Falling for Naill Horan

Awake

Niall's POV

I paced back in forth in the small room. I calmed down enough to know that it was empty. Completely bare.Every slight movement I made whether it was a deep breathe, or a heart beat, the floor creaked in pain and the walls seemed to bend slightly in unison.There was a wood flooring and the walls were a maroon slightly orange. So far I've counted One-thousand,two-hundred and seventy-three steps. I turned around once more and started walking towards the opposite wall. Zayn refused to let me out. Its only been an hour but I'm going crazy in this solitary confinement. At least he let me have my guitar. I Glared at the wooden polished instrument that gleamed in the dull room. It was about 3 hours till sunset. I needed air. I slumped in a heap against the wall staring at the guitar.

"What are you looking at?" I scowled at the damn thing. great, now I'm talking to things that don't even have a soul. Yay me. I get up walked to it. I wonder how she is. What if shes still in pain. Is she even in pain? is she even still breathing..? I threw my weak throbbing fist at the weak walls again. I couldn't live without her. Its only been what... two days? a week? Since Iv met her? I let my hand slide down the wall slowly. I looked at the guitar again. Its polished finish gleamed for hope that I would pick it up.  I slide down the wall beside it and pulled it into my arms. I just picked at the strings for minutes on end. I didn't wanna play, I wanted Kristy. I remember the song I was writing for her When we were in my room before it all happened. She was so curious about it.. I played a chord and let the hollow sound fill the room and then played it once more.

"this could never start" The words slipped out of my mouth with out me even thinking. I griped the guitar strings tighter as I let the rest of my sentence tumble out with the rhythm.

"We could fall apart, and id be your Memory..." That one stung. Even though it came fro my bloody mouth It tore me apart from the inside and sent me spiraling down back to the bottom again I held the Guitar to my chest and started to cry once again. I knew that yelling was pointless. All I managed to get out was whispers.

"Kristy..." I let a sob in between Her name each time and held the Guitar tighter. I felt someones arms around me and didn't bother acknowledging them. I Just cried harder. What could I do When this .... I don't know what she was. I feel like i've known her forever. She seemed like the perfect match for me as corny as that sounds. She was the perfect one for me and I was loosing her even more as every moment passed by. No matter what I did the lyrics kept scrolling through my head, and what tore me down the most, was the last verse. I let it slip out of my mouth, Knowing no matter what i did it was gonna happen anyways.

"This may never start.
We could fall apart
And I'd be your memory.
Lost your sense of fear.
Feelings insincere.
Can I be your memory?
Can I be your memory?"

 I clung harder as the tears ran down my face like a stream. I couldn't loose the only thing I cared about.

Kristy's POV

I layed on the pearly floor in silence. The tears left y face sore and raw. I licked my lips and sat up slowly. Salt was on my tongue and then saliva swiped it out of my mouth and down my throat. My arms were shaky and weak. I looked around hopefully for a change in scenery. Every thing around me wasn't white. But now it was a sickening black. It swallowed every bit of happiness and gruesomeness in the color. It was Just a deep, heart wrenching, pitch black. There was a soft white glow coming from the glass floor. The only type of light in this trapped state of mind. I lowered back towards the barley visible light as if it would save me from the color around me for endless miles.

"Hello?" My voice echoed again and sent piercing shivers down my back. I closed my eyes and halted my imagination to a stop. I couldn't think of what was in the dark now.

"Hello" A deep raspy voice mocked my tone and i echoed as much as mine. I froze in fear. I felt coarse fur rub against my ankle and moved instantly.  my body automatically tried moving itself backwards into a wall, a place where i knew one part of my body was safe from the hell i knew it was about to part-take in. But that wall never came, and neither did the security of it being there. My body started to shake. I felt a warm moist breathe on the back of my neck. I dug my nails into the floor and bit my tongue until I tasted the sick sweetly blood flood into my mouth. A sharp object ran across the back of my neck. I got up and started to run. I couldn't control the scream any longer and let it destroy any boundaries in the atmosphere. I heard a growl from every aspect around me.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!!" my voiced screamed as I heard laughter again. Something sharp injected itself in my fore arm and I grabbed it in the slight pain. Nothing was there but I felt like something was being injected in me. I kept clawing my arm as I ran. I Felt someone grab my ankle as i fell to the cold floor. I knew this was it. This was the end. I cried my eyes out as I felt something wet come from my arm. It looked like blood on the glassy floor. As I glanced down at it and then stared back at the yellow green eyes looking down at my helpless body. I cringed at the sight and screamed as its teeth tangled themselves in my body.

Lexy's POV

I looked up at the ticking clock. Its been three hours. Niall has finally quieted down in the other room. The boys have been peeking in on him every so often. From what iv heard, hes there physically , but just not mentally, Just like Kristy. I look back down towards her. Shes been restless and talking in her sleep. Their words, but their intertwined together so they don't make any sense. I rub my weak hands against my face and take a deep breathe. I looked back on the first morning when the boys walked into our apartment. I smiled slightly at the memory. I cant believe that that was only just a couple days ago. Its amazing what can happen in 72 hours.
I hear someone walkout. It was Zayn. Perry stood behind me just as intent as I was with Kristy. She barely knew us other than what Zayn told her and shes been there for us everystep of the way so far. Shes alot more stronger then people give her credit for. Kristy Kicked and whimperd again. I wipped my face around to look at her again. Her forehead was creased and filled with sweat. I reached for a wash rag and ran it over her brow.

"AAA!" A scream escaped her pale lips and she sat up abruptly, causing Me and Perry to jump back. Her eyes were wild and Her fragile hands balled in fist. We didn't move as we watched her look around for a minute. Zayn,Harry, and Liam ran in frantically and then saw Her and Almost took a step back.

"Wh-What happened...?" Her voice was weak and cracked at every syllable. But no one had the Energy to react.