It's Too Cold For Angels To Fly

Gabby is your everyday 19 going on 20 year old girl, right? Wrong. She is abused, unloved, and worst of all, in love with a stranger. But when an accidental Skype call turns her whole world around, this angel's world will get completely different.


1. Accidental Love

Gabby's P.O.V.:
"Hey Laura, what's up?"

"Nothing much. Did you get the new cd yet?"

"No! It sucks. Did you?"

"Yeah. It's so good! Wanna come over to listen to it after school?"

"Yeah. See you after class." I can't believe I'm probably the only girl in the whole grade who didn't get the new One Direction cd. I'm lucky to even eat. I have to live with my cousins because my parents are both broke. I always go to Laura's because that's the only place I can be alone. We are best friends and she is like my sister. I walked into my last class, English. I love to write so I love having English last. I can get all the feelings out from the day.

"Sit down everyone," screamed the teacher. "We will be writing poetry today. It can be about everything you want it to be. I can't wait to see what you all come up with." As soon as she said that it was about anything we wanted to write about, I started writing about the five boys that were part of the reason I still breathe, One Direction. A lot of people make fun of me for it, and I cut myself, but they make me feel like I’m worth something. "Okay, time's up! Hand it in now." It only felt like five minutes since I started.

"Hey, How long has it been?"

"Gabby, it's been almost an hour. How long has it been for you?"

"Like five minutes..."

"Your poem looked long. What was it about?"

"If I told you, you would make fun of me."

"I would never."

"It was about One Direction."

"Cool. Oh, there goes the bell. See you next week Gabby." I walked out of class and went straight to Laura's.

"Hello, Mrs. Lee. Is Laura home?"

"Yeah, upstairs."

"Thanks." I ran upstairs to find her staring at her laptop. "Laura?"

"Oh, hey Gab. You need to see this."

"What is it?"

"I got a weird request on Skype. I was going to call it, but I was waiting for you because I was scared. Want to call?"

"Sure. I doubt it's going to scary." I hit the call button and the person on the other end almost immediately answered.

Laura's P.O.V.:
I can't believe that Gabby hit the call button. I want to know who is on the other end, but I was afraid it was going to be a creeper.

"Hello?" Gabby was staring at the screen in confusion. There was no picture or sound.

"Hello, is anyone there," I called.

"Laura, I don't think anyone is there. Sorry." Just as she said that, the picture came up and sound exploded. I saw a blonde boy around our age and he was playing guitar. "Hello? Who are you? I'm Laura and this Gabby."

"Oh, you're LauraSings127? I'm Niall. I didn't know it was you."

"One second, please?" *hits mute button* "AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! Gabby! That is Niall Horan! The Niall Horan of One Direction! One of the boys who saved your life!"

"Oh my god!" *Hits mute button again* "Niall, Gabby has to tell you something!"

"Cool, what is it?"

"Hi, erm...I just need you to know that if it wasn't for you, Harry, Liam, Louis, and Zayn, I wouldn't be talking to you today. I love you guys." She sat there and cried uncontrollably.

"Gabby, that is so sad. I need to tell the boys. We hate when we hear stories like yours. Listen, it will get better. I am here for you."

"Thank you so much. That means the world to me. The only person here for me right now other than you is Laura."

"Well, add me to that list. I have to go, but do you have a Skype?"

"Yeah, my name is Directioner_For_Life_98."

"Let me just tell you not to be surprised to see a friend request from me. Later loves."

"Gabby, he called us 'loves'! How cool is that?"

"Really cool."

"Gab, what's wrong?"

"This isn't real. That did not just happen. Things that awesome don't happen to me."

"It did just happen. You need to believe it. He is going to be on your Skype list soon! We are the luckiest girls in the world!"

"Listen, I have to go. See you later."

Gabby's P.O.V.:
Did that just happen? Good things never happen to a girl like me. The girl who got bullied intensely, attempted suicide 4 times, got suspended from school 2 times for bringing my blade to school, got beat by both my parents, and never got loved by anyone. Things might be turning around for me.

"Mom, Dad, I'm home."

"Where in the bloody hell were you?"

"I was at Laura's. She invited me over."

"You didn't tell us! Go to your room!"

"Fine! Whatever!" I ran to my room and opened my drawer to grab my blade. I pulled the sharp point against my skin and cried everytime I saw a drop of blood. I grabbed my laptop and checked my Skype. Sure enough, he sent the request. I called him with tears stained on my cheek.

"Hey love. What's wrong?"

"My life! My parents abuse me and I'm not loved by anyone!"

"Listen, look at me, I will always love you. Turn that frown upside down!" I started laughing, but looked at my wrist and lost my smile. "Gabby, let me see your wrists."

"I never show anyone my wrists. It's one of my thousands of insecurities."

"Let me see them." I lifted my wrists up to the screen, and his expression changed. "Gabby, why?"

"It helps me know that I'm still alive."

"Do you do anything to make you feel good about yourself?"

"I do sing a bit. I'm not good enough to actually sing in front of you."

"I bet you are. Can you sing me Iris?"

"Sure." I started and halfway through I got really into it. I sang like there was no tomorrow.

"Gabby, that was really good. Is that a guitar in the background?"

"Yeah. My parents gave it to me before we went broke. I use it to get money, but it doesn't give me much. About $50 a week. The worst part is I don't get a cent of it! They take all my money! All of my friends talk about your new cd, and I can't enjoy it because I don't have any money!"

"Well, how about I teach you the whole cd on guitar, so you can enjoy it."

"How about we start tomorrow. I hear my dad coming. He scares the hell out of me."

"He's probably not as scary as you say." The door opened just as he said that.

"Gabrielle, what the hell are you doing?"

"Talking to someone who actually cares about me!"

"Get over here you little bitch!"

"No! I could technically live by myself, and I would if I had all the money I gave you!"

"Who are you talking to?"

"Niall Horan!"

"Who the hell is that?"

"One of the six people who are keeping me alive!"

"That's it!" He ran up to me, turned the laptop towards him and I, and beat me. I cried as I bled.

"Gabby! Can you hear me?"


"That's it, I'm calling Laura." That was the last time I heard his voice for a few hours.

Laura's P.O.V.:
"Hey Niall, What's up?"

"Gabby's in trouble! She is getting beat by her dad and I'm scared."

"Okay. I'll call the police."

"Where does she live?"

"685 Harringfield Drive."

"Great. Thanks so much." He logged off right after. I ran out the door and drove straight to Gabby's house. The police were already there. I hopped out of the car and ran towards the house. Nobody stopped me as I burst through the door. Running after me was Niall. We ran to her room where we saw her guitar with blood splatters on it. She laid on her floor basically lifeless. Niall ran right up to her and cried. "This is all my fault..."

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