Ghost [Niall Horan]

Chapter 8

       Jenna as always was fit. She always looks gorgeous, no matter what she wore. Therefore, everyone wants her. But she doesn't know that. And me on the contrary, I'm plain and boring. Jenna was taken away from me by a bunch of guys so that she could join them in a game. She worried that I'd be alone but I came here so that she could cheer up. That was the soul purpose. She went with them and joined whatever game they were playing. I, on the other hand knew only about only four percent of the entire population and that four percent weren't around. Hence, I ended up alone in a corner. Alone in a couch with a coke in my hand. Final conclusion; forever alone. I watch as couples made out, danced, played weird games. Everyone was enjoying the night.

"Miss me?" I see Niall walk through the wall beside the couch I sit in and the cold immediately hits me.

"Keep imagining" I say. Wonder if he heard me over the loud music.

"I wouldn't keep imagining things if you wouldn't have looked so beautiful tonight" he smiles. Is this ass of a ghost trying to flirt?

"What the hell?" I grimace.

"What?" He defends.

"What?" I repeat after him. He looks at me, studies my facial expression.

"Where's your Josh darling?" He smirks. I'd punch you if you keep giving me that smirk but unfortunately, my hand would pass through your pretty little sh*t of a face.

"How am I supposed to know?" I say, uninterested.

"You should, because he's watching you with bright little gay puppy eyes" Niall laughs. I scrunch my nose at his comment. I look around to spot out Josh.

"And your eyes will meet with his" Niall predicts. Just as the sentence finishes, I spot Josh and our eyes meet.

"And now he'll turn away" Niall further speaks and Josh turns away. "Now, he's talking to that girl acting like he never noticed you."

"How'd you know?" I look at Niall.

"I'm a scary ghost, if you reckon" his stupid smirk plasters his face.

"If you think you're scary, my views on you differ" I say calmly. He squints his eyes and looks at me for a second. "You're wearing a black underwear set, tonight" he says with a straight face. I choke on my drink. "Breathe and gulp. It'll save your life."

"You are a shameless....." I couldn't continue as I see Josh approach.

"You look really.... wow...pretty" Niall says in a weird nasal accent.

"You look really....wow...pretty" Josh speaks as he looks at me from top to bottom.

"Boring pick up line, bruh" Niall speaks, which definitely Josh can't hear.

"Um... Thanks. I guess" I say, confused with what I should reply.

"Love's in the air. Guess, I'll just strip down and get a bow and arrow.... and some wings. Niall the cupid" Niall sings in the background.

"Want to dance?" Josh offers.

"I don't like this tingly sensation in my stomach, Avanna. Stop being a giddy schoolgirl. Stop being nervous" Niall warns me. Right, what I feel , you will feel as well. So, we're being schoolgirls together.

"I don't really dance. I'm not really comfortable with that" I tell Josh.

"You're uncomfortable because you're pregnant as f**k. If you like him, get on the dance floor and shake that booty; you dummy" Niall rolls his eyes.

"Alright then, let's sit down and talk" Josh smiles.

"Of course! Uncool. Now, go ahead plan out your wedding. I'm outta here" Niall raises his hands as he speaks and then walks off through the wall. And I'm glad that it's only me who can hear Niall talk. If others heard him, he might as well be dead. Which he already is.

"So uh, how's the party?" Josh gives me a comforting smile.

"It's okay, I guess" I didn't have to shout much the music playing was a mid tempo song.

"You want another drink?"

"I'm good" I reply.

"You really look nice. Different" he shyly smiles.

Suddenly, Niall crashes through the wall he just walked into and falls onto the ground with a thud. He lay flat on the ground for sometime. What a nuisance!

"I couldn't find a booty" he says with a twisted face as he gets off the floor.

"What are you looking at?" Josh questions, following my gaze.

"I..um" before I could think of an answer, Nate saved me.

"Josh join us. We need one more person" he says and his eyes land of me, "Wow...Avanna? Hot! Mind if I borrow Josh?"

"Go on" I wave my hand. They smile and walk off. Niall takes Josh's place on the couch.

"This is boring" he tell me.

"As if I give the slightest damn to how bored you are" I cross my hands.

"You will. Give it some time" he winks.

"Sod off."

"Hell no!"

"What do you want?" I glare.

"What can I ask from you? Choices?" He grins.

"Basically, nothing. I'll give you a piece of my mind. You're annoying as f**k" I tell him.

"I didn't ask for that. Plus, you've already told me that, only so many times."

"I'll say it again" I threaten.

"You don't..."

"You're annoying" I cut him off.

"Now, you're being annoy..."

"You're annoying" I cut him off, again. He shuts his mouth and glares at me.

"You're cute" I tell him.

"What?" He raises his eyebrow.

"What?" What?  Oops, that slipped.

"Of course you cannot resist my unintentional charms. Afterall, I'm Niall" he brags. Afterall....

"I didn't mean it. In the heat of the moment...."

"I get it. No need to get defensive" he cuts me off this time.

"I want to go home" I sigh.

"Would you look a that?" Niall points. I follow his pointer finger. My eyes widen at the scene. Jenna climbs onto the table top and so does Nate and everyone cheers. They look at each other and they kiss. I click my tongue at the sight. Post break up desperation.

"What's gone into her?" I say as the cheer dies down.

"Probably trying to forget her ex-boyfriend" Niall concludes.

"It's so unlike her" I shut my eyes. It's going to be on the top list of gossips tomorrow at school.

"How many dates have you been to?" Niall quirks his eyebrow.

"None" I say with all honesty.

"As in zero? None?" He looks surprised.

"Why are you surprised?"

"Honestly, like none?" He asks again.

"Yes. None. Zero. Z-E-R-O. Which also means, never had a boyfriend and no dates" I tell him so that he won't ask for further information.

"Wow" he looks at me and studies me carefully. "I wasn't expecting that" he says, frankly.

"What about you? Have you been in love?" I smile.

"Let's not talk about that" his face falls and he gets up from the couch and he walks away.

"Niall.... wait.." but he was already gone.

Let me love you. Let me mend your broken heart.

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