You're Phenominiall

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

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6. Chapter 6 - All Those Tears

 

Chapter 6 - All Those Tears - A hospital in London - Niall's POV

You're Phenominiall.

You're Phenominiall.

I'm Phenominiall.

Those to words just keep repeating in my mind the whole in sit in the waiting room.

How did she know about the word Phenominiall? Um Louis maybe? How would he know? Maybe she just heard someone say it.

I sigh and put my head in my hands. No matter what she says, this is all my fault. I shouldn't have let her out of my sight. I knew something like this was gonna happen. I just knew it.

Harry pats my back and says, "It's not your fault mate,"

I look at him. "Yes it is," I say. "I knew I shouldn't have let her go. It was all my fault she's hurt."

"But it's not Niall. How would you know that her dads a psychopath?" He says.

(A\N: I swear right here, I was about to cry. I don't know why. Maybe it's cause I feel so connected to these characters. What was your reaction?)

"I could just sense something bad was gonna happen Harry," I say. "But I didn't do anything, and it was all my fault. I should have done something. I could've prevented this from happening." I could feel myself wanting to cry. But I had to stay strong. Not for me, but for Kayren.

Harry looks at me like he finally understands. Like he finally knows what I'm talking about. But the look disappears and switches to confusion.

"Don't you get it!" I stand up and yell. "She was My Princess! And when she needed me to rescue her from that tall tower. I wasn't there!"

"So she's is your Princess?" Harry smirks.

I turn red. "First off, this is not time to smile. Second, no she's not. She was... like a princess but, um," I stumble for an excuse. Failure. "Okay fine whatever. I got no excuse. Say what you want, but I call it human error. I didn't mean to say those exact words."

"Sure you didn't," Harry turns to Louis who was asleep, and shakes him lightly. "Wake up Louie!"

Kayren wasn't my princess. Was she?

I slump in my chair. A nurse passes by. I stand up and say, "Excuse me. Do you know if we're allowed to see Kayren Trence yet?"

"I was just there. Um yah. She's sleeping though. She had to get stitches, and broke one of her ribs. Not badly though," she says. I turn to walk away but am stopped when she says, "Hey, aren't you Niall Horan?"

"Um. No. My names Jake. I just look like him." I say.

"Oh. That's too bad," she frowns. "Anyway her room is room 457B."

"Thanks." I call and run to her room.

All Those Tears - Kayren's POV

"Get away dad!" I scream as my dad comes closer to me with a knife in his hands. "Please go away! Mom help!"

"Mommy's not here to help you Kay. It's just you, and me." He smiles evilly.

"Niall! Help! Harry! Louis!" I sink down in a corner. "Help!"

"They can hear you anymore. They're all gone." He walks away and brings back Niall's lifeless body.

"Niall!" I gasp.

"There's only one person left."

"Who?" I ask. That was dumb.

"You."

I hold onto Niall's body as if my life depended on it. Which maybe it does.

"Dad no! Get away!" I slap at the air. "Stay away from me!"

He grabs my hands.

"Let go! Please! Don't do this." I close my eyes.

"Kayren!" My dad yells. "Kayren wake up!"

 "Wake up Kayren!" Louis yells as he grips my arms.

I start to cry and realize I'm holding onto Niall. "Don't make me go back." I whisper.

He grabs my hand. "Never,"

"Where's Carly?" I ask. Suddenly aware of the world.

"She's right here." Liam says. I look at him to see he is holding her in his arms.

"Ash?"

"Right here." Harry holds a sleeping Ash up.

I look at my arm. Which is now hurting. It's all stitched up. So is my other arm.

"What happened?" I ask.

"You fainted so we took you to the hospital." Liam says.

I fainted?

I lift up my shirt to see its wrapped up in a white bandage.

"Zayn, can I borrow one of your mirrors?" I ask.

"Yah," He pulls out a blue mirror.

I look at my reflection. Once again, my cold forest green eyes stare back at me. But I have one black eye and that scar.

When I get home, I look in the mirror again. The mirror is still cracked from my last encounter and my right eye is still swollen. But this time instead of crying, I just start laughing. Uncontrollable slaphappy laughter. Laughter that once meant that I was happy.

Maybe I could still be happy. Maybe it's not to late to be happy. Maybe I can still have fun. Just being with Carly and Ash, maybe I can be happy again. Just maybe. It could be a simple, normal, happy. Like the happy I felt with my mom.

My laughter turns to tears as I remember her. She loved me. Always told me I was perfect, no matter how many flaws I had.

Even when I messed up at my first ballet recital and all the kids laughed at me, she told me I was perfect. Or at my talent show, I was singing and my voice cracked. "Perfect job. Perfect!" My mom clapped and boasted.

I wonder if when she saw how torn up I was about her now. Would she still think I'm perfect?

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