Mirage [n.h.]

six

"Why don't you get someone do your laundry, or better yet there's a laundry shop just a few blocks away." Ysabelle trying to annoy the shit out of me again. I'm just glad my tension is not that full yet but at the same time I would love a company here in my apartment. If she's not a ghost, it's much better.

"I don't do that. I'm trying to save money for a new car." Placing the dirty clothes left in the washing machine.

"Besides, I only have a few clothes plus this washing machine is handy." I press some buttons making the washing machine starts from its wash. 

"Fine." Raising both of her hands in the air as a sign of defeat. "Why do you need a new car anyway? You already have one." 

I opened the door making me go to the next room. I left the door open so she can follow me with her annoying essence but I completely forgot she's a ghost so she just took the wall. Making herself passed through the wall. 

"My car's old and it has many defects already." I tell her as I sat down from the couch picking up the remote control infront of me. 

"You can just fix it from the autoshop. There's a good one I know! A few streets away I think." She sat down too from the couch like a normal person. 

"Are you this annoying?" I turned my face to her and she tried to slap my thighs but her hands just passed through me. That's a shitty experience. 

 "Woah." I jumped off from the couch still feeling startled about what just happened. 

"You're still scared? Hey, mr. Horan you've been living with a ghost here for almost 2 weeks now and you're still frightened from me." She chuckled like there's no tomorrow. 

"Ha." I retort. 

"Oh come on don't be such a baby." Ysabelle covered her mouth with her right hand and still laughing at me. 

It's a Sunday so no work today. Only stucked inside the house with Ysabelle the friendly ghost. I did laundry, cleaned the apartment, water some of the plants outside my window and of course remove all unnecessary things. And when I say unnecessary things, Ysabelle's whatnots that were left from the apartment. At first, she tries to hold the things that were on the trash bin but she forgot she's a ghost so she can't hold stuff. I laugh at her multiple times everytime she's annoyed. And now I can feel she's getting back on me by annoying the shit out of me. 

Minutes passed, I'm glad that her laugh was finished and she just watch the tv. A knock on my door woke us both from reality. I went immediately to the door and open it revealing a tall brunette standing by my doorstep.

"Can I help you?" She tucked a hair on her ear making her face more clear. "I'm looking for Mr. Niall Horan." She looked first at her small piece of red notebook when she said my name.

"Who is that?" Ysabelle's voice interrupted. I raise my right hand from behind cautioning her to shut her mouth. Luckily, she did.

"I am Niall Horan. Is there a problem?" I say while adjusting my glasses.The brunette shook her head and handed me a white envelope. "What's this?" 

She put her lips on a straight line and rolls her eyes. "I work at the JP Morgan Chase company. I'm one of Mr. Price's assistant and he said I'll deliver that to you. He says you need to study that letter from another financial company." 

"Okay, then. Thank you." I was about to shut the door as her hands stopped it. "Aren't you going to let me in?" 

"Uh. No." I shook my head and shut the door. 

As I turn around, Ysabelle was already facing at me with her crossed arms. "Who was that?" 

"She's one of my boss' secretaries." I carefully tear down the sides of the envelope revealing a long white letter from the New York Life Insurance Company. The letter was addressed to Mr. Hughe's, my boss back before. 

"So your boss has a lot of secretaries? And her secretaries looks like that?" Ysabelle chimed in. 

"Yes. And what's wrong with that?" I tell her as I carefully read the letter and sat down on the couch. I could feel Ysabelle followed me from behind. "Nothing. How come your boss has a secretary that's really gorgeous. I bet you like her or you liked girls like that." 

"Ysabelle, shut up please. I'm trying to read this letter. Could you just shut up for 5 minutes?" I retort.

"Geez, what a bummer. You know what your the only person who keeps on saying to shut my mouth up." She rolls her eyes on me. 

"Well, the fact that I'm the only one who can SEE and HEAR you. Yes I am the only one." I emphasized the see and hear words. I couldn't help but laugh at how annoyed she is right now. She just couldn't stop her mouth from talking. I didn't know that having a ghost-friend could really make you feel calm and vexed at the same time. 

At last, Ysabelle shut her mouth up. She even helped me understand the letter from the insurance company even though I understand it more than her. I need to call up Mr. Price about this big offer for Mr. Hughe's company. So I find my phone and carefully punch in the numbers of Mr. Price. Unfortunately, Mr. Price put his phone on voice mail I have no other choice but to call the office instead.

The phone rang about six times.

"It's Sunday today. So no one's in the office why are you still trying to call it. You can just go to your office tomorrow morning. Which in fact, you will go to the office tomorrow." I rolled my eyes on Ysabelle, she's right. I was about to hung up the phone until I heard a familiar voice echoed through the phone. 

"Hello. This is the Jp Morgan Chase company. Unfortunately, we don't--" That voice is very familiar. I know who HE is. 

"Harry?" "Harry Styles?" 

He didn't respond instead all I heard was a beeping sound. 

"I'm sure that's him. I am positively sure." I stand up from the couch and goes back and forth. 

"What's wrong?" Ysabelle stand infront of me. "Were going somewhere." I tried to grab her hands but it just slips through her. I keep on forgetting she's a ghost. 

"We?" She asks and follows me down the apartment.

"There's something fishy going around. I can feel it." I opened the door and went to my car. Ysabelle followed behind me as I climb in the car and she did too. 

"Oooooh! I love fishy! Are we having fish for dinner? Cause I've been craving for seafood all the time." She sounds pitchy and excited as she helps herself from the car. "I thought you can't eat?" 

She just shook her head and laugh again. I don't know what's wrong with this girl. I am always affronted by her gleeful character. Her and I are opposites. 

boring update? i guess. haha.

let's see what will niall and ysabelle find out on the office. :-) vote and comment! 

- c x