"Well, he's dead, Niall. The funeral just 5 hours ago and I'm too busy that I lost my phone so I'm using Harry's phone to reach out for her. I tried to call her and left her voicemails but she hasn't answered, so, I decided to call you." Louis says through the line. I can't believe that Thomas is now gone and I felt terrible for him and I just want to make it all up to him, but, it's too late. It bothers my mind that I've been such a dick to him and still has.
"Lou. . . I'm not even with her right now, she left me because I blame her and Thomas. I'm such a dick." I bury my head in my palms as I quickly stand up to get my jacket and car keys.
"Well, then, if you see her can you just tell her that I've been calling her for the past two hours?" Louis groans.
"What is it about anyway?" I close the front door and lock it. I walk towards my car and start the machine and it roars to life.
"Why don't you catch Melanie first? I'll tell you as soon as possible!" Louis chimes in. I feel terrible and gulit washes over me as I try to take all in, in such a brief moment.
"Uh, yeah, I got to go. I'll call you as soon as I get Melanie." I hang up and drive my car on to the driveway to my dad's house. When I get to the house, Chris' car and Greg's car parked on the driveway. I twist the ignition as I run to the house. I ring the front door as I see Marcus.
"Niall?! Hey!" Marcus' face is in deep excitement.
"Yeah, where's Melanie?" I hold his excitement.
"She left, like 4 hours ago? I thought she's going with you!" Marcus informs, raising his voice. "She said she will be gone before 12, but, it's almost 1 in the morning, Niall where could she possibly be?!" Marcus folds his arms together.
"I don't know!" I groan, pacing back and forth.
"She's dressed like she's going to a club or something and she left with a bunch of girls." He shrugs.
"Alice!" I stick my index finger and quickly run to my car again. I dial Alice and she's not answering. "Think, Niall." I tighten my grip on the wheel. I lift my phone up to dial Anthony and thank God he answers.
"Niall! I called you like ten times!" Anthony screams on the phone. "Where are you, man? Everybody's gone to the club an—"
"The club?! Did you see Alice there?" I cut him off.
"Well, yeah, she's always up for that shit and she brought her hot ass friend from America and she was so hot, dancing on the bar with Joanna. Joanna couldn't even compete with her!" Anthony laughs through the line as I feel myself boiling inside of anger.
"Where is she now?! Is she still there?!" I nearly shout.
"No, he left with a guy. I don't know, Alice sets her up with some dude, so, she's gone. Relax, Niall there are still hot bodies in here looking for someone with a big boner!" He laughs on his drunk statement. I hang up the phone immediately and groan in frustration. I run my fingers through my hair and hold my anger from coming up. I bolt out of my car as I pay the security to let me in. I reach to Alice's sanctuary as she laughs and jokes around with the other girls and guys. "Alice!" I scream as loud as I can.
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out of the blue / n.h
Fanfictionwhat will you do when you finally meet the boy of your dreams but then he turns out to be a part of your miserable memory? // slightly nsfw \\