Mirage [n.h.]

By ubiquitousfiction

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Set in the beautiful city that never sleeps, there are two people who really didn't know that love can be fou... More

Prologue
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two
three
ANNOUNCEMENT
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five
six
seven
eight
nine
ten
eleven
twelve
thirteen
fifteen
sixteen
seventeen
eighteen
nineteen
twenty
twenty-one
twenty-two
twenty-three
twenty-four
twenty-five
twenty-six
twenty-seven
twenty-eight
twenty nine
thirty (goodbye, my mirage)
epilogue
Author's note, yeah? -d x
another author's note :-) - c x

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By ubiquitousfiction

We're dedicating this chapter to gemmaastyless! She sent us a very sweet message. Go check her story Pretty Please Don't Pinch Me!

A scandalous sound wakes me up and I jolt up to look for that ringing sound. I saw Ysabelle standing at the foot of the bed, across me at the moment. She pointed her right index finger to my right, where the bedside table is. Of course, that sound comes from my cellphone, Ysabelle doesn't have a cellphone, first of all.

She chuckles and I give her a "What the hell" look. Then, she uncontrollably laughs now, clutching her stomach.

"Why?" I ask which she tries to straighten her posture right now, but failed to do so. She's pointing at me and says something, but just air coming out of her mouth, and again clutches her stomach and laughs. I just rolled my eyes and get up, and walk passed her to go inside the restroom. I do my morning routine and open the door, and see Ysabelle, arms crossed, infront of me.

"Aren't you gonna answer your phone?" she asks, now calmed down with worried face.

"I will, after you finished being a pesky lass but I think, I really can't answer the phone because you'll be a pesky one forever" I retaliated

"Harsh. Horan, stop being a kid and answer that freaking phone already" she orders and sits on the bed which I afterwards.

I reach on the bedside table to get my eyeglasses and cellphone which is still ringing non-stop. Then, I sat on the foot of the bed, beside Ysabelle.

I look on the phone and it's Liam. Why is he calling now? Weeks ago, he's upset to me because he thought i'm a good person, but he found out i'm a culprit. The ringing stops again, and my phone shuts off. I just look on my blank phone screen when it starts ringing again. It's still Liam. I slide my index finger to the screen so I can answer on whatever is Liam's concern because of his non-stop calling. I know this one's urgent but I don't know what is it.

"Hello" I greet to Liam

He heaves a sigh before starting the conversation to me.

"Hi bro" he says.

"How are you?" I ask

"I'm good. Stressed because the company will be shutting any minute now, I think" he says and I remember the news that I saw just yesterday. Wow, that's just yesterday, it's like ages ago already.

"Oh yeah, i've watched the news. I'm sorry for that, Liam"

"Yeah, thanks. Are you doing something later evening?" he says.

I'm battling with my mind if I should say 'yes' or a 'no' because everything will be awkward after that scene I made in the office. If I say 'no', we'll be having an awkward tension with each other. I'm sure of it. But, if I say a 'yes', I'm declining him. Maybe he called me for a reason. He called because there's urgent matter that needs to be discussed? But what is it?

After minutes of battling with my mind, I finally made a decision.

"No. Why?" I simply say.

"Good, I need to tell you something, this is an important matter. I'm sorry by the way on calling you non-stop, I just really need to talk to you" he says.

"That's alright"

"Oh, By the way, We really need to catch up to each other, I think you have a girlfriend now" he says and I can feel he's smiling maniacally on the other line. What is he talking about? Girlfriend? What?

"Liam, I don't have a girlfriend. How did you say so?" I say

"Oh c'mon, don't be a sneaky mouse. Look, i'm running late for work, i'll see you later evening. I'll just text you the meeting place. Okay?" he says and we didn't have time to bid farewell because he hastily pushed the 'End' button.

What is he talking about? I found that weird. But, something clicked in my mind like a lightbulb. I look at the girl on my left and she raises her eyebrows like "What?" expression. I glare at her and shake my head.

"What?" she says

"Who's the caller? What did he say? Did he say something bad?" she rambles and I look at her.

"You answered my phone awhile ago, right?"

She bites her lips and shakes her head. True enough, it's visible that she's lying.

"Ysabelle" I say and I look at her to see she still wears that expression. Nothing changed. She's still biting her lips.

"I'm sorry. It's just that I was already awake and I heard that the phone was ringing, and I answered it, I thought that your phone is my phone and  I forgot i'm a ghost already. Too late, that I realized that your phone isn't my phone and i'm a ghost now" she pauses and sighs, "I already said a 'hello' and when reality struck me, I hit the 'End' button" she explains which I just sigh and run my fingers to my hair.

When I look at her, she's looking down, head bent lowly.

"Those are some of the things I miss. I'm sorry, again" she looks to me and offers an apologetic smile.

