Found (A Niall Horan fanfiction)

Something's wrong

Nialls Pov! Yay!

    I woke up this morning after sleeping very comfortably. I didn't have one bad dream. I didn't toss and turn all night. When I opened my eyes I found out why. I opened my eyes to see Kylie sleeping in my arms. She had a faint smile on her face. She hair was a bit messy but it looked cute. Her eyes were closed obviously since she was sleeping. She looked so at peace. I wanted to see those beautiful blue eyes of hers though. When I saw her in the kitchen it scared me half to death. Then I realized she had been crying. I felt so bad for her. I just want to know she is ok. I need to know she is ok. She is amazing and I don't like seeing her cry. It breaks my heart to see those pretty blue eyes dark and sad. It is terrible that she has to be haunted by that asshole Chad. She doesn't deserve that. No one does. I swear that if I ever meet this Chad guy I will kill him on the spot. Ok maybe not. He deserves it though! At least I know I can keep her safe from him. I won't let him hurt her again. I won't let anyone hurt her again. She is my princes and it is my job to protect her. I can't keep the hate away but I should be able to keep her safe from getting physically harmed. I don't want anything to happen to her again.

    "Do you always stare at your girlfriends while they sleep?" I heard an angelic voice pull me out of my thoughts. I blushed but smiled down at Kylie. She had her eyes slightly open and was smiling sleepily at me. "Creep." She mumbled quietly.

    "That isn't a nice thing to call your boyfriend." I acted hurt. She blushed and looked away. "I'm still getting used to saying you are my girlfriend, but I like it. Happy Birthday." I told her. She smiled at me again blushing even more.

    "Thanks." She sighed. "I'm still getting used to it too" She told me. "but I'm glad I am the one that gets to call you that." She said grinning like a Cheshire Cat.

    "Well. I'm glad you get to call me that too." I pecked her on the lips but she scrunched up her nose when I did.

    "We need to brush our teeth." She said giggling. "Anyways. Do you want me to make you some breakfast?" She asked me. She already knew my answer since she was already getting up.

    "You know me so well." I said getting up with her. We walked to the kitchen together where I saw a kettle and a cup with tea in it on the counter. "So this is what you were doing last night." I said in realization. She nodded at me before cleaning up and starting breakfast. While she was doing that I checked out our twitter mentions. There were some things that were not very nice. Some people were nice but about 80% of it was hate towards Kylie. My princess doesn't deserve this. All she did was be my girlfriend. Just because we are famous apparently that means no privacy or love lives that are approved of. Our fans don't even want us to be happy. Sometimes being famous is stupid. We can't go anywhere without being recognized and or mobbed. Paps are everywhere. Why cant we just be left alone?

    "Niall? Are you ok?" Kylie asked kneeling down next to me. She set down the food before grabbing my hand. "That was a stupid question. What is the matter?" She asked with worry spread across her features.

    "Just a little upset babe. I'm fine." I told her hoping she wouldn't ask for details.

    "Ok. Tell me if you need anything. Here is your food." She handed me the plate filled with food making me feel a little better. I took it from her and watched her walk back into the kitchen. When she didn't come back after five minutes I went in the kitchen after her. She was standing frozen in the middle of the kitchen. She started to shake so I ran up to her. 

    "Kylie? You ok?" Her eyes were open but she wasn't blinking. Maybe she is having another flashback. I waited for her to respond to me saying her name. Finally she turned towards me and hugged me. I hugged her back still wondering what was going on. I rubbed her back softly. "What's wrong Kylie?" I asked her.

    "Nothing. I just had a flashback." She told me. She pulled back smiling at me. I guess it wasn't a bad one because she seems fine. I smiled slightly at her. She smiled back at me but it didn't match the look in her eyes. I wonder what the flashback was. It seemed to bug her now that I think about it. "Lets go back and eat then." She grabbed her plate walking in front of me back to the living room. I wonder what is wrong with her. We ate in an awkward silence until I couldn't stand it anymore.

    "What is wrong Ky? I can tell by the look in your eyes that you aren't ok.." Her gaze slowly matched mine. She sighed.

    "I'll tell you what is wrong with me if you tell me what is wrong with you." She told me quietly so that's what I did. I told her about feeling bad about all of the hate, all of the paps, being mobbed, how we have no privacy. Then it was her turn.

    "What is wrong with you?" I asked.

Kylies POV

~Flashback~

    "Mum. What do you mean she's gone?" I asked her almost in tears. She is trying to tell me that my three year old little sister is gone. Gone where? Did she go to grandmas or is she dead? I really hope the first one. I know she has been battling cancer for the past two years but she can't be gone. Right? She can't just leave me.

    "Honey. She passed away a few minutes ago. The cancer won." She said through her sobs. I couldn't believe my ears. I quickly hung up the phone. She can't be gone. My little princess isn't gone. She will walk through that door any minute and my mum will tell me it was just a cruel joke. I know that isn't the case though. I began screaming like I was being murdered. I couldn't stop the screams or the sobs. They just kept coming. I curled up on the floor not wanting to be alive at the moment. I wanted it to be me that was dead instead of her. God if you bring her back I will give you my life. I will take her place. Just please let her be alive. I can't live without her.

     I slowly got up carrying myself to the bathroom. I searched the drawer until my hand scrapped across the cold metal. I slowly pulled it out. I stared to the small razor in my hand. I brought it to my wrist and dug the blade into my skin. I watched as my blood slowly rolled down my arm. I made three cuts. One for each year she lived. Then two more for the years she had cancer. I washed of the razor and my arm before putting bandages over them. I heard the front door slam and people yelling my name. I guess they were scared of what I would do. It's to late. I thought. They walked in the bathroom. They being my mom and dad. I was still crying. They saw the bandages and the razor. I looked at them but they were becoming fuzzy. The next thing I know all I see is black.

~End of Flashback~

Nialls POV

    She told me about her sister dying, the cuts, everything she remembered. I looked at her sadly but she stared at her lap. I pulled her over to me and wrapped my arms around her. I didn't know what to say. This girl has been through so much death. Her sister, her parents, and she could have died three times that I know of. I feel so bad for her. Her life is full of death. It just happens constantly to her. I can't imagine going through what she has gone through. She has lost her whole family. Her mom, dad, and sister. She is the strongest girl I have ever met. I want to do something special for her. Something really special so that she knows I care about her. I don't know if she knows how much I care for her. She is the most amazing girl I have ever met. She is so sweet, nice, and funny. I absolutely love her. Yes I said it. I love Kylie Moore. I love her and I can only hope that she loves me back.