"Shhhh," I told myself as I quietly crept down the stairs of the old house. "Don't be too loud, don't be too loud" I continued, amusing myself by the sound of my childish ways.
I continued to creep down the stairs, glancing from side to side, trying to not be seen in the old, empty house.
I stepped on the bottom stair lightly, but my body weight over-powered the old creaky step, and it buckled under me.
Crap.
The stair came to a crash and I landed on the ground ungracefully and crumbled, just as the stair had.
I began to regret coming here as I panicked frantically around the room.
I just came here to find some peace. To get away. I don't understand why I have to be such an idiot.
Nobody understands me, to be completely honest.
"I shouldn't be here, I shouldn't be here, what the hell am I doing here"
I say aloud as Many thoughts rush through me as I scramble to my feet, trying to get out of the mess I had made.
I continued to try and put the step together as I slammed my fists in the ground, groaning loudly.
"FUCK,"
I looked down at my now red and slightly bloody knuckles and continued to curse in my mind.
I started to mumble cuss words and I tried to stand up from my position on the ground.
As I got to my feet, I dusted off my legs and shook my head.
I found this house while I was walking down the street. My hotel isn't far from here but I have been walking for awhile.
I pulled my phone out to look at the time, '2:27' it read.
Holy shit I've been walking for 3 hours.
I don't know why I didn't bring my car.
I just, I had to get out of there. I couldn't stand to talk about the things I have done. And I refuse to.
I turned to walk out the front door and my foot slipped on the ruins from the stair I had previously broken.
I fell to the ground with a loud THUNK and let out a semi-loud yelp.
OWE
I started to whisper to myself as I laid my top half down on the ground, throwing both my arms over my eyes.
Damn.
That really hurt.
I could feel that I was going to be sore the next day from my fall.
I pushed myself up off the ground and set my hands on my knees as I inhaled.
I began to walk with a limp a bit at first but I quickly went back to normal.
Turning around, I opened the front door and slammed into an unknown body and began to panic.
"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry, I know I'm not supposed to be here, I'm leaving--,"
I stopped in my tracks as I looked into the familiar blue eyes that I had known as a teenager.
I stumbled backwards and continued to look at him as he talked, but I couldn't understand what he was saying due to my mind rambling on at the moment.
Niall Horan.
I stepped back and let my body do what it wanted.... I fainted.
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