Shawn's POV
Everyone looked happier once we got food into us. We were all tired from almost two days of flying, particularlly Niall and I, but no one wanted to go to bed.
"So why did we get dragged into this?" Zayn asked finally, indicating him, the boys, Perrie, and Eleanor.
"They would've caught you," Niall said. I could tell he was editing out the torture they would've been put through. They didn't need to know that, "They would've used you to find Shawn and me."
Liam nodded from where he was sitting, "Makes sense."
There was silence. I looked around the flames at all the people. 1, 2, I began to count in my head, 8. Eight people helping me escape from the law. I wracked my brain, trying to think if any other time this many people had helped me. Never
My mom used to help me. Right up until 5 years ago, when I was 14. That's when I used my gift at school. I was defending myself, trying to run away from a fight, when someone had grabbed me from behind. Knee-jerk reaction was to get them off at all costs. That meant telepathically tossing them off.
I had run home as fast as my mind would take me and started to pack. Mom packed me food, cash, and a credit card so I could get back on my feet. for safety reasons, she burned my passport and school ID but she promised to never forget me. She sent me out the door without letting my dad or any of my siblings know what was going on, it was better to keep them clueless incase the police came knocking.
The last thing I grabbed was my iPod. About a mile out of my tiny hometown of Calander,Scotland, I turned up the music so loud, it drowned out my thoughts entirely. "Torn" by Natalie Imbruglia began wailing in my ears, making me tear up, but I kept running. I had nothing left to live for but I still ran.
"Shawn?" a Cheshire accent cut into my thoughts.
"What?" I Asked, blinking and looking around.
"Over here; I was wondering if you wanted some tea before bed," Harry kindly insisted.
I nodded, "Yeah, thanks Harry."
He nodded and disappeared into the house.
Istared into the flames as everyone discussed the Ireland vs. Germany football game tomorrow. My eyes watched a burning log split whail words rolled through my head, "There's nothing left, I used to cry. My conversation has rundry, that's what's going on. Nothing's fine, I'm torn."
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Forever Hidden (Niall Horan)
FanfictionShawn Rhoades has an odd and rare power of telekinesis. She lives in London hiding from the government as they want to take advantage of her powers. While walking along in her temporary home town, Niall Horan notices her, thinking that Shawn may be...
