Fate

Chapter 7- Not a big deal?

Niall's POV

"what does she mean she fixed your cut?" Zayn asked. I didn't know what to answer. I didn't really want to tell them about the guy with the gun--but, why would they care so much?

"Why do you care so much?" I asked, a bit too coldly. The guys were taken aback at my sudden rudeness. I quickly hurried to amend it, "um, I was just asking, because it's not that big of a--"

"Not that big of a deal?" Harry interrupted, "We don't know this girl Niall. You can't just walk into a random home, and ask for her to fix your cut."

"Her name is Allyson." I replied. But that was the only thing I said. I couldn't say anything else.

"look," Harry continued, "she seems awesome, and really nice, but she doesn't know who she is Niall. That thing with the gun earlier..." he trailed off, not

Knowing what to say next. I stated at the table, and played with my fingers. What was that thing with the gun? There were so many questions that I couldn't keep up with them all.

I looked up to face the boys. Liam was by the window, staring at the town ruins. Harry and Zayn were lying down on the two sofas, and Louis who has been surprisingly quiet for awhile was shuffling his feet on the ground.

"I can't take this anymore." He said, breaking the silence, "we can't stay here forever! We have our lives to get back to. Our careers? Our fans? Remember them? I have Eleanor to get back to..." he sat back down, unable to speak or move. The house was silent for awhile. I heard the bathroom door opening and closing. Allyson. She walked into the kitchen, threw the first aid kit under the sink, and scurried to the 2nd bedroom bumping her hip into the corner of the table. She winced, and slowed her pace.

"Allyson wait." I called.

She stopped and turned around, her cheeks were stained with tears.

"What is there to say Niall?" she snapped at me.

?"That you think I'm crazy for knowing the exact location of that gun? That you can fix anything with the snap of your fingers? That it's all going to be all right? Well it's not Niall. It's not alright." she broke into a fit of sobs, sitting down beside me she held her face in her hands.

"Things will never be alright."

"It's more than a feeling..more than a feeling till I see Mary Anne walk away..."

We all stared at Harry, as he almost ripped the pockets of his pants apart as he grabbed for his phone.

"Hello?" he said. We all stared at him anxiously, "Yes...we don't....yeah...No, we have another person with us .alright....kay...bye." he hung up and put his phone away. He took a deep breath. "they called back!" he exclaimed, a wide grin on his face from ear to ear. I smiled and jumped up and the air. We were going back! Everything was going to be alright again!

I ran over towards Zayn, trapping him in a bear hug. I heard the sudden movement as a chair squeaked, and footsteps walked towards the second bedroom.

"wait."I began walking towards the door.

"Don't worry about me Niall," she said opening the door a bit, "you have a life to get back to. I'm still trying to figure out mine." and with that she closed the door. I leaned up against the door frame.

I have life to get back to, a family! Yet she doesn't know who she is. I wish I could help her. Allyson was wrong.

Things will be alright.