Worrying about how I look isn't something I normally have to deal with, as I am not seen. However, that has changed. This is the part I hate the most about what I do - being confined in a human body, being looked upon and constantly judged. Although however much I hate it, it is necessary to protect Niall.
I look to the clock and see it is early in the morning. I know Niall will be asleep long into the afternoon - as he does when he has nothing scheduled - giving me plenty of time. I left his house earlier when I realized I was now visible. It would be kind of weird to find a strange female in your house. He probably would have taken me as some psycho and not believed a word I said, so it was crucial that I left his house as soon as I could.
I look at the tired looking woman in the mirror with tangled hair and sigh dejectedly. This happens every time. I don't worry about my appearance when I am in my spirit state, causing me to look like a homeless beggar whenever I transition back into my human form.
I mess with my hair. Maybe I should dye it again, get rid of the horrid chunky blonde highlights and go back to my natural brown, I think to myself. Or I can just cut it and get a new style.
It is always tricky dealing with my appearance, such as my hair. I can mess with my appearance in whichever way I want when I am in my human form, however it doesn't change. Twenty years later I can come back into my human body to see I look like a blast from the past.
Being stuck with these horrendous chunky blonde highlights from the 90s is something I have to rectify before I go to Niall's house. I leave to go get my hair done and I settle on a natural looking ombre with my natural brown color as the base. My mind had gravitated towards the bright colors that looked so enticing and fun, but I needed to be somewhat sensible.
I drive back to Niall's house, thinking of what I'm going to say. "Hey I've been protecting you since you were a newborn..." No. I could not say that.
I absentmindedly turn the radio on and not surprisingly, One Direction is playing.
Because waking up beside you I'm a loaded gun and I can't contain this anymore, I'm all yours now I got no control... My fingers drum to the beat on my steering wheel as I sing along. I know every word to every song since I've been to every concert and every practice - everything. Besides that, they have amazing vocals and the songs are really good.
I park my old Buick A few blocks from Niall's house. I then close my eyes and think of his front door, what it looks like, what it smells like, and when I open my eyes, I'm there. I have the gift to teleport to whatever place I think about.
I check the clock on my phone and sigh with relief when I realize he is probably still sleeping which means he's not awake to see me on his security system. I gingerly knock four times on his door, and then after a few moments and realize it was probably not loud enough, I pound on the door four times again.
A sleepy Niall with messy bedhead opened the door, shirtless with his sweatpants hanging low on his waist. Not an unfamiliar sight to me.
"Hello," I smile. Niall just stands there and stares for a few moments. He must be really tired, I think. "Hello?" I wave my hand in his face. "Ni, you there?
"Oh uh sorry. I was just having a moment of déjà vu. It doesn't happen often." He pauses for a moment, looking at me again. "Ok, this might seem like a strange question, but do I know you?" Niall ruffles his hand through his messy hair.
I hesitate for a moment, considering my answer. "Yes and no," I reply.
"Well who the hell are you?" He asks quizzically.
I give him a small smile in return. "I'm your guardian angel, Niall."
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It looks like a lot less on the computer. :0
oMG DID YOU SEE THEM SING NO CONTROL IN BRUSSELS????? I think i might have died.
Ok I know this wasn't much, but I wanted to end it there and ye. I don't write super long descriptive chapters that are like 8 pages long, because I just don't. I don't like writing super long chapters and I don't like reading them so....
They shouldn't all be this short though. Anywho, I hope you like what little I wrote and hopefully can get another chapter up in the next week or so. I am a busy person, even in the summer. haha.
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Guardian Angel
FanfictionIn a world where murder runs rampant and many people die before their time, there are tales. Tales of mysterious beings that protect you no matter what. Some call them Guardian angels. From the time you are born to the moment you die, you have one o...