The Only Reason [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 11 Always Around

                                        I woke up to a beautiful dream. I saw myself with the lads on the stage, thanking the massive cheering crowd. I don't know what I was doing up there, but I surely was overwhelmed by the huge mass of people. I was taking in the whole scene and loud praises, when suddenly everything turned black and then it returned to normal- to my ceiling. I rubbed my eyes and lousily walked to the bathroom - school. Noooooooooooo! But you have to go, your parents- well in my case, mom- wouldn't let you miss school for one single day. After getting ready, I ran down to grab my lunch box and water bottle. But then yesternight's drama came back to me, so I slowed down and walked in calmly. George flashed a smile, mom did too, while dad couldn't remove his eyes from the newspaper. After wishing everyone 'Good morning' and finishing my mug of milk, I took my things and went out, waving everyone bye. For one surprising moment, it seemed that dad raised his hand to wave me bye. But then he turned the page of the newspaper and buried his head in it. Oh, how I wish, that he'd see me too. That there would be no drama in the house. We all will live together happily, like a family does. But then again, I want to be left alone by myself, I want my privacy. Life is so hard, harder than physics. That reminded me, I need to leave, not to stand at the door and think to myself.

                                         I almost ran my way to where the rest of my friends- friends, I just wanted to laugh out loud, but no, they already think I'm crazy- were standing. And we left for school, our boring school, which others- don't know why- find good. The whole day passed, just like everyday. I just wanted to run away from here. Now I realize why everyone hates school. My previous school was awesome, but this one totally sucks. I had friends there, the teachers were so friendly n good. Here, no one can either see or hear me, the teachers totally detest me, and I hate this school. I just wanted to live with the boys, make my own identity, not to be known as the weirdo in the class. Yeah, class. No one else except my classmates know me in school. Everyone's like- How long have you been in the school? I've seen you for the first time. Hard life of a fangirl. Stay quiet at school, go crazy in front of your computer/cell phone screen.

                                          The whole week passed by, just the same like everyday. Sweating morning prayers while screaming in your head "KEVIIIIIIIIIIINN!!", boring lectures where you can't understand a thing, being treated like a white crayon. I wanted to write an anonymous letter to teacher asking him to make the lectures more fun and interesting. But thankfully, there was no drama at home.

                                          Although I felt thankful for no more fights or anything at home, I still felt incomplete. My Niall hadn't showed up for this whole week. My angel...did he leave me? My heart spoke up- Dear Niall, you left me?

No, an angelic voice replied, and I instantly knew it was him.

Then where are you? You haven't come for a whole week, I miss you so much.

I have been there, you were too busy to see. I missed you too, but homework has eaten you up, he laughed. I'm always there, around you, in your heart. Just think of me and I'll be there.                                           I opened my eyes and found him sitting on the floor, his back relying on my legs, although I felt no weight or pressure. Of course, he's not real, but than he's he just the way he is. Tongue-twister. I smiled at him and his face brightened up with a huge grin. Than he got up and sat beside me, and we started talking as if we are meeting after a century. This will definitely creep out my family, catching me talk to nobody. Mom will pray for my good-being and probably take me to the priest. Geo will definitely push me into a psychiatrist's chamber. But like I care. I pushed these thoughts aside and concentrated on the fact that I'm with him and we continued talking. We kept talking even after midnight, knowing I had no school next day.

                                           I didn't realize when our sitting position changed into sleeping. We were lying on my bed, facing each other. I was on the wall's side, often running my fingers on the cold brick structure. Then it came to me. What would it feel like touching Niall's warm face, his lips. Or running my fingers through his blonde hair. I forwarded my hand towards him, to which he cringed away.

"What?" he asked in an amused tone.

"Nothing, just wanted to touch you", I replied shyly.

"I wanted to", he brought his face closer and a smirk grew up on his face. His intentions didn't seem right. Yet, I wanted to know so badly what he wanted.

"Wanted to what?"

"Wanted to kiss you", he whispered the last two words in my ears.

                                          My heart skipped at his words. He wanted to kiss me. He wanted to kiss me. My feeling were not stable anymore. He got up on his elbow and brought his face closer to mine. I closed my eyes, afraid to look in his eyes and go into coma. I wanted to feel this moment. To remember it for ever. And just when our lips were about to touch, he vanished. Out of nowhere came a voice- just wait for the right time darling. Honestly, it scared me at first. But then everything seemed to set back in place. Obviously, he's just an imagination, this couldn't be true in anyway. But my heart was still thumping. The nervousness hadn't faded away, my feelings still weren't stable. I tried to calm down and after some time- almost ten minutes- I finally could breathe normally. At first I begged my heart to stop imagining things and people- well, Niall to be specific. It was getting too hard. My emotions, relations, life, everything was in turmoil. But then it struck me, going away from him is going away from myself. He had become such an important part of me, I can't spend a day peacefully without thinking of him. But I'd let out those words like an arrow from a bow. They can't be taken back. I got regretful at what I had just done and cursed myself, when a whisper repeated those golden words in my ear-  I'm always there, around you, in your heart. Just think of me and I'll be there. I smiled, and peacefully went to sleep, knowing my angel is always there.

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