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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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⏰ Last updated: Jun 13, 2015 ⏰

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