Soul Mates (One Direction Fan Fiction)

This Book was written by Sabitha Kiritharan.


Kayleigh is an average 16 year old living with her best friend and cousin Jessicca. When Jessicca wins tickets for her and her cousin to stay the summer with the hottest boy band ever 1 direction any girl dream. The summer goes well but trouble stirs up and Kayleigh horrifying past comes back. Is falling in love with one direction as easy as it is. As hate and anger falls on Kayleigh. Will it destroy love. If more than one guy falls in love with the same girl, who will she choose?

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35. Epilogue

Jessica P.O.V

I open my door, the wind whistles menacingly, and the tree's dance in the wind like in a trance, or like they are being controlled. The bright sun shines radiantly on me, sweat trickles down my face, making me sweat like a pig. I was going to see Zayn. He had been admitted to a hospital, and I had to see him. After Kayleigh disappearance, everyone had been distraught and still are, tears still splash down their cheek, wondering how she is. I miss her too. She had been my best friend and still is. We were like sisters. She meant the world to me. She was the one who brought Harry closer to me. She had been the one, because of I had met Harry. We were going to get married in three weeks. But the wedding couldn't go on, not without Kayleigh. We needed her. I needed her, to style my lovely shiny glossy blonde hair, pick my  wedding dress, be my brides maid. Be the one I need the most. I wondered how she was. Was she okay. She was all alone, wherever she was. I hoped no one hurt her. When Harry told me that Kayleigh had been kidnapped, I had cried why her.  She was the closest thing to me. I remember her puling my hair, picking me lovely dresses for prom, giving me useful important advice on boys. Making me realize there was more then life then boys. How could anyone hurt Kayleigh. She was kind, reliable, caring, loving, amazing, totally perfect and lovable. A total gem. She was a total pie, a sweet darling to everyone. I remember when our old grandma May, came to visit us five years ago. She had always preferred Kayleigh, maybe it was because Kayleigh was very beautiful, smart, kind, caring, gentle and lovable, giving all her elders respect's or maybe it was because grandma did not like me, me with the dark blue low lights, me with the twinkling brown eyes instead of Kayleigh that were warm, mine show mischief.  Grandma had always told me to be more like Kayleigh. Everyone told me to become more like Kayleigh, become confident, brave, kind, caring, gentle, calm, peaceful, do well in studies. Sometimes it kind of annoyed me, my parents always nagging me. I remember a day, when I had gotten drunk, and my normally kind caring mother, had said some not nice things to me.

I stagger in, my black eye liner running down my face, my bright pink lip stick smudged. My normally glossy shinny blonde hair, sticking to my head. I hold on to the wall, trying not to collapse. My beautiful smart cousin Kayleigh comes downstairs, a giant book in her arm.  Her lovely warm brown eyes, looking in to the book, too in her studies. Her black rimmed glasses on her nose, she looks at me, then gasps. My mother walks in, she looks at me then exclaims, her mouth wide opened.

"What the hell were you doing?" my mother asked.

"I go drunk, go to my room" I mutter, trying to go to my room.

"No you are not going to the room, I need to talk to you" My mother tells me.

"What!" I exclaim annoyed.

"I have had enough of you getting drunk, and being irresponsible, you are sixteen, you have important tests ahead of you, I want you to study and work hard, just like Kayleigh" my mother tells me off.

"Why do you always compare me to Kayleigh, don't you love me, sometimes I wonder if you really wanted Kayleigh as a daughter, instead of me" I shout tired, and angry.

I was fed of everyone comparing me to Kayleigh. They wanted me to be like her, hard working, smart, gentle, beautiful, wanting to get good grades, having good goals. My goals were just to be somber, and lazy, and fan girl over popular hot celebrities. My parents worst of all, compare me to her everyday. It was either "Stop it Jessica and behave like Kayleigh" or "Why couldn't you be more like your cousin". I had enough of it. I just wanted to be me. I just wanted to be Jessica, a lazy, happy, wild girl. I was sixteen, the last year of fun. I just wanted to have fun, be wild.

