Niall:
"And perfect!" You announced excitedly as you finished putting up a very old painting in yours and your boyfriends shared house, that you bought at a garage sale. The painting had a dark feeling to it but you liked it anyway since you were so into art, well you being an artist yourself. Niall; your year old boyfriend didn't know about this yet and you wanted to surprise him. The painting was an oil painting, the picture showed a young woman about the same age as you were, you felt connected. This woman had to be at least 150 years today if she was alive. She wore a blood red dress at fit her tightly showing off her curves. Her eyes were a piercing bright blue, her eyelashes long and thick, her lips were bright red unlike her dress, her chocolate brown hair was half up showing off her neck and shoulders that were bare, her skin was pale white showing nothing but beauty. This woman really was beautiful you thought. The more you looked at this painting the more you became unaware of your surroundings.
"Hey love! I'm home!" Niall yelled walking through the front door, this snapped you back into reality. "Wow! Nice painting, where'd you get it?" His thick accent asked.
"Oh, Um. I bought it, at a yard sale. I just looked at it and fell in love!" You gleamed.
"Yeah. Its pretty cool, but creepy? The way she just looks at you." He said looking at the woman.
"Well i like it! She is just memorizing!" You said with a harsh form. Niall backed up.
"I'm sorry, love! I like it! i really do!" He assured you. He hugged you, and kissed your cheek and left to go up to your guys room.
"I love it.." You whispered. It was getting dark so you decided to go to bed with Niall. Once you got up to the room you opened the door to find your sheets covered in red, blood. Next to the bloody sheets was a girl? She laid limp on the ground next to the bed. You tried to scream but nothing came out. She wore a night gown that was now covered in red and puncture rips, a knife plunged into her stomach, her hair laid gently around her face and her piercing blue eyes stared at you, dead. You looked around the room and saw a baby crib in the lonely corner of the room, blood covered the blankets, you let out a horrifying sob and fell to the floor bursting into tears. Just then someone grabbed you. You tried to get out of their grip but they were strong.
"Y/N!!!!" The man screamed your name. You then realized that this voice belonged to your boyfriend Niall. You looked at him and turned around to the scene you saw before was gone, there was nothing there. "Y/n, are you okay?! What's wrong??" He asked scared and concerned.
"Nothing." You said shakily. "Just a bad cramp." You lied. "You know how bad it gets." You smiled reassuringly. You weren't going to tell Niall what you saw because, well you didn't really know what you saw? A woman? Like in the painting? Interesting. But what about the crib, what was that about? Best not think about it. So you got up and laid in bed with your boyfriend.
"Goodnight y/n." Niall said softly as he cuddled up next to you.
"Goodnight, Niall." You replied, but you couldn't help but wonder if the woman you saw was the woman in the painting you just bought? You drifted into a peaceful sleep until the clock hit 2.
*hey guys! Tell me if you want me to update more! And if you would want actual stories instead of preferences? I've been working on four stories. Three based on Harry potter, and the last on the maze runner. Lemme know! Please! Comment so I know that people are actually reading and wanting more!!!
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-Shelby*
