Niall Centric Stories [ COMPLETED ]

Narry: The game, part 6

"This is not ours. My family doesn't have much money." I explained, remembering all the times when my parents fought over money. 

"They don't because your mom keeps on spending it on stuff like this." He said and I glared at him. 

"You're lying." I said and he turns to look at me. 

"Excuse me?" He asks, taking a step closer but I didn't move. 

"You heard me, my mom isn't like that, she wouldn't do something like this to me nor my dad." I said and he chuckled. 

"Well maybe you don't know your mom that well because she's a big lying selfish bitch." He said and with each word that came from his mouth he walked closer to me that by the time he was done he was right in front of me. Before I could stop myself I slapped him as hard as I could, creating a red mark on his left cheek, but he didn't even flinch and I tried not to whimper at how much my own hand was hurting. 

"Nice try." Was all he said before he pushed me down making me hit my head on the floor and I was out like a light. 

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When I woke up I was, surprisingly, all by myself.

"Where am I?" I ask, no one in particular once I realized I was alone. I looked around and I realized I was in what looked to be a hallway, dark hallway. I turned around and I could recognize big wooden door as front door and once I looked in front of myself I noticed kitchen table and a light coming from the corner. I stepped into the living room and my eyes instantly feel on three people lying on the couch on my left. I gasped once I realized it was my dad, cuddling another woman and a small child. I slowly walked towards them, being careful no to wake them up, just to make sure it was my dad and once I was sure it was I started crying. He was alive.

"Dad." I said, about to shake his shoulder when a rough strong hand on my wrist stopped me.

"He can't hear you." A voice said and I looked to my right to see Harry.

"What do you mean? Let me go!" I said, yanking my hand from his grip, making him chuckle at my action.

"If you don't believe me, go on, scream in his ear if you must, he won't react." He said and I rolled my eyes, he's playing games with me again and I'm stupid enough for believing him.

"Dad." I said shaking his shoulder, but he didn't even flinch. I then pinched his cheek and nose, but I got no reaction.

"What did you do?" I asked him angrily, I was sick and tired and I just want to go home, I just want all of this to be over.

"I didn't do anything." He smirked and I turned my whole body towards him now and there was two meters in front of us, just enough for me to punch him if needed.

"Why are you lying to me? What do you want? Just answer on one question I ask you." I said, I could feel tears forming in my eyes and I just shook my head so he couldn't see me cry.

"You really don't understand," he asks me and I shake my head no, looking up at him confused," your mom is a selfish bitch, your dad is a cheating basterd, what are you?" He asks me and I gasp at his words.

"Don't talk about them like that." I said quietly, glancing at my dad on the sofa with a child and another woman. I whimper as I see a family photo of all three of them next to small TV.

"Do you realize now?" He asks me softly and I look up to meet his eyes and I nod my head.

"Yes, I do, I realized that you are one selfish little prick who likes playing with people's sanity and hearts and I hope you burn in hell." I said and before I knew it my legs were carrying me out of the house and down the streets.

I, unfortunately, didn't get far and before I knew it there was heavy weight on top of me and I whimpered as my head hit the dirty pavement. I looked up only to see a person with long curly hair and eyes black as night on top of me.

"You're going to regret this sweetheart." He growled in my ear and that was the last thing I remembered when suddenly I woke up with sweat dripping down my forehead and heart beating fast against my ribcage.

"It was just a dream, it was just a dream." I said to myself as I tried to calm my breathing down. I turned on my side and I look at the clock that says 8:04 am and I groan. I was about to go back to sleep, once I realized it's Saturday, when loud shouts made me jump from my bed in surprise.

"What the fuck." I asked myself as I looked out of the window only to see a moving truck parked next to our house.

"Looks like we will have new neighbors, yay." I say and just when I was about to turn around I spot a familiar mop of curls. I stop dead in my tracks so I could have a better look and once I do I can't help but gasp. It's him. I can't stop my hands from shaking as I carefully watch his every move and only when he starts walking towards my front door do I finally snap out of the trance I was in.

I quickly put on some decant clothes before I'm running down the stairs and towards the front doors just in time for the doorbell to ring.

"It must be our new neighbor." My mom says excitedly and for a quick second I remember everything I saw in the basement but as quick as it came it disappeared. I look in shock as my dad opens the door and there he stood. There was no doubt that it was him, with curly hair and green eyes, tall figure and board shoulder, it was him and I gulp as his eyes fell on me.

"Would you like to come in, dear?" My mom asks him and he nods his head, he steps in and my parents walk towards the kitchen, but I could only stand in my place in complete shock as I stare at him.

"Hello Niall, it's nice to see you again." He said, a small smirk playing on his lips and I could only nod as he walks in the kitchen where my parents are, completely unaware of what he's capable of.

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