"Come here" I say and she scoots closer to me and I hug her. My head buried on her hair, and she hugs me back. If public will see me or us today, i'm a lunatic that needs to be brought to the mental institution. I'm hugging someone on the wind. Basically, i'm hugging the wind.

"It's alright" I say and rub her back assuring her that it's really alright. We pulled apart and she sweetly smiles again at me. I just noticed, really at this very moment, that she has a lovely smile.

"You need to help me on making an excuse on Liam though on why there's a girl who answered my phone" I chuckle and she retaliated with an 'Of course'.

"Fancy grabbing a breakfast and going back to our apartment?" I offer and really emphasized the word 'Our'.

"Let me rephrase that. Fancy grabbing your breakfast?" she says and laughs and we both started to go outside the room.

Going out, we made sure that those "Chasers" -What Ysabelle and I labeled them yesterday- aren't lurking outside and waiting for us and God knows what they'll do to us. Fortunately, they're nowhere in sight, so we proceeded for breakfast and returned to our flat.

.....

"Hey bro" Liam says, once I sat down across this booth he occupied inside Wendy's.

"Hi Liam" I say and i'm praying that he won't mention that girl who answered him awhile ago morning.

"I know you've been wondering why I asked you to meet-up with me after what happened" he begins and I nodded.

"Before i'll tell you, let's order first, i'm starving. My treat, what's your order?" he says and after arguing with him that i'll be paying mine, I give in. His treat.

Minutes after ordering, we are now eating our food. In the middle of our meal, no one talking because eventually both of us are hungry and we don't wanna be bothered while eating.

I'm sipping the soda he ordered when he wipes his mouth with napkin and starts,

"Remember Harry Styles, of course?" he asks which I place my soda down and nod.

"Of course, why would I forget the boy who's the reason of why I don't have job today?" I say and he just nods then looks on his left and right like looking if someone's watching us.

"Why the looking on those two directions?" I ask

He gulps and I really know this is not a good sign.

"Nevermind. Let's just call this a night" he says and he's getting ready to leave.

"No, Liam. Not now. Tell me, please" I plead

"You really wanna know?" he asks which I adjust my eyeglasses a nod.

He heaves a sigh and proceeds,

"Well, their gang's after you" And I can't help but wonder, are those "Chasers" part of the gang?

"Why though? They put me in serious shit here, and they still aren't done to me?" I ask and he nods. I didn't notice that I cussed infront of him. I really don't cuss. Tell me that i'm lame or boring but those words aren't in my lifestyle.

"They want you dead" Dead.Dead.Dead. They want me dead?

"Why?"

"They don't want you spilling shits anymore because they know you'll really do your best to really publicized of what really happened in the company" he pauses and by the look of his face, he's thinking twice on proceeding, "What and who are behind that scene" he finishes.

"Why do you know all these?" I curiously ask him.

"I happened to hear Harry talking to Krishna about this inside the break room. They were preparing for lunch, so do I, when I heard someone's inside, so I listened first to their conversation attentively when I heard Styles mentioned your name" he explains

I don't know what to say anymore so I just excused myself saying that I should go because I still have errands to do, and also thanked him for his Wendy's treat.

.....

Chilly night in New York City when I went out of the fastfood chain. I'm now on my way to the parking lot, i'm still lost in thoughts of those things Liam said not too long ago.

My hands inside my coat's pocket and looking down, recollecting myself of what have I done to deserve and experience all these while chilly winds hit me every now and then when someone bumps to me, the impact is so hard that I fell on my ass and my eyeglasses falling beside me.

The man towering over me is covered by his coat, hood of his coat is covered on his head. I can't recognize much of his face because it's already night time and I don't have eyeglasses at the moment. The unknown man offers his hand to me, so I can stand up. I reach for my glasses first and put it. I'm now standing and arranging my eyeglasses when he speaks,

"I'm sorry, lad" That voice and accent is familiar. I have the same accent as him. That Irish accent that I won't forget. But I might be wrong because that person i'm thinking at the moment, left without a trace and doesn't bother to act like my father and be a husband to my mum anymore. Sure, he's also living here in the Big Apple, but this city is so big, There's ninety nine percent of us not seeing each other.

"Are you alright?" he says, just looking halfway on my body, on my stomach to be exact. What's with him and he can't look right into my eyes. When I didn't respond, Finally, he looks up and God knows how my eyes widen at the moment because standing infront of me is the person i'm thinking of awhile ago. Lionel Horan. My father.

"Niall?" he says and swear to God if we have a contest, who's eyes are the widest, you wouldn't know the winner.

"D-d-dad?"

Ha! Cliffhanger there y'all! I'm back on updating because my family and I handled loads of things the past days and I really can't update. Oh, by the way guys, 9 DAYS TO GO BEFORE MY FAMILY AND I WILL GO TO NEW YORK HYFR GUYS I CAN'T WAIT GRHIUEHUIHUIGHUERH

Okay enough, hope y'all enjoyed this chapter! xoxo

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