Finding You (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Chapter Six

I feel like this is kind of a late update for me... Sorry! I've been REALLY busy lately! Today is Father's day and my birthday. (or was, it's now past midnight where I live)

I hope everyone enjoys this chapter, because I think you will... :)

By the way, I made a twitter and it would really mean a lot if everyone went and followed me! My username is @xRelentless4l

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Chapter Six

Wade’s POV

            It had been a few days since the fight between Jamie and me. I’d been feeling pretty crappy since then but I wasn’t going to apologize to someone who didn’t appreciate my help. I knocked on Thomas’ door a few times before he answered. When the door swung open, I wasn’t expecting him to look that horrible. He had bags under his eyes and his hair was sticking up in different directions.

“Hey Wade,” He croaked.

“Hey man. How are you holding up?” I asked.

“How do I look?” He snapped.

“Hey, I’ve only known you for a few years now, but what happened dude? You can’t let something that happened twenty years ago eat away at you, Thomas,” I said.

“Please don’t call me that…” He begged.

“What do you want me to call you?”

“Jason. Call me Jason because that’s a coward’s name. That’s what I am: a coward!” He shouted.

I shut his front door and led him to his couch. He sat down and put his head in his hands.

“Thomas… Jason, what happened?” I asked.

He looked me straight in the eyes and began talking.

Thomas’ POV

            “Thomas… Jason, what happened?” Wade asked.

I looked him deep in the eyes before I began talking…

*Flashback*

Twenty Years Ago

Mum and Dad were yelling. They screamed for a long time. Calie and Ethan stood behind me. I was the eldest at eleven years old and Calie and Ethan were twins who were only four. They clung to the backs of my legs and disabled my movement.

 

“Calie, Ethan, let go! I have to go check on mummy and daddy,” I told them quietly.

 

Calie just sniffled and nodded whilst Ethan sobbed. I patted their tiny heads and walked on the tip of my toes to the terrifying sound of my parents screams. I swung open their door and my heart stopped. Standing above my parents’ bodies was a creepy man. He smiled at me and continued to stab my father repeatedly. My mother groaned and he kicked her in the stomach.