Moving

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Niall's POV

I went into Blake's room. She had only packed a little bit, not a hole lot. She and Zayn had gone out to find the plane and to get a new house.

I packed up the house, which took a little over a hour. Blake and Zayn returned.

"Hey Niall. We got a moving van, so we can move our stuff tonight to the plane. We are going to go to America."

"Alright. I packed up everything except for a few cloths and a few bowls and utensils."

"Cool."

Blake was looking a bit down and not on her game. She went into her room and plopped down on her bed.

"Zayn what happened?"

"I don't know. I think that the visions are wearing her down."

"That just means that we've got to get her out of here now."

I went in her room. She wasn't sleeping. No, she was crying. I went and laid next to her and wrapped my arms around her. She turned around and laid her head on my chest and continued to softly cry.

"It hurts. My head hurts so bad." She sobbed softly.

"Shh. It's going to be okay."

Zayn came in and climbed on the bed, wrapping his arms around her too.

We laid there for a while. Blake eventually fell asleep. I kissed her head and slowly got up. When I did, I saw that Zayn was also asleep.

I slowly closed the door and went to the living room and turned on the tv and turned it to the news.

"This weeks weather is going to be cold. Today is going to be very windy with hail, highest is 64 with the lowest at 46."

He went on with the rest of the week weather. The doorbell rang and I went over to the door. It was a guy with a clipboard.

I stood there for what seemed forever. The guy kept knocking, looking anxious. I slowly crept away to Zayn and Blake. I shook Zayn awake.

"What?" He mumbled.

"I think they found us."

He got up and ran to the door. The man was still there. Zayn came back and carefully picked Blake up.

"We need to go, now. The van is in the back, so I'll put Blake in it and then help you get things packed. We're going through the window."

He opened the window and jumped out. I gathered all the boxes and other things around the window.

The pile slowly got smaller. After another while, I helped Zayn get the mattresses out the window, as well as the dressers and nightstands and couches because the window was a big window next to the fire escape.

There were two more boxes, which Zayn grabbed them. I looked everywhere before I too went out the window.

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Sorry this is short. The next chapter will be longer. I'm at 42,594!

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