Ghost [Niall Horan]

Chapter 1

    I walk through the hallways alone. Dragging my feet to the cafeteria. So, I'm a typical social pariah. I don't have much friends, only a best friend. So, no friends, no popularity; only good grades. Since morning, I'm having this feeling in my gut. Something is just not right, something bad is going to happen. I keep reminding myself to push away the negative feeling. I enter the cafeteria and all eyes are on me. I curse myself for coming. I let my hair fall onto my face and walk quickly to the table where Jenna, my best friend sits.

"So finally, the loser decides to turn eighteen" Amanda, miss popular shouts and laughter follows.

"Come on, Amanda leave her alone. It's her birthday" Josh, her boyfriend speaks. Amanda scowls at him and continues with her lunch. Josh gives me an apologetic smile and mouths me a 'happy birthday'. I smile at him. I sometimes wonder how did a torturous, mean, narcissistic girl like Amanda get a boyfriend like Josh. He's funny, kind, smart and charming. I'll be honest, I used to crush on him when I was in the ninth grade, but now I'm in the twelfth; so that was a long time ago.

"Avanna Grace Thalamus, you're eighteen today! Happy birthday!" Jenna excitedly squeals. I smile at her, her sandy blonde hair compliments her beautiful blue eyes.

"Thank you." She hands me a slender box covered with glittery silver gift paper.

"You didn't have to" I tell her.

"Oh, shut up. It's your birthday" she beams.

"I guess. Thank you" I examine the token.

"So you calling us for dinner tonight? My mom and dad are going to be busy and I and George were planning..."

"It's alright" I cut her off.

"It's not alright. It's your birthday."

"My dad has some project he's working on, Rose got a job and just started this week and mom's going to be late. The hospital's very busy, flu season" I explain.

"You're going to be alone on your birthday. You need company."

"No Jenna. You and George have fun. Please" I say.

"Fine."

            The day goes on as usual, class after class. Jenna and I share couple of classes together. Soon the school ends and we bid our farewells. I catch my bus, taking a window seat. Recalling the day's events. Nothing interesting. I try to decipher this sudden feeling in the pit of my gut. I'm scared, excited and tensed. Something is coming up, I know it. I can almost sense it or is it because I'm feeling a year older? The feeling of being eighteen? I get down on the stop and make way towards my house, the porch was empty which means my mom isn't home. I look at my room's window and something momentarily catches my eye. A guy stands at my window. I think he's blond but I couldn't make out, I squint my eyes for better vision.

"Avanna" I snap my head to the direction my name was called from.

"Mrs. Davis" I smile.

"Happy birthday! I made you a cake" she hands me a medium sized container.

"Thank you, that's very sweat of you" I smile at the lady with greying hair, she has always been my favourite neighbour.

"I know how busy your parents are, so I thought I'd make a cake in case your mother didn't make up any time. Oh alright, I have some grocery shopping to do. Have a good day, darling" she beams and walks away.

"You too, Mrs. Davis. Have a good day."

I look back at the window; no one. I'm damn hell not hallucinating. I jog to the porch with the container in my hand and my bag. I pull out the key to the front door from under the door mat. I swiftly unlock the door and rush inside. I drop the container at the kitchen counter and sprint upstairs to my room. Someone's in there. Either the house has been robbed or that person is a trained assassin but I was not hallucinating. My steps drop speed and I take a long breath before pushing the door open with a bang. My eyes wildly search the room for evidence that someone was here. I dropped my bag on my bed when I find no such evidence. I walk to the bathroom and wash my face and exit to my room to change my clothing. I look through the window, the sky was grey, it was like sadness filled the atmosphere. The sky held its own tragic stories and suddenly I felt the same way too. I was a joke for everyone in school, they made fun of me, I was always isolated and this has been happening for a long time. Maybe I am not the skinniest girl around, maybe I am not blonde but I'm still a human. Everyone has the right to enjoy their life with friends. I sigh and walk towards the closet. I randomly pull out a t - shirt and a pair of leggings. I  unbutton my shirt and bring up my fresh t-shirt that I pulled out from my closet. My eyes fall on my bed, there he is, a boy sitting on my bed and watching me with a smirk. I realize what was happening, I cover my chest with my shirt. Suddenly, fear takes over me and I shout my life out.

"I swear I wasn't looking" the boys says with a very peculiar accent.

"Don't look" I commend. He covers his eyes with his hands. I quickly put on the t-shirt.

"Who are you and why are you here? Get out before I call the police" I shout again, this time no more signs of fear. The boy has blond hair and the brown roots are very prominent and has beautiful blue eyes, he looks mesmerising but he could be my murderer.

"Go on, call the police. You'll be known as a lunatic after that" he smirks.

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Author's note :

Soooo, here's the first chapter. Do comment and vote!

-Pree