Athelia Queann is living the glamorous life in London as one of the richest people in England. She's a big sensation, and everything the fans thinks she's not. She's manipulative, spoiled, selfish and nothing is never good enough for a star like her. Behind all the glitter and the fake smile, a loneliness is slowly tearing her up inside. But one day a person enters her life and changes everything. Even though Athelia don't want anyone to come this close to her, that one person starts becoming really importnant whether she wants it or not. That person is someone she used to know as Niall Horan from One Direction. Nothing more.


27. Out of my mind

Niall's P.O.V

Slowly I returned to reality from the dark hole the alchohol had brought me in. The feeling of someone grabbing my shirt and shaking me was the first thing that started to wake up my senses. I couldn't see anything just hear the sound of someone talking far away. Was someone yelling something?

Then the feeling of someone slapping my left cheek gently began to wake me more up. I forced myself to open my eyes, but I could only keep them half open for two seconds before they closed again. The things I could see through the halfopen eye was blurry and the sounds seemed so far away.

"Niall!", a voice suddently sounded a lot louder then the others. "Niall!", it said again. It was almost yelling, sounding desperate. I regonized the voice. Liam. Suddently the sounds began to become more clear.

"Maybe we should take him to the hospital?", Liam said again sounding nervous. I wanted to say i was okay, but it was like I was too far away. I struggled to open up my eyes again. My sight kept being blurry.

"He just opened his eyes!", a new voice said, sounding a lot like Harrys. It sounded nervous, but not as nervous as Liam's voice sounded.

My throat started burning and a pounding headache began to grow inside my head.

"Niall, can you hear me? Niall!". This time it was Harry. "NIALL". Again he slapped my left cheek, this time a little harder hurting me a bit. I opened up my eyes and this time my sight was clear. Harry was sitting next to me with his face 20 centimeters from my face. Liam was sitting on my coffetable biting his lip looking really focused at me.

"Niall? Can you hear us?".

I coughed a bit and nodded. "Yeah..".

"Oh..", Liam breathed out in relief.

"Niall? Its Liam and Harry. What the fuck have you been doing?", Harry said in a more angry tone, probably cause he had been nervous. "You okay man?".

I coughed again, and moved my right hand up to my head trying to stop the headach. It was pouding so hard I felt like my head was going to explode. I swallowed and pulled myself up in a sitting position.

"I think so...", I mumbled licking my dry lips.

"I'll get you some water..", Liam said getting up from the table.

Harry looked confused and like he had been scared. "What happened? You do know it's thursday the... second of april right? What.. I mean... Niall, what the hell?". Harry wrinkled his eyebrows. His gaze were roaming around.

"I... ehm", I mumbled. Liam got back from the kitcen carrying a glass of water. He gave it to me.

Hungrily I reached out for it and swallowed half of the glass in one sip. I was so thursty.

"What happened?", Laim asked. "How did you end up like this, I mean did you see your apparment? It looks like... one big garbage can".

"I don't... I don't wanna talk about it".

"Is it Athelia? Did she break up with you?!", Harry asked. Hearing her name, made a burning pain grow inside my heart, hurting even more than the headache.

For some seconds I just sad there looking at them. "I told her I loved her..." I then mumbled looking at the ground.

The boys kept quiet for some seconds, even though I weren't looking I could tell they felt sorry for me.

"And.. she ran away?", Harry asked.

I nodded. "Obvisouly she didn't feel the same way".

"You don't know that... maybe it just scared her when she realized it was actually love?", Liam said comforting.

"Liam, you don't have to cheer me up. It's okay".

"Clearly it isn't, Niall look at yourself. You don't look okay...", Harry said in a raspy voice.

I wanted to cry, but I couldn't. Not now. Not in front of the boys.

I sighed. "I just...I need to talk to her. Now", I said getting up from the sofa. In the second I got up I felt dizzy and felt like I was going to pass out. Harry grabbed my wrist pulling me back to the sofa.

"Thats not a good idea", he just said. "You look horrible, you're still a bit drunk and you don't know what to say. If she wants to see you, she'll come to you. Give her some time".

It was true, but I refused to admit it and I couldn't just stay away from her. "Thats the thing Harry, Athelia's no like that. She won't come to me, she's to afraid. Maybe I just need to realize it's over". A pain so painful I wanted to scream grew inside of me. I refused to belive it, I could not live without her. I couldn't. It was not over, it just couldn't be. A rage suddently replaced the sadness. It couldn't be over, it just couldn't.

"I need to see her".

"No, Niall", Harry said determined.

"You don't decide that!", I yelled and it clearly scared Liam. "I HAVE TO!".

"Niall, no..", Harry yelled back pulling me back to the sofa. Angrily I pushed him away from me storming towards the door.

"NIALL!", Harry yelled running after me. "ITS OVER".

His last words made something explode inside of me. Shouting something I didn't even know what ment myself I pushed a bunch of stuff laying on my dinnertable down at the floor. Some of the things crushed and Liam looked shocked. Then I slammed up the cabinets in my kitchen and in one stroke I threw all the porcelain plates and bowls down on the floor. A loud crash sounded as they crushed into thousands of pieces.

"Niall, what are you doing?!", Harry yelled trying to catch me.

"I LOVE HER! I NEED HER, I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT HER! YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?!", I angrily screamed my lungs out. Harry grabbed my hands from behind and pushed me away from the kitchen. I tried to fight him back, but he was to strong and he had me in a tight grib.

"STOP! STOP THIS NOW, NIALL. You're going crazy! What the hell is wrongs with you?!", he screamed trying to calm me down.

I got myself out of his grib but this time I didn't ruin anything I just said down at a chair hiding my face in my hands, realizing I was out of my mind. The tears burned in my eyes and I started crying.

The guys kept quiet for some seconds, before both of them comforting sad down next to me.

What was wrong with me?


Hope you liked this chapter! I know the story is kinda depressing right now, haha! Would love it if you left a comment of what you think. Thankyou to everyone who's reading. I might update again later tonight. Hope everyone is having a loveley day, and are surviving now school is back :) Loveee xxx


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