"Of course, I would rather have a daughter like Kayleigh then you, she is kind, hard working, gentle, polite, determined, happy. She is an amazing daughter I wish I had. She values the worth of parents, and always tries hard. She is everything you are not. You are lazy, horrible, always naughty, wild, gives no respect to her parents, and is a disgrace. Sometimes I wish, we had swapped you with Kayleigh at birth, or had a daughter like her, then you. You are a waste of space" my mother shouts, her voice echoing around the room.

My heart pounds rapidly, tears brimming in my eye, then sliding down my cheek. I try not to burst in to tears, but can't. The words have really stung me. I did not know I was that horrible as a daughter. I did not believe I was a waste of space. But maybe I was. Maybe my parents should have swapped me with Kayleigh at birth. Then nobody would want me. Sweat trickles down my face. Anger, and rage pumps through my veins. A cold thrilling presence fills my vein. I hate them. I had them a lot.

"I hate you!" I shout to my mother loudly, running upstairs.

"I hate you too!" my mother shouts back, loudly.

I bump in to Kayleigh. Her gentle warm brown eyes rest on me, she tucks in a strand of her glossy shinny brown hair, she looks at me, then my mother confused. It was all her fault. All her fault my parents hated me.

"Jessica" Kayleigh interrupts my thought, trying to calm my anger.

"It is all your fault" I shout, tears splashing down my cheek, then run to my room, and shut the door hard, then collapse on the floor, crying. It was all her fault, all her fault.

She was the total opposite to me, being smart, very beautiful, kind, caring, a honey gem. Me, pretty, quite dumb, too boy crazy, a girl gem. When she had gotten A and A*. I had gotten B and a couple of  C's, Trust me, sometimes I would think my parents would have swapped me with Kayleigh if they could. She was everything they wanted, smart, very independent, hard working, truthful. Sometimes I think they would let Kayleigh stay with me forever, to see if she could influence me to become just like her. I guess they were very disappointed when that did not happened, and I stayed a blonde haired bimbo. When people say blondes are dumb, I think they just mean me. I was blonde, and beautiful but dumb. Even if I had red hair, or black hair, or purple hair I would still be a dumb blonde inside. I fingered a strand of dark blue in my hair. I had dark blue low lights in my hair, which I thought were cool. My parents wanted me to act like Kayleigh. Kayleigh had been my best friend, my sister. She was closer to me then her parents. She knew that if she told something to me. I would do it. I would do something Kayleigh said, instead of what my parents said. I just had to .  She had been the closest thing to her, and now I had let her down. I should have been there for her. A memory comes to me, me and Kayleigh both of us being young. She had been getting bullied by a total giant meat head called Freddy, and I had just stood there, it had been in high school. We were just in year nine. Kayleigh had wanted me to protect her, and me being scared and useless did nothing.

I link hands with my cousin Kayleigh, her beautiful russet of glossy brown hair swayed to her hips. I tucked a strand of my beautiful glossy blonde hair. 

"Don't you think Adam Newman in our grade is so hot" I exclaim.

"Not really" Kayleigh replies.

"Seriously he is" I object.

"Whatever, I have better things to think about then boys, like our school project. What did you get?" Kayleigh asks.

"C, which I thought was pretty good" I answer.

I knew Kayleigh would get much better then me, she was the teacher's pet, and a total A student. Me, I was failing nearly every single subject. Trust me, I was dumb. Miss. Sally our teacher, would just frown like me, and tell me "Jessica, if you paid more attention to your grades and school, then stare daydreaming about boys. You would get good grades at least a B, maybe a A if you worked really hard", and then I would say "Miss. Boys are much more interesting then thinking about Shakespeare and Algebra". Then she would just tell me off for being cheeky.

"Jessica, if you paid more attention to school work, you would get much higher grades at least a B, and even a few A's. You have that potential, you could get much higher grades if you listened better, and pay attention, then wondering and daydreaming about boys. You need to concentrate harder, boys are not going to get you good GSCE grades and A levels but hard work" Kayleigh tells me off.

"But it's boring, all about Shakespeare and Calculus, boring" I complain.

"No it isn't, it is very interesting" Kayleigh protests.

