Twisted || Niall Horan [ON HOLD (Major editing)]

Twisted || Niall Horan

My eyes shot open as I felt the car come to a halt, I lifted my head up from the window sill only to be blinded by the sunlight. The sky was blue and everything seemed to shine.

 

I moved from Florida all the way to New York because the law firm my father will be working  for  is here, but my mother didn’t want us apart for so long and since she’s a writer, she didn’t really mind. She craved for this new inspiration.

 

I'm Luna Marie Nelson. My grandmother was the one that chose my name, Luna. She said it’s because my eyes reminded her of the night sky, and that my skin was so pale it glowed. I’m “the flashlight through the darkness.”

 

I have blonde- almost white- hair that looks like waves on the beach. Besides my somewhat pale skin, I have a dimple on my right cheek, my mom said it’s because I was born unique. I think it seems like I’m trying to force myself to have one. My eyes are blue/gray, and huge. But it seems to balance out everything else.

 

My parents are a rare duo. Adeline and Joseph, college sweethearts. I got most of my looks from my mom; but I managed to get my dad’s eyes. They look like Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie ,kinda. Just without the beard.

 

“Luna, honey we are finally here!” my mother turned in her seat to flash me a joyful smile. I sent a small one back. I wasn’t too happy about the move because I had to leave all of my friends behind in the process. It's not like I could drive every weekend to go see them either, by the time I arrived I'd have to turn around and come back. Terrible waste of gas.

 

I sighed as I got out of the car, looking at the large town house. By the time I got to the door, my parents were helping the movers with the furniture. The house was so pristine, from the wooden floors, to the white walls, to the large windows. The stairs were placed near the back wall behind a beautiful chandelier. I went , two steps at a time, up the stairs and went into the room that my parent’s swore I’d love. Who knew how right they’d be.

 

It was abnormally large, with a walk in closet, dark wooden floors, and a window seat which i adored. I had a great view of the street and the people who lived across from us. It made me realize how badly I'm going to need to put up a curtain, you never know how strange people may be.

 

I went down stairs and grabbed a box that had some of my plush pillows in it and my carry on bag from the plane. I placed a few pillows down and reached into my bag for my book to finish reading ‘The Perks of being a Wallflower’ by Stephen Chbosky. My friend Sarah gave it to me before I left because she knows how much I enjoy reading, that and I had spent most of money replacing my phone.

For a while, I just read all the letters Charlie sent to this stranger who "didn't try to sleep with that person at that party even though they could have". My parents were bustling around downstairs, trying to organize everything just a certain way. I'd help, but they're too OCD, even for me.

It started to drizzle outside right when I got to the whole milkshake at the party because he was high ordeal. I'm a pluviophile so it just made me feel comfortable in my new surroundings. My eyes started to droop from jet-lag and the car ride. I curled up next to the window, closed my eyes, and let sleep take over.

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I started running, the kind of running where you don't know where you started or where to stop. All I heard was noises and voices and screaming and crying and booms echoing around the darkness. The ground felt rough and moist on the underside of my feet. My chest felt heavy, my legs numb, feet frozen. 

Suddenly, I began to hear feet pattering behind me. Even though I felt extremely tired and lacking oxygen, I pushed on, because what might be behind me is not something I wanted to see.

The voices started growing louder, the sound of my feet hitting the growing becoming easier to hear. Cries of pain and help erupted out. All the oxygen in my system left my body, resulting in me falling to the cold ground, gasping for air.

The other set of feet caught up to me, laughing in triumph.

"It's nice to know you still can't get far away from me."

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I shot awake to a loud boom of thunder. I looked out to see rain pouring down and thunder and lightning fill the sky. It was breathtakingly beautiful, yet scary all the same. The view was my favorite, I could sit here and look at it forever. 

There was movement in the corner of my eye. I saw a figure moving in the window opposite of mine. No guarantee they were watching me, but I still got the goosebumps across my skin as if they had been.