Gone. {Niall Horan}

1. Niall

Song of the chapter:  save me- nicki minaj

I awoke from my uncomfortable slumber from the airplane seat. But it was okay because I was going home. I could see my mum, dad, Greg and ally. Ally oh how I've missed her. Yes I liked her more than the best friend status we had. But I wasn't going to let that get in to way of our friend ship. I haven’t seen her since I left for the X factor. The odd thing is that every time I ask my mum about her, she just clears her throat and changes the subject. I really hope she didn’t move or something. Her parents never left her have a cell phone so we really couldn’t keep in contact. “You have no use for a phone” or “we don’t want you to rot your brain” they would say.  Ally would rant on and on about how stupid it was. I would just watch in amusement when she would angrily run her hand through her pretty long blonde hair that almost reached her bum. She is absolutely stunning and she doesn’t even know it! I couldn’t go ANYWHERE without guys checking her out. She never even acknowledged it once. But I never showed how much it bugged the living crap out of me.

“10 minutes until landing. Please put all electronics away. Enjoy your stay in Mullingar Ireland”

I was knocked out of my thoughts when the air hostess announced landing. I was bubbling with excitement.

Knock knock knock. My fist hit the door of ally’s house. She was the first one I wanted to see. For obvious reasons. The door finally opened, but it wasn’t what I was expecting instead of the happy bright eyes Mrs. Hull I was used to. Instead it was Mrs. Hull with dark circles under her eyes, a frown on her forehead and dry cracking lips “M-Mrs. Hull, are you alright?” I worriedly asked “oh niall” was all se could get out before she broke into a full sob and pulled me into a hug. “ssshhh whats wrong? Is everything alright? Where is ally?” that just made her sob harder as her body shook. She pulled me into the house. But it was much different than last time I was here.  There was broken pictures on the floor. A broken mirror and some of ally’s clothes, I presume, strewn about. Mrs. Hull finally composed herself after about twenty minutes and scared on what was going on here. Mrs. Hull was always a strong woman. And whatever has got her this upset has got to be bad. “It’s ally, Niall.”  She whispered hoarsely from crying. “Where is she?” I whispered weakly. “I don’t kn-know Niall. She never c-came home after work 3  m-months ago-‘’ then she bust out sobbing again. Ally is gone. Oh my god. Silent tears ran down my face. I was mad, sad, sacred, angry and most of all hurt because no one had told me! I refrained from lashing out because I knew that wasn’t going to help. I stood up from the couch where we had been seated. “are the police not looking? Like search parties? Missing flyers? Why aren’t they looking?!” I yelled “Niall calm down. I know it sound crazy but you need to think clearly alright?” she whispered. I nodded “I’m going to find her. I don’t care what anyone else says or thinks. The police are clearly not doing their danm job.’’ I said containing my anger. “You love her don’t you Niall?” she asked. I chuckled humorlessly “which way?’’ I knew what she meant “that way Niall. You know what I mean.” She raised her eyebrows “yeah. Yeah I do. A lot.” I sighed. “But first I am going to need to know everything from where she worked and what she was wearing that night.”