Alone.

Alone. Chapter 4 - Fucking Freedom.

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Song for this chapter

Ready To Run - One Direction

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He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It's his only detriment. Somehow he makes me cry, by doing completely and utterly nothing.

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He stares at me, a pleading look on his face. Why would he want me? A social loner that is just distressing and pitiful. Why?

"You'll get sick of me if I stay with you." I whisper looking down at my picked painted nails.

"Can you let me give you a chance?" The silly boy asks.

I laugh, it comes out as a stunned but dazed laugh. I'm so confused, the aesthetic boy wanting the wrecked girl.

"It's so hard to say no, but I can't. I can't let everyone around me upset, I'm better off alone." That's the truth, the truth I believe. I'm so unworthy and displeasing to everybody. Niall feels sorry for me, he feels sorry for my soul filled with sorrow and pity. Im so easy to be turned into nothing.

"I can fix you, I want to know you more than you know yourself. The thing is, you think you make people upset when they are with you, but I've never felt so contented before, you make me happy Sophie, so happy. Everything's disparate with you, and I love that, more than I could ever imagine." He looks at me into my eyes, like he is reading me.

I wipe the tears from my face.

"This is the happiest I've been in a while." I smile. The smile I've needed to keep going.

"I'll stay with you Niall, but don't let me down, please." I impart.

He smiles, the warm smile I smiled before. He hugs me, the warm hug I required every morning, every night. I never knew that other people in this world treated others properly. He is simply extraordinary and beautiful, he knew what's right and what's not. He wasn't one of those socially dumb fuck-wits that I saw constantly. He knew how to make me happy, happy for once.

I release the hug and watch the breath escape from his soft lips. I close my eyes and feel his warm comforting hand on mine.

"Where is your house?" He asks. I open my eyes, this is happening.

"It's close follow me." I say and stand up, I reach out for his hand to help him up. He grabs my hand and we start walking.

"You have a really good taste in music." Niall says making me smile. No one has ever complemented my music, and by him saying that, I feel better, happiness filling my mournful soul."

"Thanks, you must to." I laugh knowing he sings pop but he knows the good grunge music.

He laughs back and we approach my street. I am thankful that those silly girls didn't find him and take him away, I actually need him now.

"This is really beautiful." He says looking around

"Yeah, the trees are the best, all of the lights match the stars above."

He smiles at me "Your eyes match the stars above."

I laugh "They're brown."

"So, they have magical wonders in them, they sparkle." He shrugs and chuckles, he wraps his arms around my waist and I lean my head on his shoulders, I'm thankfully tall enough. We make our way down the middle of the street and we admire the silence, this is really something new.

I sigh as we approach my house. Niall turns to me and gives me a reassuring smile.

"I have to call the manager telling him about you staying, don't worry he will let me because I don't bring anyone on tour, he knows I won't bring the wrong people aswell." Niall chuckles whilst grabbing out his phone.