"Whatever, I bet you got a A" I tell her.

"No, I got a A* actually" Kayleigh answers.

"Whatever show off" I reply.

Suddenly Freddy Bolt walks towards us. He looks at me, then at Kayleigh with no interest.

"Let me copy your homework geek" Freddy asks Kayleigh.

"Me, well I only will get a bad mark" I mumble.

"Not you, your just a dumb blonde, no your cousin Kayleigh, the teacher's pet and a good hard working student"  Freddy replies, grimacing menacingly.

"Hey I'm not dumb blonde, well maybe I am" I sigh.

"Hey she is not dumb blonde, she just doesn't pay attention or concentrate, she really is smart, and she is beautiful, kind and caring" Kayleigh replies.

"Whatever, just let me copy your homework" Freddy shouts.

"No, it is my homework. If you did not do it, too bad, it was your fault. You should have done it" Kayleigh tells Freddy.

"I was busy" Freddy lies.

"What, watching TV, and being a lazy fat egg head" Kayleigh shouts, then realizes what she said.

"I did not mean that, I am sorry" Kayleigh mutters.

I look at Freddy, he looked angry, he clenches his wrist tightly, then stares at Kayleigh. Kayleigh fidgets nervously, tears brimming her eyes. Her warm brown eyes twinkling in terror. Suddenly Freddy slaps Kayleigh right on the cheek. Kayleigh falls on the floor, and hold her paining red cheek in pain and agony. Tears splashing down her cheek.

"Geek, you don't say that to me, you worthless ugly orphan" Freddy spits out in disgust.

Kayleigh cries in terror. I knew that being called an orphan really hurt her. She had not gotten used to her parent's death. Her parents had died in a horrific car accident, leaving Kayleigh all alone my dad had told me. So Kayleigh had been brought here. Dad said I had to look after her, and not make her cry ever again. I remember her crying every day for her parent's. I would just hold her tightly, and whisper sweet words. I felt really sad for her. I saw Adam glancing at me, and then smiling at me. I blushed instantly, a bright shade of pink, then tuck a strand of my glossy blonde hair. I look at Kayleigh looking at me, she looks at me, wanting me to stand up for her, to defend her. But me, being a horrible pathetic person too scared to do anything, just stands there, and I know I lost Kayleigh's trust.

I had wondered how would Niall feel. But Harry told me that we could not tell Niall. He would get more scared and frightened, and panic. Then he would not get better, and lay on the bed forever. I wipe a single tear that trickles down my cheek. My lovely glossy golden blonde hair flying in the cold breezy wind. I continued walking down the busy street to the hospital. It would be easier to walk there, instead of going in a taxi. My phone rings. I take it out of my handbag, and see it is Harry, then click answer.

"Jessica, where are you?" Harry asked his voice full of urgency.

"Coming to the hospital sweetie!" I exclaim kindly.

Where did he think I was going? I knew Harry was concerned with my safety, after me being kidnapped. But I was not afraid, I did not want to be confined. I wanted to be free, and felt safe.

"Are you walking" Harry asked, his voice full of desperate.

"Of course" I answered kindly, tucking a strand of my golden blonde hair.

I knew Harry did not like me walking by myself, but I wanted to. To feel the cold fresh breeze of wind in my air, to inhale the nice wind. To look at everyone walking down the streets. Kid's playing around. Parents bustling with there prams. Young busy people walking down the street to the train station for work.  People busily walking down the street in big strides, all too busy too notice me. Suddenly I feel grabbed. I get pulled into the alley. My heart pounds rapidly racing a marathon. Sweat trickles of me, as I sweat like a pig. Cold bony fingers hold my wrist. My eyes to see my attacker, then scream. The attacker has no face, suddenly I collapse into darkness. The last thing I see is me floating.

