Its the days we worry about that make us hit insanity. I woke up in my own bed, in my own tour bus, with my own friends laughing at the TV outside. All i heard was happiness when I was falling apart. I stared at the ceiling for hours until the colors became jumbled. My phone pressed to me, awaiting her call. I had sat there about an hour and the faint mumurs of singing faded out as my phone shook me. I leaned down, expecting a call or a long message but all I got was five words, five short beautiful words,
"I think I love you"
Attached to that was a picture. It looked older, maybe two years old It was Arya smiling a smile she had never smiled with Peter craddled in her arms it looked like the picture that came with the frames, like all was perfect. Next to her was a half cropped out face, a man, around thirty much older than she was with a weak grin on his face. It was her husband.
I found myself staring at it for half an hour, memorizing every crevice and Every inch of his face.
"We will miss you Naill" was written under the picture.
I wanted to hold the picture forever and remember that look on her face till it became a part of me.
"Get up! Everyone will be here in half an hour you lazy bum!" I looked up to see Louis with a shoe in his hand and a pair of headphones wrapped around his bare neck. I slowly crawled out of bed, looking at my reflection and trying my hardest to show a smile, but I was broken and the hopes for a smile were gone. Not even as I stepped out onto the stage did I smile, I just stayed behind everyone and sang my parts with ease. I wanted to go, to hide somewhere but the yells and the crys from the fans blocked out my mind.
Everyone's eyes turned to me and I grinned as well as I could, swinging my arms and dancing as I went to the edge if the stage.
"Written in these walls are the stories u can't explain" I began.
Everyone got quiet and so did I. Suddenly my mouth went numb and I forgot everything. Like I was dried of Every bit of happiness. Everyone looked around confused as I sat in my own silence.
"Come on!" Harry yelled. But I stayed silent as the world caved in, and what I did after that I regret everyday of my life.
"I'm sorry..." I whispered and than i said it,
"I have been in love with a woman named Arya and her son for two months now and now everything is falling apart because of her ex-husband, so to that man this is for you if you happen to be listening-"
"Niall stop" said Zayn
But I continued, "You will not lay a single hand on them, you will not pursue them, if you do I will know and you will be over"
Silence filled the room. All I heard was the loud breathing I realized belonged to my own body and the lights that began to dim. I hit the floor and everything went black all I saw was that mans face looking at me.
"I already won" he whispered and everything collapsed.
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Chasing Arya (A Niall Horan fanfiction)
Fanfictionhe is a celebrity. she is nothing. When Niall Horan stumbles across a woman in trouble his instincts tell him to save her. however he thought that would be the end of his heroism. now he is entranced by the girl he has saved and is determined to hel...