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Chapter 12: This Town

Words: 2007

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I shot up in bed, panting heavily, and just now realizing it was just a dream.

No, a horrible nightmare.

A nightmare where my former bandmates were performing in Manchester, and there was a bomb.

A bomb that killed Niall.

It felt so real, but it wasn't. It was only a dream.

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~Rebecka's POV~

I woke up and the sun was creeping in the room, making it's way to the back wall. It must be around eight or so. I yawned and stretched, and took the blankets off of me. I basically rolled out of bed, and I stood up and looked in the mirror. I was hideous.

I grabbed by brush and started brushing my hair, then I brushed my teeth and washed my face. After I was done in the bathroom, I went to the kitchen and found Niall and Harry making pancakes and bacon while making small talk about Pretzels and why they were shaped like they were shaped.

"Morning," I said, sitting on the kitchen island. The two boys just glanced at me and got back to work. "Smells good."

"Have you looked at Twitter yet today?" Niall asked randomly.

"No, why?" I replied.

"Rumors are starting up again," Niall said. "At the airport yesterday."

I pulled up Twitter on my phone and looked at it. Lots of tweets had pictures of me and Liam holding hands at the airport. Why was I stupid enough to grab Liam's hand while trying to escape from the paparazzi? Right when the rumors started dying down?

"That's what we should do today," I said. "Clear the rumors. Every single person involved with them will confirm then, and then me and Niall will try to be seen together on purpose. So basically, I'm asking Niall to go out all day."

"Yeah, that's a good plan," Niall said while smiling. "But what if they think it's an act?"

"I haven't thought about that," I said. I paused for a moment thinking, before I had an idea. "Liam could come with us and I could purposely leave him out with stuff we do. If fans think we're together but I have an act, then they'll know that I'll include Liam with everything."

"What about me?" Liam asked suddenly.

I haven't even noticed that he came in the kitchen. I was too focused on telling my (hopefully) brilliant plan to Niall.

"Rumors are starting up again," Harry said. "Chech Twitter if you don't believe me."

"I already did," Liam said with a groan. "And since apparently the plan involved me, then tell me again."

I groaned and told Liam the whole plan again, how we'd go out basically all day, and how I'd purposely leave him out on most things. After almost ten minutes of talking about it (mostly repeating), we finally decided to go with it.

We ate the breakfast of pancakes and bacon, talking about leprechauns and Niall basically told us the origin of St Patrick's day. After everybody got up, we went out and Niall started giving us a tour of Mullingar. He gave us a small history lesson for all the different places, and we all found it extremely fascinating. It was absolutely amazing and extremely breathtaking. Niall lead us to a river surrounded by extremely green grass. I guess that's why Ireland is famous for the color green.

"Finishing off the tour, this is River Brosna," Niall said. "It's approximately fourty-nine miles long, and it runs through Mullingar."

"It's beautiful," Maddie said. "Very. . . green. Why's Ireland known internationally for the color green?"