Please, Don't Walk Away {Niall Horan Fanfic}

Chapter 7

Do not ask the price I paid.

I must live with my quiet rage.

Tame the ghosts in my head.

That run wild.

And.

Wish me dead.

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Matt’s POV

*Flashback*

“Libby!” A eleven year old Niall laughed out.

I stomped my foot again and pouted and did my puppy dog eyes at the same time. I saw his confidence waver. “Libby you are not watching a horror movie with us!” Landon grumbled.

“I’ll tell Mom!” I whined out and made sure fake tears gathered in my eyes. “Please,” I whimpered.

“Lan let her just watch it with us!” Niall said. I knew the puppy dog eyes and fake tears would work.

Landon rolled his eyes. “You always give her what she wants!”

Niall rolled his eyes. “If its super scary will you turn it off?” I questioned.

“Come on small one,” Niall said. “It’s just one scary film I’ll protect you.”

I sighed and sat between them and the both snuggled up to me. The film started playing and I hid in Niall’s shoulder. Niall played with my hair and I relaxed at his touch.

“Come on sis you’re missing the best part!” Landon whisphered to me and I looked at the screen cringing.

Blood.

Blood and guts everywhere. “It’s ok small one,” Niall said to me. “See all the faults in the film trust realise it isn’t true.”

I looked for the faults and I found them soon I was laughing and the guy’s stared at me in wonder. “Look how fake it looks,” I said with a giggle. “And didn’t she see horror movies? Never go into a dark alley alone!”

*Flashback over*

I woke up groggy. Great another goddamn dream. “I fucking hate my life.” I muttered out. “Dreams well more like nightmares please for all that is holey let me have one peaceful night sleep. I hate my past just let it stay dead.” I whined out. 

My thoughts were all muddled after my dream and I fell out of the bed and onto the wooden floor. A squeak left my mouth at the sudden coldness and I jumped up.

“Stupid floor you get me cold now.” I scowled. “I was nice and warm and you ruined my morning! Now I’m going to have to sleep longer to warm up!” I pouted at the floor. “Oh my, what am I saying? I get to sleep in longer!” I giggled.

I dived back into the sheets and realized people were talking. Oh shit I said that out loud and people just watched me. I looked over the sheets to see Landon and Ris and Em and the whole of One Direction looking at me.

“You talked to the floor.” Em said smirking. “And you talked about dreams.”

“I talk to a lot of things.” I said with a shrug. “And I said something about dreams?” I said my face paling. I noticed they were all looking at me in wonder.

“But like at the floor.” Landon said with a shocked expression.

“Dude I talk to my toothpaste the floor is no different.” I climbed back out the sheets and crawled onto the floor in a heap and looked at them all. “It’s still cold.” I said with a shiver. At least we were no longer talking about dreams.