Ghost [Niall Horan]

Chapter 4

The harsh sunlight harrases me to get up from the bed. I had never realised when I had fallen asleep but I did. I recall last night's events. And I was right. Just as I thought it to be. The boy would be gone. I reckon, Niall was his name. He surely had the most beautiful pair of blue eyes. Even though I wasn't that of a fan of him, I mean he passed his hand through me. A very cold and vicious hand, that too. You can't blame me. But it surely was a birthday I wouldn't easily forget. It was indeed very eventful, very. I groggily get up from bed, walking back and forth and questioning if I should go to school or not. I have to obviously stick to the former.

"Mom! I'm going to be late" I shout as I get down the stairs.

"Your cereal's on the table" she says as she rushes with her toast and a cup of coffee. I shove the cereal into my mouth as much as I can, without blocking my windpipe. I kiss my mom's cheek before running out of the door with my school bag. I almost miss my bus, almost. As always I take a seat in the corner. Avoiding everyone's gaze and without much socializing. I settle down to recalling last night's events. Niall. Almighty. Ghost. Dead. Ghost. Cold.

"Aye girl! You should get down now" I hear a rough voice which sounds more rusty with the age of time. I look up to see the bus driver turned to my direction from his seat. I look around, only to see that the bus isn't in motion and has empty seats now. It hits me, what exactly is happening.

"Sorry" I rush out of the bus. I keep my head low and walk to my locker.

"Miss me?" A somewhat familiar voice spoke. It seemed new, but somehow I felt I had heard the voice before. I snap my head up to see a blond guy. Familiar blue eyes. That hauntingly charming smile. That ghost guy who literally freezed me to death. I am right now questioning myself, what am I doing with my life? A ghost, a dead person shows up in my bedroom on my eighteenth birthday. My mother cannot witness this. She is not liable to see him. He is a phantom first of all. I should try to get rid of it. Sprinkle holy water all over the place? And I'm thinking of letting it go because I am tired of everything. Every misfortune that ever occurs in my life. I am tired of it all. He stands in front of me. I am aware that people cannot see him. Talking back to him would further raise my bars of being a weirdo. I walk past him. Trying to ignore the wanderer. A soul without the pure form of a true body.

"Hey girl! You just don't walk away when I'm talking to you" he spoke again. Probably following me, because the cold radiating from his body didn't seem to cease. The cold making me shiver. I walked across the hall to reach my locker, unfortunately it was occupied. Amanda and Josh were making out whilst leaning onto my locker. Exactly! That's what! The entire Universe's misfortunes drown on me.

"Never been kissed?" I jerk at the question. Niall stands besides me and I fold my hands trying to protect myself from the cold.

"Don't talk to me. You were supposed to leave" I said with minimal lip movement.

"Alright! I'll then just give my opinion on people" he cleared his throat. I backed up and leaned against the wall. Waiting for Amanda and Josh's make out session to be over. I watch the other students walk by. All in groups and couples. I wonder what's it like to be socially acceptable. But I still consider myself lucky to have a friend like Jenna. Wonder where is she?

"The couple making out" Niall points.

"Amanda and Josh" I mouth, quickly looking around if people notice me. Fortunately, I'm almost invisible like Niall. A ghost. Nobody notices me.

"The girl's quite an item."

"She's the most vicious person" I reply, not loudly. He laughs.

"The guy. I don't like him. I could have been the one kissing her" he says. I almost wanted to laugh. But refrain. I wonder what kind of a person was Niall when he was alive. Was he one of those jocks?

" Unfortunately you're dead" I mumble.

"That's the only problem. You know, if you maintain yourself you could actually be of her level. But you don't. What a pity! You make yourself pale" he tells me. The cold slowly biting at my skin.

"I didn't ask for your opinion on me."

"Do your squats regularly and eat your veggies" he continues. It takes me couple of minutes to register that he was mocking me. I sigh. I've been called worse. The bell rings and I walk up to my locker. Amanda notices me and pulls Josh closer to her. "loser" she laughs and they walk away.

"That was rude" Niall soon appears.

"You are too. Why aren't you leaving yet?" I say.

"Well, I ain't leaving soon."

"Why?"

"I'm here for you, baby" he laughs, holding his stomach. "Just kiddin'. Oh God! The look on your face" he laughs.

"Whatever." I pull out the books needed from my locker. I rush to Math.

"Two pie r square" the teacher says out the formula while doing the sum.

"That guy is doodling tits" Niall appears out of the wall and sits on the empty chair next to me. The cold hitting me again. I pay no head to him and continue with my sum.

"Math was never my subject" he speaks.

"Are you giving me the silent treatment? Hot" he laughs. He's annoying.

"You like white lilies? Classic flowers" he says. White lilies are my most favourite flowers. They show purity.

"Yes" I say.

"Finally. I thought you lost your voice" he chuckles.

"What's her name?" Niall points to a raven haired girl.

"Illeana."

"Nice ass she got" he studies her further. I nod my head in disapproval. Boys.

"You're very annoying" I tell him as quietly as I can.

"I'm a bit of everything. Everybody used to like me. You're quite the opposite. Wonder why God choose you for me to be stuck with for a while" he tells me with a smile. Stuck with for a while? What on earth is going on?

Courage is fear that has said it's prayers.

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