Fallen

5. The Truth

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I woke up to a loud crash.

"What the-"

"It's okay! I just dropped this snow globe." He said shaking his head and kneeling down to pick up the glass. "I can fix it don't worry about it." Niall flashed me a smile.

"Oh hey. I didn't think you would still be here." I stated still confused by what was happening.

"Ya well I was watching you sleep and then I started looking at your stuff." He said totally nonchalantly.

"Creepy..." I mumbled.

"Very." He showed me an adorable smirk. "You should start getting ready. It's already 10:50."

"WHAT?" I screeched. Kiwi was coming over at 11. I shot up from my bed and rushed to my drawer, yanking out clothes like a mad woman.

"Mona calm down. I'm kidding!" Niall said in a worried tone. "It's only 8."

I let out a long breath.

"Do you have any idea how freaked out I got?" I walked over to Niall and shoved him. My hand felt his hard, strong chest. Very muscular.

He chuckled and grabbed my wrists.

He stared down at me.

"What?" I asked.

"You're cute when you're angry." He winked.

"Oh shut up." I scoffed. I pulled away from his grasp and onto my bed, pondering on a question that I had since I met Niall. "What's your story?"

"My what?" He shuffled over and sat next to me.

"You know. What happened?" I didn't want to come right out and say it.

"With what?" He wasn't getting it.

"Why are you in heaven?" There I said it. There goes doing it subtly.

"Oh. That. Well, a couple years ago my band and I were touring the world." I kept my eyes on him. Staring intently.

"When we came to America, we went to California. We were having the time of our lives. Then one day we were doing our concert. When it ended one of our fans came up and asked us if we wanted to go to a party. I was about to politely decline when my boys came and started getting all excited and saying that going would be a great idea." He paused, remembering the memory.

"So we went. The first few hours were great. We were drinking and dancing, it wasn't until the girl who asked us to go came up to me. She was all smiley and flirty saying I was her favorite member and that she had so many pictures of me in her room. I was really drunk so I wasn't sure what I was doing. She asked if I wanted to see her room and I agreed." He started to look upset.

"Are you ok?" I wondered.

"What?" He turned to look at me. "Oh ya. It's not the best memory." His eyes found their way to the floor.

"Anyway, we went up to her room and she started telling me the history of her pictures and posters. Her room was covered in our faces. It was kinda scary. She had a bunch of our merchandise. After she finished her history lesson she asked if I wanted to drink something. I once again agreed." He looked at me. "Don't worry it's not some slasher thing where she rapes, tortures then murders me. It was actually a pretty sucky way to die." He shook his head and sighed.

"What happened?" The curiosity was bubbling up inside.

"I had an allergic reaction. Whatever I drank caused me to go into a coma. I remember hearing voices when I was in that hospital bed. The girl came. I know because she would always weep and apologize. I felt bad. But I couldn't do anything. I was helpless and immobile. Then after a certain period of time, my heart just stopped."

His eyes showed pain and guilt. I kept my eyes locked on his for a few minutes. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight. It was awkward at first but then it felt natural.

"I'm sorry, Niall. That should have never happened to you." The poor girl wouldn't be able to stop the hate from others. Or the guilt from within. I felt his arms slowly wrap around my body and his chin on my head as he sighed.

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