It's Back

Once again Laura's phone made a loud beep as yet another voicemail was left by whom she could only assume was Niall. She ignored it and turned her focus to her favourite mini human, Oliver. At two years old he was already more of a character than anyone had ever met and getting him dressed of a morning was a struggle. Laura began chasing him around the apartment attempting to make no noise failed. Liam woke from his slumber and made his way from the lounge on which he slept to Laura and Ollie. He rubbed his eyes and his lips turned into a weak smile before picking Ollie up and taking him to his room to dress him.
After what had happened last night no one wanted to leave Laura alone, a couple of her friends down right refused to leave. This resulted in Louis and Liam taking over the lounges, Calum on the floor near the tv while Perrie and Eleanor slept in the big king sized bed with Laura. She appreciated her crowded home, too scared to be left alone to her own devices. She knew her thoughts would run wild and the horrors she had just experienced would replay in her mind over and over again. It had not yet sunken in that she would once again be fighting cancer and that if in by any chance she didn’t make it Ollie would be an orphan. Laura had always thought that if something happened to her, she would want Ollie to be left with Niall, but after what he did yesterday in a sudden drunken rage she were adamant that that would never happen.
Laura walked into her sons room and saw Liam pulling a sky blue and white striped shirt over Ollie’s head and clipping his cream overalls into place. The smile on both their faces melted her heart. The pure joy in Ollie’s eyes could light up a room. He looked that way every morning when Niall would bring him into bed with them for morning cuddles. The pain she had briefly forgotten about made a sudden and dramatic appearance as once more tears pricked her eyes. Damn Niall! Damn him to hell! Laura shook her head and walked over to Liam and Ollie who had begun to play peek-a-boo.
"God he’s adorable!" Liam said staring into the deep blue eyes of the toddler before him.
"I remember painting this room and getting everything organised before you and Ollie moved over from Australia. I picked those curtains. I thought you might like the mix of cream and blue. Its simple, yet elegant." He continued on before raising his head and locking eyes with Laura. His heart twinged as he studied the purple and red bruise on her left cheek. It took every ounce of his strength not to break down and cry in front of her.
"I’m sorry Laura. I’ve let you down." The pain in his voice was picked up by Ollie who began to whimper and grab onto Liam’s arm to comfort him.
"Don’t you dare even think that Liam! You have no let me down! You haven’t let Ollie down! I am so lucky to have you in my life and I know I wouldn’t exactly be in the best state of mind right now if it wasn’t for you…" Her voice changed to a slow whisper as her throat tightened around the words she was trying to get out. If he started crying she knew she’d break down in a heap and thats not what they wanted Ollie to see. Liam opened his mouth to say something else but was cut off by the crashing off pots and a yell. Laura quickly walked to the kitchen with Liam and Ollie in pursuit, to find Louis on the floor of the kitchen cleaning up the many pots that were on the floor.
"What did you do?" She laughed as Louis continued to curse at the pots.
"I was intending on making everyone breakfast but your stupid pots just fell out everywhere!" He answered picking up the remainder of the pots and putting his selected pan on the stove. They were soon joined by Calum, Perrie and Eleanor who were woken by Louis crashing around. After saying their good mornings the girls and Ollie followed Laura into the bedroom leaving the other 3 to prepare breakfast. Laura sat down at her dark wooden vanity and stared down at her collection of makeup.
"How are you feeling Laura?" Perrie asked stroking her hair.
"Tired, I couldn’t really sleep last night. My mind was going a million miles an hour." She answered beginning to put on her makeup in an attempt to hide the bruise.
"You were tossing and turning all night." Eleanor said from where she sat on the large antique bed, Ollie sitting next to her playing with her hair.
"Yeah, I’m sorry guys I just really don’t want to talk about anything that happened yesterday. I just want everything to be as normal as possible today, for Ollie’s sake. We catch the plane home later today and until then I just want to forget yesterday. I know I’m going to stew about it on the plane home." She rambled, not sure she was even making sense. Laura felt so dazed, like she was in a bad dream just waiting to wake up. Her phone beeped again, you picked it up and read the screen.
"87 missed calls, 49 voicemails and 189 texts." She read aloud.
"How is that even possible? How hasn’t your phone exploded?" Perrie questioned. Laura didn’t have time to answer as one of the boys called out that breakfast was ready.
Laura bounced along with a big smile on her face watching Ollie get excited over his favourite food, scrambled eggs. She walked into the kitchen and saw Zayn, Harry and Michael already seated at the table muching away and talking about last night.
"He just cried the whole night. I have never seen him more distraught. Don’t think he’s ever felt that way either to be honest." Harry said.
"He fucking deserves it. Piece of shit!" Michael said in a voice a lot louder than he intended. His eyes met Laura's as she walked in and he immediately walked over to her and took both Ollie and herself in his arms. Pressing a kiss to her forehead he asked if she was okay, as she nodded he turned his attention to Ollie giving him a big sloppy kiss, just the kind he hates.
"G’way!" Ollie said wiping his face and pushing Michael away, which was met with a chorus of laughter from those around him. Laura sat down with her friends and began to eat and joke about random things. Forgetting the trouble and hurt of what had happened before. She spent her day watching movies and finishing packing before she packed into the car and headed to the airport.
"I’m coming with you by the way. I want to see Aunty Mary and Carina." Calum said nonchalantly.
"What? Since when? You sure you don’t just want to keep an eye on me?" She replied kind of agitated.
"Nope. Just want to see the family while I’m on holidays. Plus, you’ll need a bit of help with Ollie. He gets grumpy on planes." Laura knew he was right about the last part. Ollie was always a handful but when it came to planes he became a devil child. She nodded at her cousin and turned around to see the others the size of ants still waving goodbye to them.
"Where is he?" She coughed trying pretend like she didn’t really care.
"He’s with Paul. Management didn’t want anyone to know what happened. He’s being forced to go back to Ireland tomorrow. He isn’t allowed to contact you in anyway." Calum replied his face slowly turning red with rage, the only thing stopping it from spilling over the two year old in a car seat in the back of the car.
"Okay, yeah. Cool."
The three of them checked in at the front desk and made their way through security before Calum excused himself to go to the bathroom. Laura sat down at the terminal and waited for his return. Ollie sat next to her playing with the batman action figure Liam had given him before they left. She checked her phone and saw yet another voicemail message. Before she knew it the phone was at her ear and a familiar voice was at the other end.
“Hey Laura, it’s me, Niall. I know you hate me. You haven’t returned any of my calls or texts so I guess you don’t want to talk just yet. I’m really sorry. I’m sorry for everything! I don’t know what came over me and I can’t say this enough! I am so unbelievably sorry. I want the love of my life and my baby back. I miss you two more than anything. I need my family! I know I fucked up! I know! I just need you! I need you so much! You’re my everything! Paul won’t let me leave the house! He even booked me a flight back to Ireland and is going to make sure I go. Zayn and Harry wont let me see you either. Michael…Michael made his intentions clear. I know you love me and I know that we are strong enough to get through this. I miss Ollie cuddling up to me and calling me Dad. You two are my reason to live and if I’ve lost you then I don’t want to live anymore. Please call me! I love you and Ollie! Please call me!”
Laura hung up the phone angrily and stared at the ground. He was barely audible through his tears and it tore her to shreds. She never thought it was possible to literally feel her heart being ripped apart by someones words. To feel the small hole that had been left behind after yesterdays actions make it larger than life.
Damn him!!

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