the last chapter says that it was Monday, right now I want to make it a Tuesday, READ!!

~Alex's POV~

"Alex I'm going to have to lay on top of you for this one."

Niall and I were playing twister, his choice, and it was actually really fun.

Well... with him. "I don't care- OI! You're heavy!"

He burst out laughing, I don't know why, I'm not that funny.

"I feel like I need to do push ups"

He laughed harder since I actually started to do push ups.

"I'll count! 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10...12,...15-" he cut himself off by laughing.

I gave up and plopped on the floor. ((Like Louis did on 1D Day))

Just then Brianna walked in on her phone. "Niall! Check it out! It's #transformationTuesday!!" She squealed.

I got off the floor, then thought of something.

"Well congratulations bitch! You transformed from one ugly bitch to another!"

Brianna scowled into the kitchen. Niall rolled on the floor laughing.

"Best...comeback...ever!" He said through bits of laughter.

I smiled, at least I could brighten his day. "Let's go get breakfast!"

He nodded. I but my shoes back on as well as my jacket.

"Alex? What happened to your hand?!" Harry asked concerned.

I turned around to see him staring at the scabs and slash on both front and back of my hand.

"I was running around yesterday with Dylan and I fell on a rock." I nonchalantly replied avoiding his gaze.

"Really? So if I go in your bathroom, there isn't going to be anything that shows you did something to yourself?!"

My head snapped towards his direction. I stood there frozen, a blank expression on my face.

I raised an eyebrow. "Do it. I dare you."

I turned around, but as I was walking towards the door, from the corner of my eye I saw Brianna in the kitchen doorway smirking.

Have you ever heard of the saying 'The most amusing people, are the broken ones'?

I never intended to be, it just happened. There isn't a second where I don't think if my father hadn't turned out that way.

Or my mother being killed, by the worst monster out there, my father.

No the worst monster out there is that stupid Brianna. How I wish she could just leave, not have existed.

But, I know I don't mean that, I never mean anything I say. It just comes out naturally.

I opened the door, waited a second or two, before turning around.

"Ya coming or not?" I raised and eyebrow at Niall.
He once again nodded.

I led the way to the car, not saying. I wanted to hide in a corner, just listen to instrumental music.

I love piano, I find it very soothing. I love Birdy. She plays amazing piano, her vocals are also amazing.

I hopped into the passenger seat, not looking up, not saying a word.

I heard Niall sigh. I turned on the radio, not wanting to talk. Not About Angels was playing.