The Dead Boy (Ziall)

Chapter 8 ~ Having a descent conversation

It was this or nothing. I hope you like it. I know it's short, bear with me.

Chapter 8 ~ Having a descent conversation

~Zayn's POV~

Finally, when the clock strikes 11 pm and I'm too tired to hold open my eyes any longer, I turn off the television. I don't even remember what show was on.

With a yawn I stand up from the couch and walk out of the living room, not forgetting to turn off the lights. Then I walk upstairs to my bedroom.

When I open the door, I never expected to see Niall laying on my bed. He looks like a normal human for once, laying there like that.

I frown. There has to be a catch in this. Their is no way he didn't see me yet. He probably wants to try and scare me again, like he always does.

After I stood there waiting for something to happen for half a minute, Niall still didn't do anything.

Maybe this isn't a trick and he really didn't see me.

I decide to just try and get his attention. I still want to have that conversation with him anyway.

"Niall?" I ask, proud on myself that I didn't stutter and my voice was steady.

My voice seems to make him snap out of his thoughts and he looks at me. For a single second I can see surprise and even a bit of fear in his blue eyes when he sees me, but it changes into pure anger when he jumps up from the bed.

"Are you still here? I thought I told you to get the fuck out of here." Niall yells, almost hisses at me while taking steps to me.

But this time I ain't going to let him get to me.

"No, stop." I say and to my surprise Niall stops walking. "I want to talk with you."

A dark chuckle leaves the blond boy's lips. "Talk? Are you really going to do what Liam told you to do?" He asks me and I nod.

"Yes, but I've wanted to do that since I got to know who you are." I say truthfully. I'm not going to admit that I'm freaking out on the inside. I just need to be strong.

"Well, talk. You have a minute." Niall says, crossing his arms in front of his chest and tapping his foot.

"I just want to know why you are acting like this towards me and my friends. Why do you want me gone?" I immediately ask, getting straight to the point.

The expression on his face changes back to angry when he looks at me.

"It's my bloody house. You have no right to live here!" He yells at me.

I take a step back slowly and say. "Okay, I know you are angry for that, but you are dead. I didn't know you were still here when I bought the house and I can't just leave 'cause I have no other place to stay. I won't mind sharing the house with you, but I'd rather you stopped being so ... scary." I explain.

Niall snorts. "Of bloody course." He says sarcastically. "Listen, I don't want you here! I want to be alone! I don't care that you have to live on the streets, but just get away from me!" He yells.

"Let's just stay calm and figure this out." I try to calm him down. He still scares me. He's something supernatural and I have no idea what he's capable of, even though I saw a great part of it.

"There's nothing to figure out, Zayn. Just get the fuck out." To my relief, he's calmed down a bit, since he isn't yelling anymore.

"Hey, you know my name." I suddenly exclaim.

The look on his face that emerges when I say those words is hilarious. It's like I just said the most stupid thing ever. What might be the case if I think about it.

Niall rolls his eyes annoyed. "Of course I know your name. I heard your friends talk to you, plus Liam knows you. He's still my friend."

"Oh." Seems logic. "But why do you hate me so much?" I ask.

"That's non of your damn bussiness." Comes the quick reply from the ghost.

I blink a few times. "But there has to be a reason. I just want to know why. Did I do something wrong?"

"I said, it's non of your bussiness. Just drop it." Niall answers. His arms drop to his side and it's like his eyes will fill with fire any second now.

"Look," I say with a sigh. "I know that what happened with you isn't fair for you nor your family. It was horrible from this people to do something like that and it shouldn't have happened. I get that you are angry for what they did, Niall. But I can't do anything about it. It happened before I was even born and I'm very sorry for you that something like that happened."

When I look in his eyes, I don't expect them to be filled with unshed tears. It gives me hope that there is something left from the kind boy he used to be when he was still alive, so I continue.

"Just please remember I can't help that it happened. Believe me, If I could, I would have done something about it. All I want for now is just that you try and live here together with me. Maybe we can even be friends." I propose, but the last part of the sentence seems to be to much.

Niall's eyes start to melt once again, like I saw before. I can't tear my eyes away from the horrible sight and I know he must be behond pissed now.

"You don't know anything about me! I don't want to have anything to do with you! If you think we can be friends, you are horribly wrong! I hate you, Zayn Malik and I swear I will do anything to get you away from here!" Niall's voice echos through the whole house at how hard he yelled.

I flinch and wish he won't do anything to me.

Niall takes a few steps closer to me threatening and I walk backwards.

"Get away from me! Leave me the fuck alone! I hate you!" Niall yells and then he disappears.

I release the breath I didn't know I was holding in. I must admit that was very scary, but I know I reached something.

The way he was crying when he yelled those last words.

I go over to my bed and drop myself on it. I smile, knowing that the tough ghost boy can be fixed and I will be the one to do that, if he lets me.

I fall asleep quickly after that, knowing that I can sleep without being woken up this night.

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I know it's short, but I don't really know what to write.

Now, I really want to thank you guys for all the votes and comments and reads I got on this story already. I woke up this morning and saw the number of votes and comments on the last chapter and I cried because it was that much.

Now, i'll have to apologize. I can't answer on your comments anymore personnaly. You have to understand, I got 115 comments, my A/N would be longer then the actual chapter and that would be ridiculous; just know that I'm very grateful for every single one of them.

I'll just reply a bit on all the comments at the same time now.

I'm from Belgium, I'm just 16 years old and I speak Dutch (That's why there are mistakes). The cover, I won't change it for now, I'm sorry if you think it's disturbing, but this is exactly what I wanted for the cover. I don't know if it's based on anything. My exams are over and the grades are good, I'll update when I can. I still have a lot to do. I'm glad you all like it and I won't be saying anything that involves spoilers.

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