I wish ~chapter 8~

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It took me ages to write this chapter although it's not one of my best. I really hope you like it! :) I go back to school on the 7th so I'll be writing chapters less frequently, but I will try my best. I wasn't going to write the last paragraph on this chapter but because I love you all so much I decided I would. Please let me know what you think of this chapter! Comment, vote, fan??? Thank you!! :D

InsaneWeirdo xoxo ;)

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(Mara’s P.O.V)

     Me and Niall sat there together in each others arms for quite some time. I was scared I would fall asleep, I didn’t want to dream again.

"What am I going to tell the boys?" he asked me. I looked at him confused for a moment. "You know, I can’t exactly say ‘I found the girl again, don’t worry, it turns out she’s a ghost and that’s why she ran off. Of course I’d love to introduce you to her but I’m the only person who can see her.’ can I?" he said causing me to laugh.

"Well, obviously not!" I told him. He pulled me closer to him.

"What am I going to tell them then?" he asked, serious this time.

"I…I don’t know. Maybe you shouldn’t tell them about me. Keep it a secret?" I didn’t really want to keep it a secret, but what choice did we have?

"Maybe. I mean, I don’t even know if they’d believe me. I’d probably end up in a mental hospital." I laughed again, although I felt a hint of sadness at the fact that I was with Niall Horan and no-one even knew. Imagine what Jenna would have said. Jenna. I missed her. There was no denying that. She was my best friend since middle school. How would I cope without her? Or my family? My mum, dad and Matt. They’d always been there for me and now I was dead. What must they be going through?

"Are you ok?" Niall’s Irish accent brought me back to reality.

"Yeah, sorry. I was just thinking about my family and my best friend." I told him. He hugged me tighter and kissed my forehead.

"I’m sorry Mara. You must miss them. I’ll bet they miss you too." He said as I buried my face in his chest.

"Mhmm." I mumbled. He was quiet for a moment. I looked up to see he had his ‘thinking face’ on. "What?" I asked him.

"Do you want to go and see them?" he asked me. I was a bit shocked.

"But they can’t see me." I stated.

"I didn’t say do you want them to see you, I said do you want to see them?" he repeated.

"Ok, yeah. As long as we’re careful that they don’t see you because they know who you are." I told him.

"Sure. When do you want to go?" he asked me.

"I don’t mind. Today, tomorrow…whenever." I said.

"Ok then, we’ll go today." He said and we both sat up.

"Are you sure? We don’t have to go today." I told him.

"No, it’s fine." He stood up. "Come on." He smiled and held his hand out for me. I took his hand and he helped me up off the couch.

     It didn’t take long to get to my parents house. When we got there we saw a black car in the driveway. A funeral car. My jaw dropped when I saw the coffin in the back with flowers arranged in to my name. Beautiful pink roses spelled out ‘Mara’ next to the coffin.

"Maybe we should leave." Niall said. But I couldn’t. It was my funeral. How many people will ever get the chance to go to their own funeral?

"No. I want to go." I told him as we saw my mum leaving the house dressed in black. She got into her own car and a few moments later my dad and Matt followed into the car.

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