Mirage [n.h.]

thirty (goodbye, my mirage)

I know this is already late for we've ended this fic already but I want to dedicate this chapter to NiallerClover because I love this girl! She's one of my closest friend on Twitter. Follow and read her Harry fic 'Midnights' You'll love it! xx 

The car ride became a decision time for Harry. Harry then decided to really work in a bakery here in New York but while looking for a job and he said with his deep voice, "While i'm saving for my new flat here in NYC and starting a new life", he'll be living with Liam. I don't know but Liam suggested and eventually volunteered to that idea. 

"Thank you, Liam and Dani" I tell them when Liam's car halted in front of my flat.

"Good luck, bro" I fistbump with Harry who sits beside me then I slide off of the backseat.

"Call me if you need anything" I tell my step brother, while crouching down the car to see him fully.

He nods and smiles at me.

"Thanks, Niall" my step brother retorts at me and waves at me. Followed suit by Liam and Danielle after I closed the door and watch as their vehicle speeds off my street.

It's night time in NYC. New York's weather is freezing cold right now so I hug myself because I'm not wearing any coat or any cold defender when I was arrested -for the second time around- yesterday.

When I arrived at the doorstep, I don't know but I feel sad immediately. Like a change of aura, all of a sudden. I don't know why. I shrugged it off and knock on the door, expecting my ghost girlfriend answering the door for me but I got no response.

Yes, it's weird having a ghost girlfriend but I regret nothing. After all, we can find love in different ways. Ours is unique.

I knocked again, and no one answers. So, I tried turning the knob and surprisingly, it opened. So, Ysabelle's not locking the door, huh?

When I got inside the apartment, it's pitch black and no lights.

"Ysabelle" I called and again no response. I switched the lights on, and try to find her wherever she is right now.

"Ysabelle" I called for the second time, again no one retaliated to my statement.

When I got to my bedroom, she's there. Sitting on the bed, face bent down lowly, looking nothing elsewhere but the floor below her.

Something's wrong, I can feel it.

I sighed a relief and lock the bedroom door.

"Shiz, You're just here, Ysabelle!" I say, holding my chest exagerratingly.

That caught her attention and looks directly at me, tears running down her cheeks.

"Hi, Niall" she says, trying to muster a smile, but still tears blinding her.

"Hey" -walks to her and sits beside her and wiped the tears on her cheeks using my thumb- "What's wrong?" I ask, now using my hands, tilt her head so she'll look straight me and i'm still wiping the tears continuously running down her rosy cheeks.

"Where have you been?" she asks, ignoring my question.

"Jail. We were arrested yesterday, the gang. Ethan died..." I pause and look at her, she widens her eyes.

"What happened?" she asks.

"Lionel shot him dead when he said something against his will" I say and she again cries.

"Shhh... calm down, babe" I say soothing her and rubbing her back. She leans at me and rests her head on my shoulder.

"And then?" she asks and I continued my story of yesterday, from the when we were arrested until the car ride home, Harry's decision.