Dark Paradise || N.H

11: Ghosts

There's a ghost in my bedroom, it haunts me at night.

I've asked him to leave, but he keeps stopping by.

Just when I think that I'm alone, it shows up again with a friend this time.

And now this is getting old.

I don't know what to do.

Metaphorically, this ghost is you. - Ghosts by Mayday Parade

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“Why are you here? How did you get in my house? This is breaking and entering ya know!” I explained to the man who invaded my dreams. Even though, having him here in my home doesn't seem to bother me as much as it should... He gave me this feeling of familiarity, like I know him.. 

His blue eyes, the shape of his mouth... It's so familiar. 

“We'll have time for explanations soon enough, once we talk some” he half smiled as he walked towards me and like in my dream I didn't flinch away, I lack any fear around him. 

“Can I see that?” He motioned to the picture of Niall when I didn't say anything. I gave him the photo and watched as he took a seat on the window and stared at it.

“Who are you?” I asked as I slowly sat across from him. “We went over this already” he sighed not bothering to take his eyes from the image in his hands. 

“That's not much to go by.. If I'm going to trust you or whatever, I need answers”

“He looks so happy doesn't he?” He half laughed ignoring me, as he brought his knee up to rest his forearm. “Yeah” I sighed letting it go for now, maybe this is his way of easing me into what's on his mind? There has to be a reason he's here.

“Does he know you have this?” he knows Niall? Is he like Niall..?

“Are you going to give me some answers?” I ignore his question and my suspicions, “Your a gutsy one eh?” he chuckles and sits upright from his laid back position.

“No I just want some answers... I don't really know you but I-”

“You feel like you know me?” he smiles interrupting me, and my eyes meet his as I nod in agreement. “Who are you really? If you say your my friend you have to give me some information..”

“I am your friend, that's why I can't tell you who I am.. Yet” he gets up returning the picture of Niall to me, I take a glance at it before I stand up after him and stuff it in my back pocket. “So when?” I sigh, frustration clear in my voice. “When the time is right. Now you didn't answer my question earlier” He turns to face me and stuffs his hands in his pockets. “You haven't answered any of mine” I retaliate crossing my arms over my chest, and I back off slightly realizing that maybe being rude isn't the way to go. “Sorry.. I just-”

“It's alright Gemmy I understand your frustration. Just trust me okay?” he offers me a small smile, and I sigh agreeing to his request. Can I trust him? I feel like I can.. “How are you and Niall getting on?” he asks taking a seat at the foot of my bed. How does he know Niall? I won't even bother to ask, I know he won't answer me. “Fine I guess..” I sigh and sit back on the window seat, my mind briefly going back to the wonderful moments I've had with him.. Only in my dreams.. I wonder if there's any truth behind them? “Have you two.. talked?”

“Yeah we talk all the time.. although..” I lower my gaze from his and stare at the floor remembering what I have to do when Niall comes back? If he's even left the house..

“Although?”

“Well we talk for hours on end but I still don't know much about him..”

“You two are friends.. it's normal to have conversations without really knowing someone. We're doing it now..” he half laughs and I give him a tight smile. I hadn't realized that's exactly what we're doing but with Niall it's different.. Because you care I do, I care about someone I barely even know..