Niall Horan The Irish Stalker

Chapter 8

Niall's POV

I stayed sitting outside for god knows how long. Just staring blankly at the school in front of me. I couldn't believe that Liam showed up at my school. I knew that I should feel happy about that. That I should be glad that Liam cared enough to stop the others from beating me up. However, I couldn't find it inside of myself to feel happy about any of that! Mark told me to stay away from Liam! Hell, he did more then just say it. He beat it into me! It would idiotic to ignore Mark's warnings. It would be a death wish. So the only thing I could do was to either ignore Liam or ignore Mark. And I'm sorry Liam, but I've got to do what I can do to make it through another day. As much as I knew it would kill me to ignore Liam, the first person to actually show that they cared about me, I knew I had to do it. I just couldn't afford to make Mark mad at me. With a sigh, I pushed myself off of the cold ground and made myself into the school. No point in staying out in the cold. Besides, if Liam was looking for me, he would look where he last saw me.

I silently walked down the empty hallways, I looked up at a clock and saw that third hour was almost over. Wow, I stayed out there a long time. Since I didn't want anyone to bug me, I made my way to the auditorium. Whenever I wanted to be alone I always went here. No one ever went in here so I knew I was completely and utterly alone. I pushed open the big, wooden door and looked around at the red cushioned chairs. Walking down the aisles, I made my way to the huge stage. Right before I made it on the stage, I opened the orchestra pit, and grabbed out my guitar I kept here. No one ever moved it because someone made up a story about it being haunted or something strange like that. However, it was probably strange that a guitar just appeared out of no where as well.

Now that I had my guitar I made my way up on the stage. I sat down on the edge with my feet hanging off as I started to strum it. I continued making random cords until a familiar tune sounded. I decided to just go with it and started singing Wishlist by The Ready Set.

"Snow bird, tying ribbions up in your hair

Wishing that I could be there stay awake, stay aware

Cause I'll try to stay awake throughout the night,

And i will chase the sun in flight till I'm there, I'll be there 

Oooh, winter came, I was gone, flight departures

Times we've lost saw you standing in the snow

Such a vibrant glow... 

Oh. did you ever think I'd come home?

I couldn't spend this night alone,

Cause your number one on my wishlist baby

Oh, in a little bit I'll be there

Like a star shot through the air,

to make a checkmark on my wishlist baby

Airplane, could you take me far away?

To the snow enveloped plains. 

Cause he's there, cause he's there"

I sang changing the word she to he.

"I fly, In a coast to coast charade

But if only for one day 

I'll be there, I'll be there

Oooh, winter came, I was gone flight departures

Times we've lost saw you standing in the snow

Such a vibrant glow...

Oh. did you ever think I'd come home?