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Chapter 5 - Repeated History

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Andi POV

Not long after I got that text message Niall woke up. He asked me if I wanted any breakfast, which I politely declined, as I really wasn't hungry. But we still ended up in the hospital canteen, he claimed he was starving!

While Niall was scoffing down his Full On English Breakfast, something caught my eyes. Or should I say someone?

I had to look over Niall's shoulder to look at her properly. 

It was a girl.

She was staring at me.

I feel as if I know her.

But how?

That's when it hit me.

It's that girl. Amy Green. She suddenly smiled, as if she knew that I recognised her. Then she was gone. Almost like she vanished into thin air.

But that's impossible. How could a human girl that couldn't be much older than 25 diappear into thin air?

"Andi." I broke out of my trance and stared at the blondie sat infront of me. "Do you want me to take you back to your house?" I nodded, I could really see my Mum.

"Kay, give me a minute and I'll get my jacket." I nodded once again and watchedthe blonde Irishman walk towards the trash bin. I looked back over to where she was sitting, but still, no one was there. Niall picked up his jacket that was draped round the back of his chair, smiling warmly at me. I smiled back, but someone flashed through my eyes.

Arron

I hope he's doing well back in Liverpool. I do miss him.

"C'mon then, Andi. We'll catch the rush hour if we don't hurry." I stood up from my chair and followed behind him. When we crossed the busy road and walked through the entrance of the car park, I saw her again. Stood infront of a white Peugeot, smirking directly towards me.

"Niall," I said while tugging at his arm. He turned towards me and I looked back towards the spot where I saw her, but once again, she wasn't there.

"What is it Andi?" I just stood there, mouth open, eyes wide and utterly confused.

"Nothing," I shook my head. It's just my mind playing tricks on me.

Yeah, you keep telling yourself that, hun. I heard someone say inside my head.

What? Like someone said that in my head. Pfft, yeah right.

"C'mon then, love. Let's get you home." I nodded my head and climbed in Niall's car. When Niall and I were both buckled in, he started the engine and started the drive back to my house.

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"I can't believe it," Niall sighed/shouted. We caught the rush hour and we're stuck on the free-way, right at the back. With about 120-240 cars infront of us. I looked over at him to see him leaning his head on the steering wheel.

"Niall," I croacked out. He took his head off the steering wheel and looked at me. "Thank-you for everything you've done, I know I was an arse to start with, but I hope we can be friends." I smiled at him. 

Something flashed through his eyes. Hurt? Pain?

"Well... Andi, I was hoping that, maybe, we could be more than just friends. Like boyfriend and girlfriend." I mentally sighed. I should've known.