What a life

Chapter 31

Chapter 31

Nialls spirts POV

I don't know what's happening but I see Ginger in the hospital room of a strange......wait omfg that's me

Ok if I'm here and yet on that bed.....does that mean I'm dead.

"I'm so sorry"

Ginger leaves the room and turns to look back at me once more.

I follow her and watch her get into the car. Her face was covered in tears.

How did I die?

Where was the boys?

How are they going to react to my death?

These questions and more whent through my mind. I watch the road as Ginger drives.

"Niall if you can hear me, I wanted to say I love you. You were the love of my life and I will never be the same with out you. You were everything to me and now I'm lost. Please help me if you can, I can't do this without you"

My heart melts. Literally it's a bit weird how things are so literal for spirits.

But I try to put my hand on her shoulder. I go right through her!!!

"Ginger I love you to and I promise to help you as long as I'm here"

For what ever reason I think she got the seance  of my presence. I sit it the seat of the car and wait to get home.

Soon she pulls up and gets out of the car. All the boys run out and start asking her questions.

"how's our Irishman" -Louis

"when's he coming home" -Zayn

"is he ok" -Liam

"are you ok" - Harry

she blinks away tears and clears her throat.

"he is perfectly fine now, he's already home, and no I'm not ok"

The boys are very confused at first but shock registers on their faces. Zayn speaks up first

"you mean...he's.....gone"

She nods her head and tears fall down her face. The boys don't hide it and let them fall down their faces.

"how did he die." asked Liam

I became quite interested in figuring out how I died.

"it was a cancer relapse. It was in its final stages and there's nothing they could do"

I go inside the flat I can't remember whose flat it was. But I didn't look like mine.

After a few moments everyone comes in, their faces tear stained and red.

"he was a good lad"

"yes and now we lost our favorite band mate"

I turn my head up fast. Did they really just say that!!

"yeah I have to admit even tho our Larry Stylinson moments were very popular, Niall was my favorite, sorry harry"

He laughed dryly.

My next question was when was my burial.

"ok boys since I was the closest to him being his fort gf and all I think we should figure out his burial date and time."

That was strange. I wonder if I help contribute to her thoughts like I'm her conscious or something. I ain't no jimney cricket tho.

"I think we should have the viewing next Friday and the funeral saturday."

"that will do just fine"

There was a long silence but soon there was the sound of the door opening. Paul and Simon walked in.

Simon looked at them all with sympathy and sorrow. He holds out his arms and all the boys and ginger hug him.

Paul is crying to. I have never seen this but now I have.

"I'm gonna go to what was me and Nialls flat but now me and zayn share it I guess."

Ginger leaves the flat and goes to ours. I think I can leave meassages as long as she doesn't catch me. I watch her get out of her cloths and and into a pair of my sweat pants and one of my polo tees.

She goes into the bathroom looking terrible but she has something in her hand. It looks like some weird box but I see that she bought it so it can't be dangerous.

I go down stairs and grab a pice of paper and a pen. I start to write.

Dear Ginger,

   I see the effects of my death and it hurts to see even Paul cry. It hurts to see you so upset. I want you to sing at m funeral, you have a lovely clue and it could harmonize well with the boys voices. Take my place in One Direction.

    I will help you through things. Also if you want to go out with other guys it's fine by me. But if he ends up hurt for no reason then stay away from him. It's a sign.

I will always and forever love you. Those were my last words spoken to anyone. Now I have to end this letter. I will love you for all of eternity.

      Yours forever,

              Niall James Horan <3

I put the pencil down and went upstairs to give her the note. She is still in the bathroom and I hear faint sobs.

I feel a small tear escape my eye. I let it fall to the paper but it disapers as it lands. I place the paper down on the bed.

I sit down on the bed and wait for her to come out.

When she finally did come out she looks startled and confused at the note that suddenly appeared.

Her small hand reaches to pick it up. And she read the note and had even more tears in her eyes.

"niall you said you wanted me to sing but what song"

I whisper into her ear 'sing moments'.

A flash of fear and pain go through her. But she relaxes and sits on her bed that we once shared. And she took it all in. She started to talk again.

"Niall if only you knew half of my troubles. Why did you have to go it makes things so much harder now."

She laid her head on her pillow and fell asleep. I simply whent on a small walk. I didn't feel tired I had to much to think about.

I wonder what ginger was talken about?.