The Dead Boy (Ziall)

Chapter 21 ~ Reborn

~Niall's POV~

I flutter my eyes open, only to immediately close them again. The sun is way to bright, and it's only morning. It must be a very good day then.

Slowly, with only half an eye opened, I sit up on the hard ground. When I'm finally used to the light, I look around. 

My surroundings are familiar. An empty field with lots of dirt and tares. Then I see the old house that was mine a long while ago.

A smile forms on my face. 

A house wherein Zayn should be right now. Alive and happy... And not knowing I exist. 

After I shook Louis' hand, I blacked out. I didn't expect him to start like that. I mean, I thought he was going to give me some extra information. 

I guess not. It's now my mission to make Zayn mine again. But how? I can't just go up to him and claim I was his ghost boyfriend. I can't tell him he died and I made Louis give him a second chance.

"Hey mate."

A manly scream leaves my mouth as the voice startles me. I turn my head to see Liam looking at me and smirking.

"God dammit, Liam. Don't ever do that again. You scared me to death." I exclaim, a hand clutched to my heart.

Liam chuckles. "And you only just got your human life back. Wouldn't want that happening." He says and ruffles my hair. "Talking about that. How do you feel, being alive and all?"

Liam helps me up and I brush the dirt off my clothes as I answer.

"Pretty hungry I guess." I say. "I missed real food."

Liam smiles. "I bet you did. Here." He says and hands me an apple.

Without wasting time I take a bite. "God, it's still as good as it used to be."

"What did you expect? That the flavour changed over the years and it would taste like Skittles?" The sarcasm is dripping from his voice.

"Skittles?" I ignore his tone.

Liam face-palms. "Never mind. I sometimes forget you are actually an old man."

That remark is rewarded with a slap against his head. "Never forget that I never went over the age of 30. But you, my friend, went far over it."

Liam smiles. "Now that's the Niall I know."

I sigh and look to the house. "I have nowhere to live." I say suddenly. 

Liam nods. "Well, since Louis did this to you I guess you could ask you can live with him and Harry for a while. They live in the closest by town."

I nod and smile. "That's actually..." My smile falls. "Not a good plan. I'll have to hear them have sex every evening." 

Liam laughs loudly and nods. "That's your problem, Ni. You don't really have another choice do you? Unless you want to go live in the cabin in the woods. I bet the skeletons can keep you company."

I look at him in disgust. "You are actually a horrible friend, you know that?" 

"Only for you, Niall. Only for you."

And just when I'm about to hit him again, a voice scares me again.

"Can I help you?"

Another one of my screams echos over the field. My body turns towards the new voice and I gape. Zayn is standing on a save distance from me, his arms crossed in front of his chest and a curious expression on his face.