A bad dream.

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Nialls POV:

What have I done? I sat in the living room, constantly being reminded of her. The photographs, the memories, the smell of her perfume still able to be smelt throughout the house. The phone, the whole damn world! All of it reminding me of her, my world.

Tear stains on my face. Messy hair. I can't go on tour like this. A knock echoed through the house. I stood up, opening the front door. "Hello?" I looked at the stranger. "Hello, Would I find Caitlin Maple here?" the woman asked. "N-no." I shook my head. "Oh,well she ordered this." The woman handed me a small box.

"O-Ok, t-thank you." I nodded and closed the door. I took it back into the living room, sitting in my previous space. As I opened it I began to regret doing so. In the tissue was a small little pendant, heart shaped. It had the most adorable picture of her on it, on the back was the letters 'R.I.P' engraved. I was confused. She wouldn't have known that she was going to die.

I held on to the pendant tightly, putting on shoes and running out towards Lou's place. I banged on the door. Lou opened slowly. "Geez Niall what happened to you?" Lou stood back. "I drove Caitlin to her death, now let me in." I spoke in a hurry. Lou looked at me shocked and moved out the way.

"What is it?" he asked over and over again as I paced back and forth. "This." I held my hand out with the pendant in the centre. Lou lifted it from my palm, looking at it closely. "Wait, what? R.I.P?!" Lou freaked out. "It was all my fault, I agreed to do something for the media and then.." "Niall, why would you agree to do something for the media?" Lou interrupted me.

"They said they would tell everyone I cheated on Caitlin if I didn't." I teared up. "You're such an idiot Niall." Lou shuck his head. "What?" I looked at him. "Either way, it would have ended badly." He explained. "I feel so stupid!" I sat on the sofa. Lou just nodded his head. "Life's a bitch." I murmured.

"So, what should we do?" Lou sat down next to me. "what can we do? she's gone." I put my head in my hands. "I'm sorry mate." Lou placed his hand on my shoulder. I stood up slowly, "Niall?" Lou moved away slightly. "Lou, you must stop me." I took a deep breath. "what? when? why?" Lou asked, confused. "Don't ask, just stop me from making another bad choice in my life." I walked away.

Down the steps, and across the road to the place where it all happened. I could hear the sound of panting coming from behind me. "Niall!" A voice shouted. Stopping, I turned round. Two people approached me. "We heard what happened." they looked at each other then gave me a sympathetic look.

I kicked the leaves on the cold ground, hands in my pockets. "I hate my life." I sighed. A buzzing feeling made me alarmed. I pulled out the phone from my pocket. Caitlin's phone, and a new message from unknown number.

Unknown: Life is an illusion. Don't let it fool you, nothing's as it seems. Don't loose hope.

"Eh?" I looked at the message, reading it over and over again. Trying to figure out what it meant. "What is it?" One of the people asked. "This message." I gave the phone to them. "Oh." they spoke, giving the phone back. What did it mean 'life is an illusion'? the more I thought about it the more curious I got. "maybe its telling us that...nah never mind." They shuck their head.

"No, what is it?" I looked at them eager to know what they were about to say. "I don't want to get your hopes up but, maybe, just maybe it's saying she's not dead?" He squinted his eyes and stepped back a little. My heart skipped a beat at the thought of it. "I know, it's a dumb thought." He shuck his head. "No no, it's not dumb." I looked at the message again.

"I gotta go, nice talking to you." I ran off. I told Liam and Zayn about it, they thought I was talking bull. "Guys, come on." I sulked, trying to get them to believe me. "No, Niall." Zayn shuck his head. "You just can't face she's gone Niall,thats why your getting these crazy thoughts." Liam spoke.

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