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*15 Years Later*

"So that's what happened?" "Yes can I

go now I'm about to be late for work?" I

asked my therapist. I was explaining

my past to him which was 15 years ago.

I'm 32 years old and still single. "Ok so

explain what you saw the other day. At

the coffee shop?" "I told you this a

million times! He was there! A guy

called out his name and he answered.

I'm telling you he's alive!" I yelled. I

hated saying things twice. "Ok first you

need to calm down. Secondly, you have

to find him and talk to him again.

Maybe he didn't die 15 years ago.

Maybe he faked his death." But he

couldn't have. I saw him in the casket. I

said my final goodbye to him. He saved

me from killing my self that day. "Its

I'm possible. He wouldn't have hurt

people like that." I say standing up and

heading to the door for work. "But he

could. What if he wanted to start over?

Start a new life? People do that."

"NIALL WOULD NEVER HURT

PEOPLE LIKE THAT!!" I screamed in

his face. I opened the door and stormed

out. How dare he tell me that Niall

faked his death. He would never do

such a thing. I walked out of the

building and into my car an drove to

work. Being late was never an option. I

floored the gas pedal and blew almost

every red light and full stop possible.

Surprisingly I didn't get pulled over. I

parked my car in its usual spot and

walked into the building. "Hello Ms.

Parker, you have a meeting today at

three and you have someone in your

office. He claims to be your boyfriend."

"Thank you Claire." I smiled as I took

the elevator to my office. I kept

thinking about what my therapist said.

"Maybe he didn't die 15 years ago.

Maybe he faked his death." No he

couldn't have. I shook my head

avoiding those thoughts and walked

out the elevator to my office. I walked

in and found a man in my seat it's back

facing towards me. "Excuse me?" He

turned around and it was him. "Oh

sorry Ms. Parker. I'm Niall Horan." He

smiled and walked over to gave me a

hand shake. "But your dead." I

whispered. "Pardon?" "Nothing. So

what can I do for you Mr.-" "Niall.

Please call me Niall." "Ok then Niall

what can I do for you?" You see I'm a

famous soccer star and I'm suing the

company for misconduct of treatment

towards me." He says as he takes a

seat. I'm still stunned that he's even

here. Alive. I quickly take a seat at my

desk and try to stay calm. "So I hear

that you told Claire that I'm your

girlfriend?" "Well that was the only way

to meet you. I mean you are one of the

best lawyers and I could only go for the

best." He smirked. His phone went off

and went to take the call. I took

pictures of him and sent to Jonathan.

"Sorry about that. I have to

go but how about dinner tonight?" "S-

Sure." I stuttered. "Great I'll pick you

up at 8. Meet me here ok?" I nodded

and he was on his way. My phone rang

and I picked up without looking.

"Julianne Parker speaking." "How did

you find him? "Who am I speaking

with?" "Julie don't give me any bull ok!

How is he alive! Niall's dead!" That's

what in saying too. I don't know how."

"Ok just meet me at your apartment ok.

We need to talk." "Ok see you soon." I

hung up and did some paper work

before I could leave for the rest of the

day. But it still stunned me how Niall

was alive. It didn't add up. He was hit

by a car and then died in front of my

eyes. He was laid to rest and put 6 feet

under. It doesn't make sense.

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