Irish Boy [One Direction Fanfic]

Chapter 7

-2 weeks later-

Niall had 2 weeks of the tour left after the Dublin concert, and he was coming home today. I had carefully aligned candles in each room, the smell of cinnamon swirling throughout my house. I had moved into a small house recently, occasionally visiting my Mom. She was considering moving back to the states, and I knew I wouldn't be able to leave Mullingar with all the memories. I still went to school, I had to for about 2 more weeks. Prom was on the last week, and one of the things Niall promised me before Xfactor was that he'd take me to prom. I finished the dinner and put it on the table neatly. I wanted everything to be perfect. Niall was mine again, and I wouldn't let anyone or anything change that.

Niall's Point of View:

"So, how ya gonna tell her about all the girls you hooked up with after you broke up?"Harry said as we got off the plane. We'd be celebrating at Ariana's house, and then the guys would all head home to see their families. My heart sunk. I wasn't going to tell her, afraid of losing her again. I had got tips from Haz and Zayn to hook up with girls on tour to try and get over Ariana, which failed. None of the girls felt right to me, none of them were like her. 

"I'm not going to."I stated, and Louis chuckled.

"You have to."He replied, opening the door to our cab. We had somehow managed to escape the fans, and I was grateful. In Mullingar, I would probably get less attention.

"Says who?"I asked, waiting for a response.

"Well... You just should."Liam reasoned, and I groaned. Even Liam was taking their side?

"I'm not going to,"I repeated confidently. I had been stupid to let go of her the first time, and I wasn't going to make her hate me. The cab turned down her street, and I saw bright orange flashes from a room.

Fire.

Ariana's Point of View:

It all happened so fast. I had been doing last minute cleaning, when a candle on a shelf near the door fell over. The flames spread through the room like wildfire. I ducked into the furthest corner, feeling my pockets for my phone. I had left it in the kitchen.

I watched the flames burn everything in their path. Was this really gonna be the end? Was this how I was going to die? Alone in my house? Niall would come and find my body, burned. Or the house would collapse and I would never be found.

"Ariana!"I heard a familiar voice shout from outside of the door. Niall. Was he going to try to help? Were the other guys here?

"Niall!"I shouted back, my voice high. My vision was a blur from the tears. I was scared, more scared than I have ever been. Probably because there was now a 90% chance I would be dying today.

"I'm gonna get you out, okay?"He promised, and I tried to tell him not to, but my voice came out in a whisper.

"No, Niall go!"I finally managed to get the words out. I wouldn't let Niall risk his life for me. I remembered the messages on Twitter.

You don't deserve Niall.

Your worthless.

Stupid bitch.

Why don't you kill yourself?

Immigrant. 

I didn't deserve him, they were right. He could do so much better than me. Why didn't he just take Jackie?

"I'M NOT LEAVING YOU!"Niall's voice cracked, and I heard a couple other people. Probably the rest of the boys. Sirens were in the distance, and I knew there was now no way I could get out of here. I was beginning to feel light headed, the smoke burning my throat.