When Life And Love Gives You A Second Chance (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 1 - Death

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Chapter One – Death

Summer’s POV)

It was January and I was biking home from school like I’ve done a million times before. I was pretty bummed since I’ve got a test back from my math-teacher and I’ve gotten a pretty bad grade. My friends complained about their grades too, but their grades were perfect and they didn’t even have to try. I always just did my best and sometimes that didn’t get me far. I didn’t want to do anything with math in the future; I wanted to become an author and writer so I didn’t really care. I only cared because my friends thought it was the end of the world if they got one little bad grade. They didn’t understand how it is to get bad grade after bad grade. I didn’t fit in with them but what else was I suppose to do? I didn’t have any other friends…

I tried to take my mind of it and instead I thought of Him. Him with the beautiful blonde hair and adorable, clear-blue eyes. I could have sworn he looked at me today in the cafeteria. I didn’t understand why I just didn’t let it go. I hadn’t talked to Niall in almost two years. We weren’t friends, we didn’t even say hi to each-other. I didn’t know him and he didn’t know me. But I know he was looking at me and smiled sometimes. Sometimes I wish he wouldn’t. It would be so much easier to let him go if he didn’t.

Was it all in my head since nothing happened? Why had he never made a move? Maybe it was because I wasn’t good enough. Why would he ever want me? I was just a shy girl who no one really cared about. Over the past two years he changed a lot from the little shy boy he used to be too. He had a lot of girls chasing after him and he got 30 likes on his new profile picture on facebook as soon as he posted it. He even had a band these days. They were getting pretty big, not just in our little town but in other places too through YouTube and whatever. I heard they were getting signed to a big record-company too. What did I have compared to him? An alcoholic mother and a father that never thought I was good at anything, no matter how much I tried. That’s me and Niall had everything I could ever want.

Great, thinking of Niall was supposed to make me happy but now I was bitter again. On my way to my house I had to bike along a pretty big road where cars usually drive a bit to fast. I only bike along it for 2-3 minutes or so, so what could have been the odds. A car came around the corner, followed by a police-car. The road was very icy and the car slipped in the curve. I had no chance. I wasn’t prepared at all so there was no way I could have moved away from the road.

The pain was overwhelming. But it didn’t last long. The last thing I remember was closing my eyes and then the pain stopped.

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When I opened my eyes again I was cold. I didn’t feel any pain at all. I felt nothing. 

I saw an ambulance in the distance. I screamed “help” but they didn’t seem to hear me. And then I noticed; my body. My very own body was lying on the road next to the ambulance. They put a blanket over my head and that’s when I realized; I was dead.

I didn’t know what to do. I fell to the ground, though I didn't really have a body. Was this death? Please lord; let me get out of this. 

The ambulance drove of with my body and another one with the injured people from the car crash. 

I went with them; I practically flew. The doctors took my body in to a room. My parents and my 19 year old sister came after an hour or so. They cried. 

I couldn't see this so I walked out again.

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A few weeks later: