Eliana is an average directioner who would love to see One Direction. Sadly for her, she suffers the disput of domestic violence. Only the prospect and hope that One Direction gives her helps her cope with her situation. However, when the thing she loves most has been shut off and she is taken in by some strangers, her life takes a turn for the worse. Will she ever rise up and become happy once more?


25. Niall's P.O.V. (tour bus accident)

"Haha, you can say that again!" I chuckled, walking outside. I grabbed my iPhone from the depths of my trouser pocket and began dialling.


"Hi Paul, the boys and I want the same as usual"

"Nandos, right?"

"You got it" With that I ended the call and stood fantasizing about the food. I wandered around the arena, signing some autographs for the fans that bustled around the gates of the car park. When I got back I saw Eliana heading to the tour bus. I walked by unnoticed and gave a last look of sincere affection. But as  my gaze travelled over her body, I watched in concern as she peculiarly stood frozen to the spot. Then all of a sudden her head violently tilted back and she screamed; but no sound came out. Her body twitched and then all of a sudden she bent inwards and I watched in horror as she began falling towards the ground. She wasn't going to stop herself. I hurtled across the ground making my way to Eliana. I wasn't fast enough, I knew I wasn't going to catch her in time. Then out of nowhere someone jumped forwards and caught her, just as her body was merely inches from the ground.

"T..T..Thank you" Out of breath, I only just managed to make out the words. "I thought I wouldn't catch her, it was a good thing you were h-"

The person held Eliana to the floor and slowly turned their head around. I let out a gasp and reeled back in shock. Looking back at me I saw Louis crouched down beside Eliana.

"L...L...Louis?!" He simply blinked while I stood bewildered, staring at him with my mouth forming the shape of a giant 'O'. "How...What...When...But...-"

"Just get her to the hospital" And with that he walked away. I blinked away my confusion but then all of a sudden he disappeared. From the spot from where he last stood it seemed he'd just vanished into thin air. Like a dream, a spirit.

I ran to Eliana who lay unconscious on the floor. It didn't seem right. Her breathing was shallow and it grew shorter with every minute that went by. Just then the boys strolled outside.

"Where's the food Niall?" Zayn peered around until his eyes met mine and then they all walked forwards. They stopped dead when they saw Eliana. Liam was the first to react. Running like an athlete, he swooped over Eliana clasping her head in his hands.

"She needs to get to hospital, now!"

The next few minutes were manic as we all hurried to the aid of Eliana. The ambulance pulled up and she was taken away. I tried following her but then Paul stopped me.

"You have a concert tonight boys, you have to stay, we'll get someone to look over her for the time being"

I creased my face into a forlorn expression, hoping that Eliana would be ok.

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The concert passed by painfully slowly and what was worse was that I had to endure that time, not thinking about what was happening. I tried to stay happy and bubbly but then the constant thought of something even more terrible happening constantly came to mind. I sat alone in the dressing room, listening to my thoughts and pondering the truth in them, even if I didn't want to believe it.

"Niall, it's time to go" Liam popped his head around the door and empathetically stared at me.

"Something's wrong Liam"

"We know that though Nia-"

"No. I haven't explained myself. I never caught Eliana when she fell"

"Then who did Niall?"


"Niall, he's been gone for nearly 4 months now, he couldn't hav-"

"I saw him Liam"

"Perhaps you were dazed"

"I saw him. He caught her and then told me she needed an ambulance. He wandered off, but not before I saw him disappear"

"Disappear?" Doubt crossed Liam's mind.

"Yes, disappeared, vanished into thin air" Liam looked away thinking hard about it. I could see scepticism written across his face.

"I'm not mad. It happened Liam, i'm not sure why but he was there"

"Well then, let's just focus on Eliana..." He trailed off walking away, me following in his footsteps.

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"Niall...Niall. Niall! I jumped up, landing a painful blow to my head.

"Ouch!"  Squinting through the darkness I looked up to Eliana who was still asleep in her allocated hospital bed. Her breathing was less rapid however her eyes constantly moved beneath their eyelids. She lay broken and damaged, mind frail from her ordeal. I must have fallen asleep beside her as worry surfaced. We'd arrived at the hospital with grave news about Eliana. The cause for her injuries is unknown. She is no more than a body without a mind. It is also unknown when or if she'll wake up again. Rubbing the back of my head, I remembered how as I nodded off to sleep, my head had hung drooping below the metal frame from which had maimed me. I gave a long yawn and stretched out.  My eyes darted across the room as a figure reproachfully moved and I turned to see Harry wandering over to my side. He dragged a chair from across the room and slid in next to me. I sat staring at him as his eyes searched my face, full with melancholy.

"Sorry to wake you Niall" He turned to look at Eliana, staring with an intensity I'd never seen before.

"It's just, it looked like you were having a bad dream"

Ah. That's when it all came flooding back. I dreamt of Louis who spoke to me in my dreams. I then saw Eliana in them fighting against something that seemed unbearably terrible. I'd stood watching as Louis shouted words at her and she cowered in almost defeat. I didn't understand anything of the dream. All I know is the atmosphere was ominous and I didn't like the idea of that.

"Yea, rough night" My hand scoured the back of my neck, rubbing it hard. My eyes were fixed on the floor as I thought hard and long about the dream.

"She'll be ok Niall" Coming out of my reverie, I looked to Harry who gave a heartening smile although I saw the solemn sadness etched into his brows. A fine drop of water landed on my free hand and I gave out a quiet sniffle, only just realising that I was crying.  I stared at the ceiling, holding back more tears and then returned my gaze to Harry. His head dropped towards the bed. From behind Harry I listened to footsteps making their way closer to the bed. I awaited the presence of a nurse, doctor or one of the boys to come say we had to leave Eliana alone. Yet none came. Instead, a shadowy figure made his way forwards into the light cast by the moon.


He held a finger towards his lips, indicating a silence was necessary. Harry raised his head to look at me.

"Niall, what is it?"

"Louis! What are you doing here?!" Joy filled my voice as I watched Louis creep closer to the bed. He slapped his hand to his face in a mocking way since I'd disregarded his command. Harry jumped and turned in the direction I was looking.

"What are you talking about Niall?"

"Louis! See, there he is!" I pointed forwards to where Louis was standing, eyeing the 3 of us. Harry furrowed his brow, squinted and turned back to me in frustration.

"What are you talking about Niall, Louis isn't here"

"Yes, he is, look" Again, I pointed in Louis' direction but more affirmatively this time. Harry twisted his head, straining to see Louis but to no avail.

"Stop joking with me Niall!"

"But he's there!"

"Where?!" Harry stormed in the indicated direction so that he stood within inches of Louis.

"Right next to you, to your right!" Harry looked but saw nothing.

"Here? Where Niall because I don't see him" He walked to his right passing right through Louis as if he was a hologram. I couldn't believe my eyes.

"He's dead Niall. Louis' dead! You can't expect me to play games with you!"

"But I wasn-"

"HE'S DEAD!" Harry stormed away, clutching a hand to his face.

I returned my gaze to Louis who was now overhanging the bed staring at Eliana.

"Is that you Louis?" Louis simply nodded and we stayed where we were, frozen in time. Moments later I began to speak.

"Why couldn't Harry see you?"

But Louis was gone.

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