Meeting One Direction

38

Previously:

"I'm with you, I'm shattered." Liam says. We take that as a hint that we should all follow suit. We put our dishes in the sink and head up to our rooms. We all file upstairs as Jewels passes us. Her eyes no longer look red and she's no longer calling men asswipes.

Indieana:

"Are you going to be okay?" I'm full of concern for Jewels. Being used like that isn't something you brush off. "Yeah I'll be okay, he doesn't deserve to see me like this. I'm going to be strong and make him realize what he missed." She's putting on a brave face but I can tell she's hurting.

I give her hand a tight squeeze and stand up. Before I can respond, she interrupts me. "And if you ever, EVER, keep me out of the loop again Indie, I will be here quicker than you can say you're not allowed."

"Got it. I'm sorry, I just- I just don't-" I can barely get the words out. I suddenly remember the way his hands felt my body and I feel like puking. I remember being helpless, calling for help but none ever came. Unless...

She continues talking, not noticing that I'm not even listening. "I'll be on my way then. It is 8:15 pm and we have school. You are coming right? Everyone is wondering where you're at. Rumors have been going around. "She gives me this questioning look so I just nod yes.

"See you then, love you." With a whiff of her perfume, she's gone. I sit down on my bed and think, think about how I'm going to pick myself up, school, the boys who are living in my house, my mom. I've been so selfish that I haven't even thought of my mom. I walk out my door only to bump into Niall.

"Er hi, I was hoping that we could talk-" I try not to cringe when I touch him. I'm still not so sure what has happened between us and when I was raped.

"Sorry Niall, I have to go talk with my mom. I've been so selfis-" I'm cut off by his hands latching onto my shoulders and pulling me close to him. I suck in a breath because if I say anything it wouldn't be nice. He hugs me, softly. I hear the smallest of sighs and then he releases me.

Sorry, I just had to do that." he turns around and walks to his room, the door clicking softly. Head rush here. Breathe, Indie.

I make my way downstairs and knock on my mom's door. I walk in and see her reading a book. She looks up and smiles. "Hi honey, is everything okay?"

"I'm okay mom, I just wanted to be with you. I haven't been thinking about anyone besides myself. I'm sorry." I'm on the verge of tears when she pats the spot next to her on the bed. I climb in and snuggle into her. I haven't done this since I was seven, when all she did was cry.

"What you went through was traumatic. I've blamed myself so much for what's happened but I realized that none of it is my fault. Dan did this, not me, Niall, Liam, Paul or anyone." Her voice catches on Dan but she continues. "I'm going to be here for you no matter what." she presses me closer to her and I let her hold me.

We're quiet for awhile, our breathing the only thing that disturbs the silence.
"So what's going on between you and Niall?" I look up at her and see she's looks confused. "Mom, I have no idea. My mind messes with me whenever I think about him and what happened together." I get out of her arms and lay on a pillow.

"I bet you've heard this before but Niall saved you. Liam said that as Louis and Harry were getting Dan off you, Niall went straight to you. Liam said and I qoute "He cradled your head in his lap and was making sure that you were still breathing" I don't know what you think happened but from what I've seen, Niall is stuck on you."

"It's only been two weeks and a couple days, how is that even possible?" I am getting so confused. How can he like me so much if we basically just met. Where is the logic? What about Harry? Something is there too, I feel it like I feel it with Niall.

"And Harry. What about him Indie?" I lean over and see she's lying down and facing me. She's got this smile on her face and I picture dad laying in the same spot I am, looking over and falling in love with her. Except, love doesn't last.

"I'm not sure with Harry. I think he's a huge flirt and I just get caught up in it. Not much else to it." Well, I have had the urge to kiss him sometimes...

"You cling to Harry like he's the one who saved you?" I don't blame her for being confused, I'm right there with her. "I think you need to talk to Niall honey, he's in bad shape and, to put it in the nicest way possible, it's because of you." I try not to let her words get to me but I feel a tear slip out. I've damaged so many things, how am I going to fix it?

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