Walking Dead In One Direction Of An American Horror Story.

Chapter 3

"NO!" I screamed as I sat straight up in bed, covered in sweat and tears. I looked around and realized I was in my room. I shook off the uneasy feeling and went to check on Lauren. She was fast asleep in her room. I went down stairs to get a glass of water. I leaned against the counter looking at the island in the middle of the room. I heard a light snore and went into the living room and saw Niall passed out in the chair holding a bottle of beer in his hand. I sighed and took it from him and covered him up with a blanket. I cleaned up the mess he had made, all the empty beer bottles and such that were scattered around the chair he was sitting in.

'Thank god it was just a dream.' I kept repeating quietly to myself as I made Niall and Lauren a traditional Irish breakfast. Sausage, bacon, eggs, beans topped with grated cheese. Lauren came stomping down the stairs and sat down at the table. I set her plate in front of her and began dishing Nialls up. "Whats this shit?" Lauren asked with a disgusted tone. I shook my head and sighed. "Nialls' favorite, eat it or don't I don't care at this point." I said as I set Nialls' plate in his spot and went into the living room. "Niall?" I shook him lightly, and he woke with a jolt. "Oii! What d'ya think your doing?" He asked startled. "Breakfast is ready." I said and I walked back into the kitchen.

He came into the kitchen rubbing the sleep from his eyes and sat down. He looked down and smiled at the heaping pile of food in front of him. He began eating as I cleaned the kitchen. Lauren sat there picking at her food. "Aren't you gonna eat your breakfast?" Niall asked. Lauren pushed her plate and stood up. "I'm going to school now." She grabbed her bag off of the back of her chair and stormed out the front door to catch her bus. Niall started to say something but stopped himself as I walked out of the room. I walked down to the end of the driveway to the mailbox. I looked through all the mail on my way back to the house. Mostly junk and bills, but one was from American Music Awards office addressed to me. I quickly opened it and read it.

Dear Samantha,

          We would like you to be this years opening entertainment for the awards show and present the award for best song of the year. Have management give us a call and we can set things up.

                                                                                            Sincerely,

                                                                                               David Chase.

My eyes lit up in excitement and I went in and called my manager. I gave her the information and got off the phone with her. I went back into the kitchen to finish cleaning and saw Niall finishing up the dishes. 'Ass kisser' I thought to myself. I grabbed a container of yogurt, a spoon and went into the living room and turned the TV on and sat down. A few minutes later Niall came and joined me on the couch. He tried to cuddle me but I pushed him away. "No." I said in a low tone as I ate my yogurt. "Whats your problem?" He asked. "How about what happened last night? I don't want you to touch me after that shit." I said calmly.

"I'm sorry babe, I didn't mean it. I feel really bad about it all." He said sadly. I could hear the remorse in his voice. "Just don't talk to me like that ever again, and when you get pissed off don't run away and drink." I finish my yogurt and go into the kitchen and he follows me. "Did I get any mail?" I spun around to face him. "I say all that and all you can say is 'Did I get any mail?' Really?" I sighed and pointed to the table. "All the mail is on the table." I walked into the den and slammed the door. I sat down at the computer and started working on a new song.

A few hours later Lauren came home from school and like usual stomped up stairs, slammed her door and blasted her music. One good thing about Lauren is that she does her homework and gets good grades. I came out of the den and found Niall cooking dinner. I sat on the counter next to the stove where he was standing. "So, your opening for the AMA's this year?" He asked. I nodded, "Yeah I got the letter this morning. Management is already on top of setting everything up. Will you be my date? I mean Im sure you and the boys are already going but I just wondered. You will probably have to walk the red carpet with them and all." I shrug thinking that I shouldn't have said anything.

"I'll be your date, the boys aren't going this year. The problem is what are we going to do with Lauren while we are gone?" Niall turned to look at me, he put the spoon up to my mouth to taste. "Just because I'm not being mean anymore doesn't mean I'm not still upset about last night." I tasted it. "That's really good." I say and wipe the corners of my mouth. "I understand that, I made a mistake and I'm sorry." He said and kissed my nose. "It's alright just don't let it happen again, and about Lauren I don't know. Shes old enough to stay by herself. I know she wont go with us even if we begged and if we forced her to go she would just cause trouble all night."

Niall looked thoughtful. "Maybe letting her stay alone and giving her this 'freedom' she might ease up a bit and stop acting out." He added. "Good idea, I'll let you tell her though. The awards aren't for another week. So we are good on that. I already have my dress done, you need to get fitted for a tux but you can do that when we get to California, just get a rental like you normally do." He nodded and finished cooking. Later that night I layed in bed unable to sleep. I didn't want have another nightmare. After an hour of laying there I went downstairs and sat in the living room and watched some tv. I heard a loud bang and a few thumps and then dead silence. The power went out which made the silence even worse. I sat there frozen un able to move. I felt a hand on my shoulder and let out a blood curdling scream. "NIALL!"