The Story Of My Life

Chapter Six

A/N:

The older Niall and Elizabeth are about in their late 50s just letting you guys know. I gave Nall a cane earlier due to the problems he has with his knees. Sorry if you thought they were older.

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I wake up from a small shake. I open up my eyes to see it's Niall. "Niall?" I say just above a whisper, "What are you doing here?" He shines a big, white smile in the dark and holds out his hand, "We are going out for a bit."

I look up towards the clock that reads eight-o-three in the night. "I'm not suppose to leave the room this late, let alone the hosp-" He places a finger on my lips to stop me from speaking, "Don't worry love, we are still young enough yeah?" He smiles and grabs my hand softly as he pulls me up.

He helps me get changed out of my night gown and slippers into some simple jeans, T-shirt, and sneakers. Niall slowly opens my door and looks left to right. He pulls him and I out of the room and begins walking to an exit.

We quietly exit out and jump into a red 1968 Chevrolet Camaro SS with two white strips on the hood. He takes me to the passanger side and helps me get in. He then runs to his side an slides in easily. This car seems so familiar but I can not think where I remember it. Maybe my father or neighbor owned one when I was little, or maybe there was a care show that I've seen one like this at.

As the engine roars, I come out of my thoughts and into the real world. Niall smiles at me and beings to pull out.

"Where are we going?" I say watching him as he drives. "To a special place. Don't worry, I won't hurt you." He speeds up some and contnues to drive in the dark night. I sit back in my seat and let out a small sigh. Why am I even trusting this man? Even though he looks so familiar, I shouldn't be doing this. It's so dangerous. He could tie me up and torture me.

"We're here." He smiles and turns off the car. It's a small baseball field with it's overlights shining brightly over the whole field. Right on the pitcher's mound, there is a red and white picnic blanket with a small wooden basket.

"Come on love, follow me." Niall gets out of the car and over to me. He gently opens the door and helps me out. We walk arm and arm to the mound and sit down. He lets out a sigh with a smile finishing it. I look around and see all of the empty seats. There is some trash on the gound with crushed peanut shells. A game must of been played a bit ago.

"Do you want me to continue the story?" He says reaching into the basket pulling out two wine glasses and some sprakling water. He pours the water into eavh of the glasses half way and looks back up at me. "Yes please, if that wouldn't bother you." I say staring into his pale blue eyes. They are just so, beautiful. They weren't the kind of blue that looks like the deep blue ocean or the blue that is on a blue jay. No, it was the kind of blue that was the color of those little flowers in the grass, the kind of blue in the clear morning sky, the kind of blue that is on a blue diamond. And I was fallin deeply in love with them.

"Elizabeth? Are you okay?" Niall said snapping me out of staring at his eyes. "Oh, yes. Sorry, I was just distracted by something." He nods, "So do you want me to continue the story?" "Yes please." I say with a small smile. He nods and clears his throat.

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She runs out of her closet, trying to zip up the dress. She takes a deep breath and quickly zips the dress up. She lets out the breath and smiles at herself in the mirror. It's a black peter pan collar dress. The collar is white. She pulls on some black tights and slides on some dark brown oxfords. "Lizzy!" she hears her little sister yell as she barges. "Whoa, you look so pretty Liz. Like a princess."

"Yes she does." A thick Irish accent says above a whisper. Elizabeth turns her head to see her little sister holding Nialls hand. Elizabeth smiles and lightly blushes. "Hi there Niall." she says as her sister walks away. Niall holds out his hand for Elizabeth to take, "Come on, let's go."