See Through

Olivia Adams isn't alive, but she isn't dead either. Somewhere between heaven and hell lies perpetual purgatory, and she's inevitably stuck in it. There's unfinished business to be tended to, but the question of what it is remains unanswered. She walks the streets of New York City with tears in her eyes, but nobody notices the girl that barely exists. Until a beautiful day. Niall Horan has found her, and he sees and feels and hears her. She's falling in love with him, even though she's frightened since her last lover took her very own life. Through Niall, Olivia is able to reconnect with her sister, Jessi, and exist as if she never left. But, what happens when a dark mass tries to ruin any chance Olivia has of living again? Will the mass get to her, allowing her spirit to move on? Will she be able to fight it off long enough to become human again? Or, will she forever remain see through?


12. He's Back



I sit on my bed wondering through my thoughts about Olivia possibly becoming human again. It would be amazing to actually have a future with this girl. Love her, marry her maybe, and have children. A beautiful life.

Knock, knock.

“Come in,” I shout from the bed.

“Hey, mate. Is Olivia in here?” Liam says as he opens the door.

“No, she went back to New York to see Jessi,” I reply.

“Good, I have to talk to you.” He closes the door behind him and sits down on my hotel-room bed looking more than upset.

“What's up?”

“You've been spending a lot of time with that girl lately,” he says, rubbing his neck. “I feel like we aren't even close anymore.”

“You can't be serious.”

“I am. Don't think I don't see you when we're performing. Your heart isn't even in it because you're thinking about her. And honestly, we haven't had a chat since you started dating her. I'm not trying to tell you who you can and cannot date, but it's a little weird that you're dating a ghost.”

“I don't think it's weird, because she's not a ghost. I told you what that investigator said.”

“Yes, but Niall, do you honestly think she'll ever become human again? And even if she does, there's still a gravestone with her name on it. She's going to have basically no identity. Look, I love you man, but you've got to figure this out before you get too involved. Then again, you're already in deep.”



“I have to help her become human.”

“I understand. Do what you have to do.”

I feel bad that I've neglected my friends, but what do they expect? Liam said it, and he's right. I'm in so deep that I couldn't get out of it even if I wanted to, which I absolutely don't. But, I feel worse for neglecting my job and my fans. I'm out of my element, and they're getting the short end of the stick. It's not fair to them, but I have to help her. If I don't, I won't be able to live with myself.

Have you ever been so drawn to something that keeps you awake at night? You feel so strongly that it makes you cry and you feel like no matter what, that thing is the only thing holding you to earth? That's how Olivia makes me feel, and I can't lose her. Not now.

I'm frightened. Olivia said she's seen the mass, but it never touches her. But what if it gets closer and closer each time? She won't stand a chance. I don't know what's holding it back from her, but whatever it is, I hope it stays there forever. Or, at least until she's human.









Bright city lights hit my face as I exit Jessi's apartment. It feels weird walking these lonely streets. I haven't sat on the sidewalk and had a good cry in a while, so that's what I do. But only now, they're tears of happiness rather than heartache. I'm happy that I can lay my head down and get a good night's sleep. I'm happy that I can talk to my sister after a year of being mute. But most of all, I'm happy I found Niall Horan. Without him, none of this would have been possible.

Without him, I'd be see through.

Nothing can touch me now.

Then, I feel a hand on my shoulder. “Miss me?” said the cold, horrific voice. I look up and see his dark, sinister eyes piercing every nerve in my body. His bloodlust words linger in my ears like firecrackers, igniting a hate stronger than words can describe. It's HIM.

Run, Olivia. Run.

I jump from the curb and struggle to free myself from his tight, strong grasp. I kick, I punch, I bite and I scream, but it's no use. He has me, and he's taking me away from here. “LET ME GO YOU BASTARD!!” I shrill at the top of my lungs.

I scream for Jessi.

I scream for Niall.

I scream for the sake of saving myself, because I'm not going to let him ruin me this time. He's the devil in Abercrombie cologne. The sick-in-the-head monster that took everything from me. Everything that I'm going to get back.

He finally lets me go and I punch him right in his face, probably breaking his nose. Next, a knee to the groin. He doubles over in pain and that's my chance to get away. I've never ran so fast down the street before in my entire life, but my feet pound the pavement as he follows close behind.

Arms wrap around me, trapping me.

“YOU SICK FUCK!” I scream at him. “LET ME GO!!!”

“Olivia...” he mumbles.

“LET ME GO!!!”

“Olivia.....Olivia....Olivia! Wake up!” I feel my body shaking and my eyes fly open to Niall hovering over me in bed. “You were having a nightmare,” he says, caressing my face. I sit up and bring my knees to my forehead, relieved that it wasn't real. “Do you want to talk about it?”


I forgot about dreams. Forgot they existed in the dusty areas of our minds as we sleep. Brian was there, hoisting me into the air and announcing his victory over my inevitable death. Seeing him sent chills down my spine, and so does thinking about it now. I'm terrified that someday, I'll see him face to face and he will do it all over again. Especially if I become human.

“It was Brian,” I say when Niall lays back down next to me. “He was there.”

“Can I ask you something, without you getting upset?”


“How did it happen? What's the last thing you remember?”

I tell him about work that day, and how I had made Brian mad. I told him about the truck, and the sirens, and then the sound of the gunshot. “Then, next thing I know, I'm standing in Jessi's apartment, watching her cry herself to sleep. Eventually I realized nobody could see me. Until you.”

“I'm a lucky guy,” he says with a laugh.

“Hey! I have knock knock joke for you.”

“Okay, shoot.”

“Knock knock.” I say, giggling.

“Who's there?”


“Urine who?”

“URINE secure, dunno what for, you're turning heads when you walk through the do-o-oor!” I sing the last part and he laughs.

“That's the oldest one in the book.”

“You thought it was funny.”

“No, I think it's funny that YOU think it's funny.”

We giggle and laugh and joke until finally, he falls peacefully back asleep and I try to do the same. That is, until the black mass creeps through the corner of the wall and makes it's way towards me. It's about twenty feet away, and I can feel the evil radiating from its sadistic core. Finally, after about two hours, it seeps back into the wall like it was never there.

I can't even.

I know eventually, it's going to get me, and I won't be able to escape it.




Author's Note: Hope you enjoyed this chapter :) I don't know if I'll be able to write tomorrow because I have a Spanish test that I have to study for unfortunately. But no worries, I'll try my best. Thank you guys for being so supportive! I never thought this story would receive this much attention, but you guys are really into it and I couldn't be happier. Thank you again<3 Much love xox

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