I wish

I wish ~chapter 2~

Here's chapter two, I really hope you guys like it. I would love some feedback on this story. Comment, vote, fan???

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     So I was a ghost. Officially. I was completely dead. Now what? I sat on a bench for a while as they took my body away. I could hear girls screaming from inside the stadium. The concert had obviously just began…the concert. Jenna. She didn’t know I was…you know. She’d be worried sick. I realised I could easily get into the concert because no-one could see me so I headed towards the doors.

"Here goes nothing." I told myself as I snuck in. It felt weird having to dodge people because they couldn’t see me. Invisible. That was strange. How long was that going to last? Forever? I hoped not. I finally reached Jenna.

"Jenna!" I called out before remembering that she wouldn’t be able to hear me. Or see me. Why did I go in there? I had no way of communicating with her. Plus what would I say? ‘Hey Jenna, how are you? It’s me. Mara. I’m dead. Yeah, I got hit by a car. But don’t worry. I would never miss the concert.’ I don’t think so. Suddenly everyone stood up and cheered. I couldn’t see the stage anymore because they were in the way. I kept walking further towards the front. Then I stopped. It was them. They were there. Right in front of me. Well, on a stage, but the stage was right in front of me. One Direction.

"Good evening London!" Harry said and everyone cheered and screamed like he just told them they’d all won a million pounds.

"Thank you all for coming tonight." Liam said which caused more cheering and screaming. Then they began to sing what makes you beautiful. I just stood their in awe. I may have just died but I swear it was the best thing I had ever experienced. I looked at them all up there. None of them knew. They’d probably never know. I was so insignificant. Just another fan. A dead fan. A tear ran down my face as I came back to reality. I was dead. There was no coming back. I was never going to go to collage or university, never going to fall in love, get married, have kids, grow old… was I going to be stuck forever? More tears fell down my face. I looked back up at One Direction. That’s when it happened. The strangest thing. Niall looked at me. Not through me or past me like everyone else did. Right at me. Then he smiled. At me. Was I imagining it? Was he smiling at someone behind me? I turned around looking to see who he was probably smiling at but they weren’t looking at him. I turned back to him. He was looking elsewhere. It must have been my imagination. I was dead. No-one could see me especially not Niall Horan.

     I took a seat near the front of the stadium to watch the rest of the show. Every now and again I swore Niall was staring at me but I knew he couldn’t have been so I shook it off. After it’s gotta be you, up all night, moments, na na na, everthing about you and one thing the show finally ended. I got up and headed backstage. I had the pass. Well not on me, but I was invisible so I wasn’t doing anything wrong. I waited in line with all the other girls. Some had passes. Others were just desperate. I quickly pushed passed as someone else’s passes were being checked. I smiled when I saw Jenna there. She was on her phone. I walked closer and listened to the conversation.

"I don’t know where she is. The last time I saw her she was going to the shop to buy snacks." She said down the phone.

"And she didn’t show up to the concert?" I heard my mum on the other line. Oh God. My parents. They didn’t know yet either. Then someone came over.

"You guys can go in now. But no photography or violence and no kissing or kidnapping." A man said before opening a door. The small amount of people rushed in.

"I’ve got to go." Jenna told my mum and hung up. I followed her and the others into the room. One Direction were standing in there greeting everyone. The moment was almost perfect. The only thing I needed was to be alive.

"Take a seat." Harry told everyone. They did. Most girls were giggling or grinning like mad. Except Jenna. She was too worried about me. I was ruining her day too. I had to do something. But what?

"Hi." I was dragged out of my thoughts by an Irish accent. Niall was standing there staring at me. Did he say hi to me?

"You can see me?" I asked.

"Yeah, why wou…" I quickly covered his mouth with my hand. If people saw Niall talking to…well, thin air. They would think he was crazy. Luckily no-one had noticed. Yet.

"Before you panic or say anything just wait ok?" I said. He nodded, slightly confused. I pulled my hand away and put my finger over my lips signalling him to be quiet. I was about to show him that no-one else could see me but something stopped me. He might be the only person in the world that can see and hear me. I didn’t want to scare him off. I grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the room. No-one noticed us…him leave. I dragged him further down the corridor then I stopped and turned to him.

"Sorry." I said hoping he wouldn’t think I was too weird.

"No worries. Why did you drag me out of there?" he asked. Oh no. I had no reason.

"I…erm…I wanted to…to erm…" this was not going well. "there’s a girl in there that hates me." I finally blurted out. I looked at him begging for him to believe me.

"Oh, ok then." He smiled. I melted inside. "What’s your name?" he asked me.

"Mara." I said looking deep into his blue eyes. I was instantly hypnotised by them.

"Nice to meet you Mara." He said looking straight back into my eyes. It was a perfect moment. I forgot everything for them twelve seconds.

"Niall!" Harry made both me and Niall jump. I quickly snapped out of the illusion and ran whilst Niall was facing the other way. If He started talking to me while Harry was there I could have ruined his entire life. I hid round the corner.

"What are you doing out here?" I heard Harry ask him.

"There was this girl and she…" I heard Niall say. He must have realised I was gone by the confusion in his voice.

"Ooh, a girl!" I heard Harry tease him. I laughed under my breath.

"No, it wasn’t like that. She was…different. Special." My heart would have skipped a million beats if I still had one. Niall thought I was special. Well I was a ghost. Does that come under the ‘special’ category.

"Awww, is Niall in luurrve?" Harry asked.

"Oh go away Styles." Niall said clearly not amused by what Harry said. "I just don’t understand why she left." I could hear the sadness in Niall’s voice and I instantly felt regret. But what I done was for his own good. I heard them go back into the room. I had to leave. I couldn’t risk Niall seeing me again. No matter how much I wanted to see him.