Ghost [Niall Horan]

Chapter 11

I give him a genuine smile and shrug off my conscience which is doing ballet in the background and is uber excited. It looks like somehow, he was telling me otherwise. Something I shouldn't know yet. Therefore, I let it be.

"You know, flaws are easy to find. They are everywhere" I tell him.

"But all flaws are not same. Some flaws can be loved. I probably sound stupid" he chuckles.

"No. You don't. Whatever you're saying makes perfect sense" I smile. He looks at me and our eyes meet. He looks down and smiles at the ground.

"She's probably having a happy married life with children. She probably even forgot my name" he says.

"Maybe" I say in his tone. A sad one.

"But I died for her. She still wouldn't care" he sighs.

"What do you mean?" I frown.

"It was her wedding day that I died" he says looking away.

"You committed suicide because she was getting married?" My eyes widen. This is ridiculous!

"No. I got into a car crash. After the wedding, I got drunk excessively. I thought drinking would fill up the void in my heart. But I ended up dying" he gives a saddened lopsided smile.

"Car crash. You were alone?"

"My friend was with me. He probably survived. I don't know" he replies monotonously.

"How'd you handle the wedding? You were there right?" I pull my knees forward and hug them.

"I told her that I moved on and that I was happy for her. I acted like I was really happy but inside.... I was breaking."

"Well, I don't think it's appropriate to call it love" I say. Trying to understand the circumstances.

"Yeah. I was stupid" he says.

"If the feelings are mutual. Then only it's called love. I don't know, I'm just saying" I tell him.

"I'll agree" he nods. "I still don't hate her. Well, sure she broke me. I died. Now I'm wandering around without the pure form of a body. But she sure got me dreaming" he looks up and lays down.

"It was fate. You can't exactly blame her for your death."

"I ain't. But sure my fate was written by some revengeful b*tch" he laughs.

"Was she pretty?" I ask. I don't know why, but I was just interested in his choice of girls, I guess.

"Pretty? She was a goddess, man. She had these beautiful blue eyes. You'd just lose the track of time if you looked into them. She had dirty blonde hair. She was basically, the most beautiful craft of God" he reminiscences.

"Wow" was all I could say. The way he describes her, she definitely has to be something.

"I've never noticed how beautiful eyes you have" I suddenly break free from my trance of thoughts as I hear him speak. I look up to see him watching me with softened features. A slight blush creeps onto my cheeks. He's been doing that lately since a couple of days. It's been a week and we've actually been blending well, unlike the first couple of days. We were both spitfires.

"They're just dull and brown" I reply.

"No. Not at all. It's actually the prettiest brown I've seen."

"Oh, the flattery" I wave my hand in front of my face.

"It's almost the end of the week. Happy one week anniversary to our friendship. Now, you're definitely my favourite girl" he laughs.

"You flatter me" I stick my tongue out.

"Am I your favourite boy? Let me guess, it's Josh" he rolls his eyes at his name.

"No. You're definitely my favourite dead boy" I tell him.

"Of course" he gives a dramatic eye roll.

"Ava. Ava!" I hear my mom call out for me.

"That's your que" Niall says.

"Come along" I tell him as I put a book mark into my book.

"Are you asking for my company?" He wiggles his eyebrows.

"You sure are stupid for a twenty-one year old" I counter.

"You sure are naive for an eighteen year old" he retorts with the same emotion I used.

"Stupid" I say.

"Naive."

"How so?" I frown.

"You don't understand things" he says arrogantly.

"Avanna!" My mom calls again. I roll my eyes at Niall and exit the tent. But he follows me anyway. Like a lost puppy. More like a lost ghost.

We create a bonfire and roast our food. It sure is cold at night. Rose and Ryan snuggle each other and laugh. I envy her, sometimes. She's pretty, smart, has a good job and definitely a very handsome boyfriend. I'm the opposite. I wonder if I even have the family's blood in me. I don't represent my parents nor my sister. I'm dull, boring and just not special. I will definitely not make a stand out in the midst of a thick crowd. That's just how it is.

"Wanna cuddle?" Niall sits next to me. My face twists into a terrible grimace. He laughs. I nod in disapproval.

"You've been looking at your sister and her boyfriend with fascination in your eyes" he says once his laugh dies down. I don't reply. I don't want my parents to have any suspicion that I'm having some mental disability. "We can cuddle if you want" he smirks.

"More like pass through my body and freeze me to death" I mumble and immediately look around if people are noticing me. Fortunately, they're busy talking amongst themselves.

"I almost forgot" he says. As if you did. "Oh, look. They're kissing" Niall points at Rose and Ryan.

"What an obscene" I say. Niall laughs. Exactly. I'm a walking joke. Everything is funny. Ha ha ha.

"I never got to kiss Catherine though. I've kissed so many girls in my life, but she was one girl I could never get" he brings out, suddenly. I look at him. The light from the fire falls on his face. Making his eyes glisten. He looks so handsome. I quickly turn my face away before he catches me staring at him.

"Maybe it was, after all never meant to be" I say with sympathy. "And sometimes you won't get what you want. Even if you having a dying wish" I tell him.

"I'm starting to believe you will soon become that dying wish" he says. My breath hitches and I let out an awkward cough. Hoping he wouldn't notice, I try to find an excuse.

"The fire's making me hot." But he had disappeared. The space next to me was now empty. He was definitely meaning to say something else. It probably slipped. I mean who says these things?

I look around and everyone is busy amongst themselves. I sigh and bring a roasted marshmallow to my mouth.

Don't consider anyone weak. Even the broken pieces of a glass cuts.

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