above the sky or down the hell (Harry styles and Niall horan fan fiction)

Well...another Story for another time.. - Chapter 3

*back to now* 

Anyways..yep, that's how I died; that's how most of us died. A stupid car accident. A thing that is so ordinary, so boring so..real, that I couldn't understand what had happened after I died. I've seen it all. Every little ounce of pain that my, or better our death caused the people we loved. Well, speaking for the boys, it was literally the whole world. Three of them died in that accident, four people with me...hm four, kinda ironically, isn't it? I seemed to hear that word very often at that time. That's one of the reasons I believe it was fate..we were destined to die that night..Harry, Niall, Liam and me. So many people waste so much time, thinking about how they may die, instead of making their life worth living while it lasts. They spend their days doing speculations, horror szenarios which turns them so upside down, that they won't even go out regulary anymore. Eventually, I was one of those people until I met the boys. It isn't easy, you know...realising that the fear of what could happen outside, is what keeps you inside, where you feel safe. That place is something everyone of us knows instinctively. Think about it, you have always that one place you run to if you're upset or angry or hurt. But somehow those boys could change it all, they made me a believer, because I truly believed in them and if I ever did a right thing, that was the most right thing to be ever done..believing that they won't let me down because they really never did, not in life and not in death.

That's how Luc and I found each other, we landed here immediately, basically fell asleep in that car and wake up in the burning flames of hell, funny, isn't it.? Almost like in that Taylor Swift song where she talks how the devil can be pulling you towards someone who looks..so much like an angel when he smiles at you. Little did she know that she would end up in heaven just like my sunshine did. Sometimes I really miss him...Niall. I miss everything about him. The beautiful colour of his eyes, that amazing piercing blue which changes into lighter or darker shades of blue, like an ocean when it's peaceful or in a storm. So unique.. so indescribable and irresistable. Maybe..if his life had lasted as long as he deserved it, he would have gotten truly happy. At least, that's what I think. Because he deserved to be happy..and still deserves it. And that's where H- Luc comes into the picture. The way we ended up down here, together and in matching clothes and with the same strangely changed eyecolours didn't leave much room for interpretation. We were destined to be here, together.