***All credit goes to Reilly Roo2 Half of Railly***
*Paisley's POV*
"Harry please don't make me do this!" I begged trying to hold back the tears as Harry looked at me with pained eyes.
"Pay, I have no choice, Mom is making me take you. I wouldn't make you if I didn't have to. I hate seeing you like this." He walked closer to me so we didn't have to yell across the room at each other. I looked down not wanting to meet his gaze and stared at the plush cream carpet beneath my feet.
"Why can't I just stay home? I can take care of myself."
"It would just be safer. Would you rather be home alone for a whole year or be protected by a bunch of teenage boys and a huge body guard?" He was trying to make me feel better about this whole situation but it wasn't working. And to be completely honest, I would rather be alone than be with Niall. He would probably hurt me worse than any moment of loneliness that I could suffer through. He never liked me from the start; when one direction started.
Management and all of the boys knew Niall and I didn't get along to they made us fake date so no one suspected anything. When I first heard that we had to do that, I cried for days.
I remember he would just glare at me for no reason. I used to be an outgoing person. Now, I just choose to stay crowed in my little shell. It's better there, no one can hurt you. If you dont talk to anyone, then how can they hurt you? Good thinking right? Well, Niall found just a way to still make my life hell.
I didn't even answer Harry. I just walked up the stairs to my room and slammed my door as loud as I could and pulled out my suit cases to pack. I grabbed almost every article of clothing that I owned and shoved it into my bags, I mean we are going to be gone for a year right? After I had packed everything, I dragged my bags down the stairs and into the entryway and stalked into the kitchen.
"When are we leaving?" I tapped on Harry's shoulder so I could get his attention and he turned around to face me with a sandwhich hanging out of his mouth.
"As soon as the boys get here and I finish my food." His voice was muffled with all the food shoved into his mouth but I could still understand him. Just as I grabbed a water bottle out of the fridge, I heard the familiar voices flooding through the house, bouncing off the walls.
"Are we ready?" Liam called over poking his head out from the living room, a smile plastered on his face. I nodded and started heading to the entryway to grab my bags and put them in the car. As I was about to grab the handle, my bag got kicked over. I looked up into the smirking eyes of Niall.
"Nice hands Pay." He glared down at me spitting out my name at the end like he had just brushed his teeth and drank orange juice.
Sighing, I grabbed my bags two at a time and brought them out to the van, handing them to Louis who stiffed them in the back.
"Thanks Lou." I smiled up at him as we walked back into the house.
"No problamo!" He said cheerfully and wrapped an arm around my shoulders.
As we walked into the kitchen I saw the boys all standing around talking casually, well as casual as they get.
"Let's go!" Louis yelled, his voice booming off the walls making me flinch.
We all started walking to the van and when we piled there was only one seat left.
Right next to Niall.
Sighing I climbed into the seat next to him, which was all the way in the back and leaned against the side of the door trying to get as far away as possible from him. I pulled out my headphones and plugged them into my iPhone blasting on One Direction. Personally I love their music, not just because of Harry but it was actually really good. I was so proud of all the boys, and yes even Niall
I closed my eyes because my head was starting to hurt and leaned my forehead against the side of the window.
I must have fallen asleep because I woke up to a sharp pain in my shin.
"Ouch." I muttered to myself, rubbing it feeling a bruise coming on already. I looked up to see Niall glaring down at me.
"Finally, your up." He growled stepping over me and out of the van to joint the rest of the boys. I grabbed my phone and backpack and followed him out.
"Could you be any slower?" He whispered only loud enough for me to hear and stuck his hand out for me to grab onto. I slid my hand into his lightly and I soon felt his nails digging into my skin. I had to bite onto my lip to keep from screaming out in pain. This year was going to suck.
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N is for never ending short of horrible names you call me.
I is for the interesting things you always come up with to make my life hell.
A is for the abuse you put me through.
L is for all the lying.
L is for the love that's always been hidden. <3 <3
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