Niall P.O.V

I can't stop thinking about her. Everywhere I see is her, her beautiful perfect face. Kayleigh. I miss her so much. Her warm twinkling eyes that twinkle when they see me, her perfect smile. The way her long glossy shiny brown hair swings around her. The way she looks after Jayden. The way she takes care of everyone. No one could hate Kayleigh. She was too loving. Too perfect. Not even a fly could hurt her. I missed Kayleigh every day, she was the missing piece to me. Without her, I was just an ordinary guy. She filled me, made me feel special. I look through the window, wondering how she is. Ebony walks in, swinging her hips then walks towards me. What should I do? If I disagreed, what would Ebony do, hurt the ones I love. I look at her cold steel almond eyes stare at her, her coal black hair around her face. Ebony crouches to me, then tucks a strand of my faded blonde hair, then glares at me

"What is your answer? If you disagree I will kill all you love, and don't think I am threatening it is the truth" Ebony glares with anger, her hand on her hip

What does she think I would do? That I would endanger all my loved ones life, because of me not saying  yes. I take a deep breath of air, trying to calm my heart which races rapidly. I had to lie

"Yes,ok fine just don't hurt any of my loved ones" I gasp scared and frightened, cold running through my veins, making me shiver scared.

I grip tightly on the duvet, trying not to scream, or cry. Kayleigh. Kayleigh I missed her too much everyday. Kayleigh would always be my soul mate, and only mine. I would love her, and only her. No one else can fill she left. My pounds rapidly. I clench my fingers tightly, terror filling me.

"Good Niall, I knew you would choose the right choice" Ebony laughs, kissing my forehead, and then walking off. Leaving me confused and scared. Kayleigh. Oh Kayleigh. I love you so much, my soul mate. Kayleigh. I love you. Kayleigh I am so sorry. Please forgive me.

Ebony P.O.V

I walk in to Niall's ward, my coal black eyes staring at him. I had wondered what his decision was. If he said no, he would not say no. Only a stupid person would say that, and I knew Niall was not stupid, he would agree I would make him agree if he didn't. I tuck a strand of Niall's faded blonde hair. His twinkling blue eyes rimmed with tears, he stares at me in shock and terror, he clenches tightly on to the duvet, trying to hide. I grimaced menacingly, scaring him.  Niall was shocked, before he had seen a young naive nurse, now he saw a scary terrifying monster. I knew he was shocked. If Niall agreed everything would be the way it should be. Niall was my soul mate. I felt in piece when I was with him, happiness flooded me in Niall's presence. I needed him. Me and Niall, together as one, forever. Oh Niall, so scared of me. Did he not know, I only did this for him, and only him? I loved him so much. He made me feel things, made me feel special, and I wanted him. Ebony got what she wants, and now I wanted Niall, and would get him, yes I would. No matter what. I would do anything to get Niall, even if I had to kill someone.

"What is your answer? If you disagree I will kill all you love, and don't think I am threatening it is the truth" I glares with anger and menace, my hand on my hip.

I waited for his response, clenching my wrist in anger. My lips in a pout. Sweat trickled down my face, splashing on Niall. I could see Niall was sweating too, but much more like a pig, because he was afraid.

"Yes, ok fine just don't hurt any of my loved ones" Niall gasp scared and frightened, he shivers in the cold from my presence.

Good Niall, I knew you would choose the right choice" I laugh, kissing his forehead, then walking off, leaving him scared and frightened.

I smile menacingly, I would be anything Kayleigh his old fiancé was, and fill the hole in his heart, where she left him. I would make Niall love me, and make him my soul mate. I will make Niall love me. I got whatever I want, and I wanted Niall's love. I will, and if I say something. I mean it, truly forever. It was my destiny to be with Niall, and it will come true. Until my heart stops beating, and my love starts dying. But my love will never die, never. Niall will be mine, and only mine. Forever, and I mean it. Truly forever. When I saw Niall for the first time, I knew that he was the one for me. He was the one who would love me dear, and bring happiness to my life. I loved him. After my previous lover who broke my heart, shattered it to tiny pieces.  I thought I could never love again. I guess I can, because of him. He is the one that makes my heart heal. He is the one I love, and care for. He is the one for me. I am the one for him. He is my missing piece.  He is the soul inside of me. I need him, I want him. He is my one and only soul mate, and he is mine. Only mine. Mine. Forever for eternity.

 

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