The Railroad Trail (Niall Horan FanFiction) (ON HOLD)

Chapter 7-I'm confused

Emma's P.O.V.-

"Niall?" I whisper just so I can hear it. Like anybody could here it because there is an helicopter over head. I look at Niall, I really can't see his face because he is side ways, all I can see is his cheeks which are stained with tears and he is still letting them flow. WAIT! Why is he crying? I'm usually the one is crying, and who is he crying over?is it me? it shouldn't be me! I'm the one he broke up with!He turned my way and his lips where sealed in a tight line instead of his cute smile. And his baby blue eyes were bloodshot.

"Dylan and Jess are right, she is gone." I see Niall say, I'm an expert on lip reading! I'm confused here... WHAT IS GOING ON!!! I want to reach out and hug him, but I'm still mad and he might take me back home and I don't want to go home. Home is not the feeling I want... too many memories. Niall shakes his head and ties the scarf around his wrist and took one last look around before he climbed up the ladder... hopefully the search crew won't come back searching. The helicopter flies away and I come out of hiding.

"Eh oh well I'll be back when this railroad ends!" I say to nothing and I turn around and carry on. I grab all my bags and walk away leaving nothing behind. I take out a water bottle and drink a little, I wish I had fruit punch today... Whatever it's the best I got. I love being out here... I'm really glad I found this railroad trail because it'a beautiful place.... I don't know if I've been any where else like this. I walk on the rail road stepping on the wooden boards instead of in the middle of them... attempting to entertain myself which backfired because now I am so bored. I stop and reach into my bag and search through it looking for something entertaining. I pull out one of those 20 Q's ball thing and I turn it on. It lights up and I zip up my bag and walk along more, carrying my stuff and playing the game.

"Think of something Emma... How about.. Hmm.. A moose!" I say randomly not knowing any thing other than that to choose from. It guesses a bunch of random questions until it comes up with question 7. Is it an animal? I click yes and it goes through another series of other questions and then Q 18. Is it a geese? No, I press no and Q 19. Is it a moose? Aw, I press yes and it says some things about it winning and I turn it off and put it away and keep on walking. Bordism just got to me again and I know I have no treatment on me at the moment. Wait! I pull out markers that are made for writing on my skin, I love these! Dylan, Jess and I all got sets of them. I take a blue one and start to draw on myself. I drew a monkey, a face, and two quotes, more like my favorite ones, "You're worth more than gold." And "You're visible not invisible." I don't know I just like them and they stick with me. I draw my name in cursive and just draw a bunch of random things till my arm is filled with drawings and I put the marker away and keep walking. For some reason I start thinking about tattoo's, long story, and I touch my Treble/G clef on my right hand. Nobody can have more of a passion for music than me. And everyone says that. And it's true. I start to hum Last Friday Night by Katy Perry and keep on walking. How long does this thing go?? Oh well, I will find out when I get there... but then I'll have to turn around and go back.... Dang it.