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.


12. Forever Young...

Niall's P.O.V.:
"Gabby, wanna go for a walk?" I screamed because she was in her room. Ever since she got that call last week, she's been paranoid. We haven't gone out since and it's starting to scare me. "Okay. I'll be out in a minute." She actually sounded happy. She hasn't laughed or even smiled. She ran out in her ripped jeans and hoodie. She was hopping while putting her black TOMS on and her hair in a messy bun. "Wow, you look beautiful."


"Thanks, I guess. Ready to go?"

"Yeah, but what happened to the scared Gabby?"

"I decided to be happy and not dwell on the past."

"That's good." I leaned in and kissed her. We headed out to the park and walked around. We saw kids running and laughed. "Remember when we were that age?"


"Yeah. I can't believe we're gonna be 20 soon."

"Please, don't bring it up. I was, am, and always will be-"

"Forever young." She looked at me with tears in her eyes. "What's wrong? You look like you're gonna cry."

"I just thought of how we're gonna grow up. I never want to grow up. I want to be forever young."

"We will be young, even when we're 63, we'll be young, shooting each other with nerf guns." She started to laugh and hugged me. "I'm hungry. Want to get food?"


"You're always hungry, but sure. Where to?"


"Perfect. I haven't been there in years."

"Well, today's your lucky day. I love Nando's."

"I know."

"How? Are you a stalker?" I laughed as I said that. "No, I'm a directioner, remember?"

"Oh yeah, I forgot." We walked there and got right in. "What would you like?" The waitress seemed happy, maybe because she was serving THE Niall Horan. But, she looked very familiar. "I'll have my usual. Gabby, what do you want?"


"I'll have the same as him. Thank you."

Gabby's P.O.V.:
"Hey Niall, what's your usual?"

"The spiciest thing on the menu."

"Mmm, that sounds good. We sat there eating and talking, but this time, about our futures. "Niall, where do you see yourself in five years?"

"Probably with the boys making music, but I also see myself settling down, having a few kids. Where do you see yourself?"

"Settling down, getting a job as a dancer. Hopefully I have few kids, but probably not in five years. Maybe in ten years." 

"You want to be a dancer?"

"Yeah. It's always been a dream of mine and I've been told I'm really good."

"You'll have to show me sometime."

"Really? Are you sure?"

"Yeah. How about I take you to this club I know. What kind of style do you dance?"

"Hip hop. I just love the rush it gives me."

"You should dance on the street for money. I've seen so many people do it and get tons of money."

"I should. And I would love to go to the club with you. Where is it?"

"Down the street from the flat. Wanna go tomorrow?"

"I would love to."

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