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For the first time since Niall met the boys, he's sad. He wants to find his Princess. Niall has gone into a state of depression. He refuses to sing or do anything, until he finds his Princess. But now, it's up to Harry, Louis, Zayn, and Liam, to find her. But will they find her before they have to go on tour, and it's too late? Niall decides to discuss it with his friend on a chat site. She tells him to just wait for the right girl. Little did she know it was her. But what four of them don't know yet, is that she is right in front of them. All they have to do, is bring her out.

When Kayren Trence's mother doesn't come home one day after work, Kayren, her little brother, Ash, and sister, Carly, go on the plane to their new house in London. Harry hacks into Niall's chat account and tell Kayren he'll have a friend pick her up. There she figures out that JustANando's Guy was Niall Horan. But now there are so many questions.

Will Kayren find her mom?

Will Carly figure out?

Will Niall


4. Chapter 4 - DeNIALL


Chapter 4 - DeNIALL - London - Kayren's POV

She's not dead, I tell myself. She's just not. I guarantee she'll show up at the door any time now. She's probably outside right now.

I get off my bed and run to the door. I open it and run outside. The rain pours down on me.

"Mom! I'm here now! You can stop pretending! I'm here!" I shout. A blonde figure dashes past me. I run after her.

"Momma it's me. Kayren. You can stop pretending now momma." I tell her. I tackle her. She disintegrates in my hands. I hug the air.

"Mom," I sob. "Come back."

The tears roll down my cheeks like the rain. "Momma," I snuggle into the ground. "Please come back. Not for me. But for Ash and Carly. They need you the most. They can't grow up without a mom and a dad!"

"Kayren, what are you doing out here?" Louis asks.

"Mom." I continue to sob. Not even listening to Louis.

Louis picks me up and carries me inside and sits me on the guest room bed.





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Now it was my turn. I stay in the guest room. All day. Even the wailing cries of Ash, don't get me up. Liam, eventually had to come and feed him.

I just stare at the boring ceiling or the walls. I seem almost memorized Even when Carly came to ask what was wrong, I ignored her. At the moment. Carly wasn't there. All I could see in her was my mom. Her blue eyes, and blonde hair, were all my mom.

My mind drifts off. To when my dad left. It was when Ash was born. My father, he left. He didn't bother to show up when Ash was born. I don't know if it was my fault or Mom's.

You see, when I was 11, 6 years before Ash was born. Carly was 1. I was on the staircase, watching Mom and Dad fight. I still remember that day.

"I hate you!" Mom screams. "I can't ever do anything with you! You just had to break my mom's vase, didn't you?"

"You're just ignorant! You think everything is too important!" My dad screams.

"I'm ignorant?! That vase was my mom's, mom's vase! It was valuable and probably worth a fortune." My mom yells.

I walk into the living and stand in front of my mom just as my dad throws a glass lamp. It hits me in the head.

What happened after that was unclear. But that was how I got my scar. All my dad. He went to jail, but my mom bailed him out. She may hate him now, but she used to love him so much.

Everyone always told me, I look more like my dad than my mom.

I get up off the bed and look in the mirror. My cold green eyes stare back at me. I see my dad. I hit the mirror with my hand. It shatters. Blood streams down my arm. I fall to the floor and bury my head in my hands and sob.

I think of ever tear that falls, as a bad memory that I've had. I've had a lot of bad memories, so a lot of tears fall. Every tear is a relief from that bad memory. But every tear makes me remember the ones I've cried before.

I take one look at my blood stained pants and sigh. That's not gonna come out easily. I look at my hand. Shards of glass stand out from the blood. I brush the shards off. I walk into the bathroom and clean my arm off with water.

I flinch as the cold water comes in contact with my warm skin. The blood washes down the sink. I grab a few Band-aids from the medicine cabinet and put them on the cuts. I pick out some clean clothes, my soap, shampoo and conditioner, and walk into the bathroom. I close and lock the door behind me.

I turn some warm water on, strip of my clothes, and hop into the shower. I only wish the water would wash away all my worries like it had before. But this was just to much. It'd take a lot of showers before that problem would be washed down the drain.

I climb out of the shower. Sparkly and clean on the outside maybe, but sad and dark on the inside. I search for for a towel. After drying off I put my clothes on. I look at myself in the mirror one more time. But it's all fogged up. I can't see myself. That's good. I don't want to have Band-aids on my other hand too.

I walk into my room and climb under the covers.

Just come back mom. Please. Just come back.

DeNIALL - London - Niall's POV

I stay in my bed all day. Just like Kayren is. When she's not happy, I'm not happy. She's the only one I felt I can talk to that wouldn't laugh at me every 2 minuets.

I walk into the kitchen and open the fridge. Left over Nando's! I grab the box and begin to eat the contents inside. I see pancakes on a plate next to the stove and an envelope that says, Kayren Trence on it.

I could tell she was in denial. Louis told me about how she ran outside and was screaming for her mom. Maybe I should go check on her.

I walk into the spare room. The covers on the bed have been mode and the bed is empty. A small breeze flows through the open window. The curtains sway. Where did she go?

I climb out of the window. When I get to the bottom, a see some water marks. I follow them and see Kayren laying on the ground.

"Kayren? Are you alright?" I ask.

"Go away Niall!" She yells. "I want to be alone!"

"You have mail," I hold up the white envelope. "We found it at your other house."

She snatches the envelope from my hands and begins to read it. I stand behind her and read it. It says:

Dear Kayren,

If you're reading this, that means that I have passed on. Please, take care of Carly and Ash. Also, your dad and I made arrangements in case this happened. I'm sure he's heard the news. He'll be picking you up at the new house sometime. Good luck Kayren.

Love always, 



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