Second Chances

Chapter Fifteen

~A/N~

Have you guys seen the kiss you music video?! OMFG I WAS FREAKING OUT OMG THEY'RE PERFECT.

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It was Niall.

"What are you gonna do? You don't scare me!" Josh yelled.

This is going to be bad.

I don't want Niall to get hurt.

Niall walked over and punched Josh in the face.

I closed my eyes. I couldn't bare to watch.

I opened one eye to peak at the fight. Josh had dropped the knife and Niall was trying to grab it. Josh got on top of Niall.

"If you take that knife, I'll hurt your precious Julia." Josh said through gritted teeth.

Yours?

His?

What is going on?

I closed my eyes again.

Before Niall could get to me, Josh shoved the knife into my stomach. My eyes shot open. I couldn't even breathe.

*End of Nightmare*

(**Last chapter I wrote Flashback but I meant nightmare!***)

I woke up and I was breathing really heavy. I was tangled in my sheets.

Ew. I was sweaty... once again.

'Ugh. Another nightmare.' I thought.

I looked over at my alarm clock.

6:34

Awesome.

I felt as if I hadn't slept in four weeks. I threw myself back down.

That nightmare was so weird.

Why was Niall even there?

Why did Josh call me "Niall's"?

My mind raced as I realized it was just a nightmare. And ONLY a nightmare. It wasn't real life. I have to stop over thinking things.

I drifted back to sleep for another hour. When I woke up again it was around 7:45.

I quickly got ready for work following my daily routine.

I walked to work because I don't have a car and I don't want to bother Niall, he's most likely sleeping.

He always picks me up though. As long a he's not sleeping, he said he doesn't mind.

I returned to my familiar spot behind the register, next to Kate.

"Three days!" She winked.

I grinned evilly knowing she had something big planned for my birthday.

That's just who she is. She's an "over-the-top" kind of girl.

And considering that's all I've been telling her about in the past week, I know she's got something up her sleeve.

I'm such a little kid. I ALWAYS get so excited for my birthday. The entire day always feels special. It's weird. I feel like it's the one time every year that I feel like I'm special. I love it.

"So what do have planned?" I winked trying to get some answers out of her.

Zipping her lips with an imaginary zipper, she threw an imaginary key over her shoulder. "I'm not telling." She winked back.