Not So Happily Ever After (A Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 8

I stared at Niall in shock. "Why didn't you tell me before?"

"I figured you wouldn't want to date me if I left right away."

"You are right."

"Maybe you can come with. We can still be together then."

"Then My dad will find me!" I said trying not to cry.

"What is gonna do if he finds you? We have tons of security."

"Nevermind, I already said to much."

"No tell me. You can trust me."

"Not yet. I can't tell anyone."

"Why not?"

"I don't need your pity."

"I won't pity you. I promise."

"How do I know I can trust you?"

"You don't, but there is only one way to find out."

"Can we please talk about something else?"

"Okay. Will you still be my girlfriend then?"

"I don't know yet."

"I promise I will call you and text you whenever I can. I'll skype you if I can."

"Okay. Fine."

We drove the rest of the way in silence.

"Goodnight Kayla." Niall said looking at my eyes then at my lips.

"Goodnigt." I said starting to get out of the car.

"Wait, You forgot something."

"What?"

"This." he said starting to lean in toward me. He kissed me again. I was going to miss having him around while he was on tour.

"Promise me you will come back after the tour." I wispered.

"I'll come back as soon as possible."

"I will try to go with you on tour when I'm 18."

"Good." 

"Goodbye Niall. Im going to miss you." I said hugging him.

"Bye. Im going to miss you so much more." He said as I pulled away. I opened the door and went inside Hanna's house. Everyone was asleep so I went to my room and plugged my phone in. I fell asleep right away.

*Dream started*

I checked my phone and I had one new message. I opened it and realized who it was right away.

Unknown:

I found you. You know you really shouldn't date famous people. It is so much easier to find you when you did that. Don't worry I'll be back soon.

I knew I shouldn't have agreed to go on tour with the boys as soon as I turned 18. This was going to be a nightmare. I didn't really want to tell the boys what he has done, but now I had to. If I didn't there was no doubt in my mind he'd kill at least one of us. 

I went to Nialls room in the hotel. It was a big hotel in Sydney, Australia. It had a beautiful veiw from the balcony that faced the ocean. Niall was asleep even though it was almost afternoon. 

"Niall? Wake up babe. I have to tell you something." I said.

"Huh?"

"Wake up. I'll get food."

"Okay!" he said jumping out of bed.

I went to the fridge and got out the milk. Then I went to the cupboard and got out Coco Puffs. I poured us both some cereal.

"Niall?"

"Yes?" he said with a mouth full of food.

"You know how I told you after the Ed Sheeran concert that if I went on tour with you, my dad would find me."

"Yeah. Why?"

"Well, I wasn't kidding. He found me. I was in a magazine or something there because of us. He's coming here for me." I said starting to tear up thinking about it.

"What is he going to do?"

"I don't know, but knowing him its going to be bad and probably not just for me this time."

"What did he do to you last time?"

"He used to be normal. He would never hurt anyone, until my mom died. I was in the car with her on the way to some dance class. We were singing along to the song when she lost control of the car." I started crying. "They rushed us to the hospital, but it was to late for her. My dad started blaming me for everything. He took me out of dance, singing, and guitar classes. He wouldnt let me do anything anymore. He starved me. My uncle paid for my school lunch to help us out a little. Eventually my dad started hitting me, harder and harder everytime. He almost killed me a couple times." Now I was balling. "My Uncle suspected it, but my aunt didn't believe him. I lost all my friends after he started being abusive."

"The last day I was there was the day I ran into you. I got home a few minutes late because my legs hurt from the last few hits. He yelled at me and started smashing his beer bottles over my head. I tried to escape when he realized he was out of bottles, but he grabbed my wrist and yanked me back. I yelped in pain. He started punching my stomach. I got dizzy and started to pass out." I continued.

"When I woke up, He wasnt there. I took some pain pills, grabbed my stuff, and left. I walked to someones house and they dialed 911. I was taken to the hospital. I didnt want to be found so I told them my uncles name instead of my dad. They took me in. My dad showed up at their house while I was at the park with my cousins. We walked all the way to Hanna's and she watched us until my aunt and uncle were safe." Niall was crying too.

"You didnt deserve anything he did." He said. "We need to tell Paul."

"Okay, but not right now, after your concert."

When we calmed down, we left the room and went to the Arena.

We got there and they had the normal sound check and meet and greet while I stayed backstage. They came back for a few hours and we hung out playing games. They went onstage and the Arena was packed. 

"This will be our last song for tonight." Louis said. I heard the crowd gasping as they started to sing What Makes You Beautiful. They weren't looking at the stage, but a guy in the crowd. He had pulled out a gun, and obviously the boys couldnt tell what was happening as he aimed toward Niall. He shot and the crowd went silent. It went right into his brain. The other boys ran over to him to try and help, but it was to late. I saw the guy running out and to the doors, he was going to get away with it.

I checked twitter to see if the fans had found out. #RIPNiall, #ItsallKaylasFault, #IwishNiallneverdatedher were all trending worldwide. I started to ball as I ran to a small closet and locked Myself in. Everything was my fault.

*Dream Over*

I woke up screaming. Hanna came in the room and asked what was wrong. I couldn't bring myself to say it. Just trying to say it made me ball harder. She sat there comforting me for at least an hour, until I was calmed down. I fell back asleep after she went back to her room.