-ON HOLD- Afterwards

Part 3: I Want This To Be Over

Someone wants to kill you.

Someone is going to kill you.

You're never going to be able to escape what happened. 

Dad rubs my back in circles, rocking me back and forth. "I'm so sorry." He murmurs.

"We're back!" Niall's voice rings throughout the bus. "Guys?!"

"Niall, back here." Mum waves him towards us. The boys come walking through the bus, lead by the her.

"What happened?!" They squawk in unison and rush over to sit around us.

"Here." Dad hands them my phone that was full of the threatening texts.

"He's going to get Danny?!" Harry shouts, eyes widening. My cries get louder at the thought of him being killed.

"Another one came in." Liam frowns. Before any of them can object, I snatch the phone to read it over.

Danny is gone. Who's next? Your beloved mother, Eleanor?

Linked to the text was a picture of blood on the wall. My heart sinks into the pit of my stomach and I stare blankly at the words.

I clamber off of dad's lap and make a break off the bus. My white converse slap against the wet pavement as I run down the street. It was still drizzling a little bit but I didn't care enough to stop.

I could hear someone running behind me but I don't bother to see who it was. I didn't care. I had to get away from them if I want them to live. This person's real target is me, I just need to get as far away as possible.

"Allison!" My favorite Irish voice calls after me, two arms latching around my waist.

"Please let me go! I have to get away from you! He's going to kill you!" I choke out through my tears while he turns me around to face him.

"He's not going to kill me, Ali." Niall wipes away my tears, knowing he still knew they wouldn't stop.

"He killed Danny! Now he's going to kill mum and everyone else!" I sob.

"They won't touch any of us." Niall shakes his head. "Anyone like this has to know that when you lose these people you stop fighting. All they want is for you to fight until you run out of energy. No one's going to get hurt."

"He still wants to get me." I croak. "He wants me to die. He is going to kill me if he hurts you guys or not."

"Remember what I promised you, I'm not letting him touch you." Niall ruffles my blonde hair.

"NIALL, ALLISON, ARE YOU ON A DATE?!"

"ALLISON, WHY ARE YOU CRYING?!"

"DID YOU JUST BREAK UP?!"

"WHERE IS THE REST OF ONE DIRECTION?!"

"IS IT TRUE THAT YOU'RE CHEATING ON ALLISON?!"

"THERE IS A RUMOR GOING AROUND THAT ALLISON IS PREGNANT!"

"WHY HAVEN'T YOU BEEN AS PUBLIC WITH YOUR RELATIONSHIP RECENTLY?!" 

Niall wraps his arms around my waist, picking me up and beginning to carry me out of the large crowd of paps. They continue following as Niall runs with me towards the bus. My phone buzzes in my pockets. I bring it out, reading over the text.

Two down, how many more to go? What about your oh so precious boyfriend?

"Stop, stop!" I yell, pounding my fists against his chest. "Niall, stop, please!" He plops me back down on the ground. "I love you! Don't forget that!" I cling onto his t-shirt and stand on my tippy-toes to be level with him.

"Uhmm...Ali, what are you doing?" Niall asks, shocked at me coming onto him in front of the paparazzi.

"Please, please, promise me!" I shriek.

"I promise." Niall replies. "Shhh, what's wrong? Let's just go back to the bus." When I hear a gun shot my only thought is to tackle him to the ground. "Allison, what-" I crash my lips onto his, wanting everything to go away.

I climb off of the blonde headed boy, leaning my back against a random bin. I take my hands and drag my fingernails along my face. My heart pounds in my chest and my brain is tossed against my skull. Tears rush from my eyes as I begin shaking. The flashes continue to stretch across me and at Niall lying cluless on the pavement.

"GOD, I WANT THIS TO BE OVER!" I scream as loud as my throat will let me and continue scratching my face. I collapse onto my side, my head hitting the ground, making everything go black.

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*Niall's POV*

"You should think about taking her to a therapist, this is natural for a girl with her past, but I am very concerned about what is going on inside her head." The doctor explains to the lads and I.

"Well, what could be happening?" Louis asks, beginning to bite his nails like I already was. Allison has always told us that we need to break that habit, even though she does it too. I'm getting off track.

"Honestly, at this point anything is possible. Swelling, bleeding, a tumor, severe damage." He lists off. "We're going to try to get her in before she wakes up, but if we can't we will need your help to get her calmed down. She's going to be on edge for a while considering what happened on the street back there. You reacted quickly with this and that's what saved her life. You got really lucky this time." He picks his clipboard off the table then walks out of the room.

"Oh God." I dig my face into my hands as tears spill out of my eyes.

"Nialler, it's gonna be ok." Zayn begins rubbing my back. I knew he was half crying too. We all were, today was too much.

"You don't know that." I force out.

"Let's go." Louis lifts me up out of my chair. He pulls me through the front doors of the hospital and out into the light snow. "Come here." He wraps his arms around me and I dig my head into his neck. "She's gonna be fine, you know that. She has pulled through so many things before so she can get through this."

"What if her whole brain turned around?! What if we're right back where we started when you first adopted her and she doesn't want us to touch her?!" I screech.

"We're going to get through this together, Niall." Louis tells me. "It's gonna be alright, I promise.