Graves

(8)I see dead people

Ava's POV
I sat upstairs in bed while Niall was showering. I heard a knock on the door so I went downstairs. Before I could answer the door, I heard a voice that I recognized as Liam and I assumed he was on the phone.
"Zoey, I just don't know how to tell him. Should I just flat out say it or should I break it to him gentle? I know it effects him and Ava and I would much rather tell both of them but, he doesn't want her to know. Okay, I'll tell you the rest when I get home. Love you."
He spoke to ,who I was assuming is, Zoey.
He knocked once more and I opened the door. Not holding anything in, I spat out. "What do you need to tell Niall? What doesn't he want me to know?" I was somewhat angry.
"Ava? I wasn't talking about Niall..." he said lying.
"You said it effects him and me, now spill." I demanded and he sighed. "Okay... So Niall came to me asking if I could help him with a problem he has been having. A magic problem. He said that the same thing was happening to you but worse." He admitted.
"What exactly did he say?"
"He said that lately he has been hearing the voices of people he has killed and he thinks you're dealing with the same thing only worse and I came here to tell him that this definitely is a magic problem. I think someone put a spell on you guys or something. I looked into it and this is definitely a spell." He explained and I didn't know how to answer.
I nodded and answered "I guess I have to tell him then." I sighed. He muttered a 'Good luck' and left.

I had to admit, I was extremely upset that he went to Liam about my issue before even talking to me about it.
I heard Niall coming down the stairs as I closed the door. "Who was that, babe?" He asked once he was down the stairs. I turned to look at him and he was wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Oh, it was no one." I lied and he looked a little sceptical but he went withit anyways.
"Umm, Niall, can we talk?" I asked while walking over to the couch.

"Have you noticed anything different lately, with us?" I asked while he sat next to me. "Yes, actually. I wanted to talk to ya about it."
We looked at each other uncomfortably until I decided to speak up.
"I know you know that there is something wrong with me and I get that you want to help but going to Liam and Zoey and telling them about is not okay! You should have talked to me about it first." I said almost yelling. I didnt want to be mad while talking about it but the more I said it myself, the angrier I got.
"I tried talking to ya about it but ya just kept on telling me nothing was wrong! I knew something had to be going on so I went to Liam." He also sounded angry.
"I'm sorry. You're right, I didnt give you much of a choice but I didn't tell you because I didnt want you to think I was crazy. Did it ever occur to you to think about telling me the same thing was happening to you!"
I dont know why but now I'm just trying to find any reason to fight.

I stood up and had my back facing Niall because there were tears forming in my eyes. I was always one to start crying over nothing. I heard him stand up too and he walked towards my and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Look babe, Im sorry I didn't tell ya and I probably have no excuse but I hope ya understand it's what I had to do."
I sighed. I turned to face him and put my head on his naked chest.
"Do ya want to talk about it?" He asked while stroking my hair. I looked up and nodded at him and we sat back down on the couch.
"So what actually is going on is that I... I kind of see dead people. Not just any dead people, I see everyone I've ever killed." I explained and I had my head hanging low.
"Babe, the same thing is kind of happening to me. I don't see them but I hear them. Ava, they're dead, they can't do anything to hurt ya. Ya need to know I will always be there to protect ya." He said hugging me.
I believed him. I have always felt safe in his arms and I know he would never let anything hurt me.
"I love ya, Ava." He whispered then kissed my forehead.
"I love you, Niall." I said back and wrapped my arms tight around his waist.

Dylan's POV
I woke up on the couch from last night when me and Savannah watched movie and I felt something on my shoulder. I looked and Savannah was asleep with her head on my shoulder.
I was gonna move her but she looked so comfortable and honestly, I liked it. Her hair was covering her face so I pushed it back and tucked it behind her ear. I watched her sleeping for a few seconds, I've never noticed how beautiful she is and her lips looked so kissable. I shook that thought out of my head.
I shouldn't be thinking this about my best friend but it was just happening. She stirred in her sleep and ended up snuggling closer into my chest. I disobeyed what my thoughts were telling me not to do and I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and placed my head on hers and fell back asleep.

HEY WASSUP HELLO. SOOOO REMEMBER IN THE LAST CHAPTER WHEN I SAID I WAS GOING TO CAMP? WELL I DID GO AND ON THE SECOND DAY I ENDED UP TWISTING MY KNEE THEN HAVING TO GET SURGERY AND NOW I HAVE KNEES LIKE NIALL. AND IM SPENDING ALL SUMMER IN BED GOING NO WHERE. SIGH
SO AS ALWAYS VOTE COMMENT AND GUYS REALLY I HAVE AN IDEA FOR ANOTHER SEQUEL AND I CAN MAKE THIS A TRILOGY ONLY IF YOU WANT IT.
BYYYE ILYASM.