Watched (Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Chapter 28 - First words heard.

“Niall?” I was spread out on the lounge resting my injured but repairing body. It had been a week since the night when I finally defeated the one that had haunted my dreams for so long. To say it was now a distant memory of mine is a joke, he still haunted me those eyes would appear in the middle of the shops, while taking a walk in the park, swimming or visiting Harry in hospital. Harry was due out hospital next week, so it was now time to contact Niall about everything that had happened in the two weeks that had past. It was time to go back to my children and my husband, back to a life that was.

“Naomi?” Niall blubbered, he sounded depressed, he had no life in his voice he was not the Niall I met. It was time to bring that Niall back to life. “Why are you contacting me? I thought you couldn’t talk to us at all. Just hang up, no actually I will hang up for you.” He mumbled.

“NO NIALL! STOP” I screamed at the phone, I wanted to be able to jump through the phone and kiss him. I missed him so, I missed joking with, spending long hours on the couch watching bad reality TV with warm cookies with ice cream. I missed watching him make our children giggle as he tickled him. I missed him, I missed us!

“What?” He muttered.

“It’s over!” I whispered back to

“You’re joking right?” There was suspicion in his voice, and I slammed my hand to my head, of course he would think I was lying to him about something like this.

“No Niall, I’m not joking I’m being serious!” I sighed, the end of the line went quiet except for a few mutters in the background.

“We are all coming tomorrow! We are going to be on a flight tonight. Where are you?”

“My hometown, I will meet you guys at the airport and take you to the hospital to see Harry…”

“What! Why is Harry in hospital? I thought he was on holidays with Alisa. Where’s Alisa? Why isn’t she with him?” Niall’s voice had become frantic.

“Harry’s recovering he was umm… seriously hurt in the many attacks on me here. Alisa…” My voice caught on her name “Alisa is gone, she died after the yellow eyes blew up the car we were driving…” Tears were streaming down my face again.

“She’s gone?” Nialls voice had gone from frantic to depressed again.

“Yes” I muttered curling my body around a nearby pillow, sobbing into it.

“We will see you two tomorrow, don’t do anything stupid. And we will call you when we arrive, okay?” He said in a quiet voice.

“Yes Niall.” And with that he hung up leaving me in my hotel room again, all alone. Throwing the phone at the door across the room from me. I rolled off the couch, slumping on the floor looking up at the spinning fan above me.  I wanted to see my kids and give them the normal life they deserved that I never got. My sister taken away from me, my parents ignoring me, and constant worry.

Crawling up to the fridge I opened the fridge, grabbing the mousse that was sitting in the bottom of the fridge. Opening it up and dipping my finger straight in it. I had no care for what I did at the moment, except to wallow in my thoughts of Alisa.

Bench starts vibrating.

Moaning I stood up and grabbed the phone and reluctantly putting it up to my ear. The other side crackled before a small voice rang through the phone.

“Mumma?” The little voice asked

“Sam?” I asked confused

“MUMMA!” Sam screamed in my ear.

“Sam baby, how did you call me?” I scratched my head.

“Mumma…” Sam continued to say.

Then I remembered that, that was probably the only word he could say apart from Dad. So I really don’t know what possessed me to ask such a question.

“Sam baby, is daddy there?”

“Noooo. Ccle iam and auty Dan” He stuttered.

“Can you put them on the phone for me?”

“Yes Mumma”

“Love you Sam.”

“Love you mummy.” And with that he blew a kiss and the phone went dead. Sam had probably pressed a button while passing the phone along. But that simple call had made my world perfect again. The phone vibrated in my hand again, and I quickly picked it up.

“Hello?”

“DANIELLE!”