Second Chances

Chapter 1

 A/N: Hey! Okay so this is my first fanfiction and I honestly don't even know if this story's going to be as good as my second fanfiction. But if you are reading this, then I'm very glade that you are :) If you like this story so far, then you should head on over and read my second story. Thanks a bunch! 

Chapter 1

The rain was pouring on us. I looked down at Arabella, remembering the different moments we use to share. When we use to go to the beach and spent hours in the water and lay down on the cool sand to watch the sunset. I remember all those times when her and I use to cook something in the kitchen and throw flour on us. I started tearing up and quickly wiped a tear away.

I saw the other boys looking soberingly at Arabella's still and dead body. Her mother, crying out her name, as they were about to close Arabella's coffin.

"Wait, could I put something in there before you close her up?" I asked the priest.

"Of course," The priest replied back.

I took out the beautiful necklace that had the letter A as the charm that was bedazzled with diamonds. Arabella wore it all the time ever since I gave it to her.

"Here's a little something before you leave me," I whispered to Arabella's dead body. "I love you......forever and always....." I said with a shudder.

I turned around and went back to my spot were I was standing. The priest told the gravediggers to start putting Arabella's coffin in the ground. I just look at her coffin with wet, filled eyes. I couldn't help but remember what happened to Arabella. I couldn't bare it anymore. I ran out from the funeral.

"Niall, wait!" I heard Zayn say behind me.

"What?! What do you want with me?!" I screamed at him.

"I-I'm just trying to help you man," Zayn said with a sad look on his face. "We're all here for you, Nialler. We care for you." Zayn continued.

"Well if you guys actually care about me, then leave me the hell alone! Nor you or any of the others understand how I feel right now! No one does! I loved Arabella! I freaking loved her! And now.....now she's gone....SHE'S FUCKING GONE!" I fell to my knees and sobbed.

Zayn came by my side and helped me get up and got me inside our car. Before I knew it, I blacked out in the car from crying so much. I don't know how I'm going to live without her.

(12 hours later)

I woke up from the sun shining in my eyes from the window. I was in my bed with only my boxers on. My suit was kept on my chair.  Zayn must have removed my clothing and tucked me to bed yesterday.

I could hear the others from downstairs, making breakfast and talking. I stood up and put my ear against the door to hear what the lads were saying.

"How long has Niall been asleep in his room?" Louis asked.

"Well, the time I brought him back to the house, it was only mid afternoon. He's been asleep all day," Zayn replied with a sadden tone.

"He honestly didn't take it well yesterday after Arabella's funeral. I wonder how long it's gonna be like this for him...?" Harry confessed.

"It'll probably be a while. You know how Niall is. He takes things a little more deeply. I just hope that he'll soon overcome this situation..." Zayn said.

"Well mate, all we can do is hope for the best," Liam replied.

"Yeah...hope for the best..." Zayn says in a quiet tone.

I stepped away from the door, sitting on the ground with my head crouched down between my knees. I sobbed for maybe half an hour, just sitting there and sobbing. The boys were really worried about me, all because of me overacting a little over Arabella's death. But I just couldn't help it, I miss Arabella so much. And I'm still recovering from the night when Arabella lost her life.