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.


25. True Pain

Niall's P.O.V.:
As Gabby walked away, I could see a small smile creep across her face. I watched her go as we finished the questions. We completed our set with What Makes You Beautiful and walked off. I was dragged off by Louis, which made me laugh. I ran for Gabby and spun her around. Josh, our drummer, walked up behind me with a smile. "Hey Niall, who's this?"


"Josh, this is Gabby, my girlfriend." He extended his hand to Gabby. "Hi Gabby. I'm Josh."

"Nice to meet you."

"Niall, she's got an Irish accent like you. How'd you guys meet?" We all walked into a back room and sat down. "Well, we went to school together in Ireland, then we met again over Skype." I grabbed her by her hip and pulled her closer. "That's great. How long have you been together?"


"Almost 2 months"

"Really? I could've sworn it was 4 or 5 months."

"Yea. Josh, you're probably the last to know this, other than management, but..."

"Let me guess. You and Gabby are gonna have a kid?" We both looked at each other then looked back to him. "How'd you know?"

"Wait, it's true? I thought Liam was just joking. Congrats."

"Thanks." Josh got up and hugged both of us. As he hugged me, he whispered in my ear, "Don't screw her over." He pulled away and looked at me with eyes that said he was serious. My expression went from happy to nervous. I don't want to screw her over, but what if I do? Where would she go? Wait, why am I even thinking of this? I love her to the ends of the earth! He walked away as Gabby walked towards me. "Niall, are you okay? You look nervous."


"I'm fine, just a bit tired. That show wore me out. Let's head back to the bus." I grabbed her hand and started for the bus, but I remembered that we had to pass fans. I led her out and heard girls screaming bloody murder. I smiled as I looked at her nervous face. This would be the first time we would be in public together with paparazzi since the dinner a month ago. I reassured her with a kiss on the forehead and we walked out. We walked past the fans as the cheered. I would hear the occasional 'aw' from fans. We made it to the bus and ran for our room. I jumped on the bed and let out a relieving sigh. I smiled as I saw Gabby lay next to me and rest her arm on my chest. "Niall," she began out of the silence, "you guys were awesome tonight."


"Thanks. I think the fans liked you by the way they reacted." We were about to fall asleep when Liam ran in out of breath. "Zayn's gone." We sat up and stared at him. "What? Where'd he go?" Liam caught his breath as he began again. "I'm not sure. As soon as you guys left, he stormed off. No one knows where he went." I stood up and put my shoes on. "I might have an idea. Gabby, stay here. We'll be right back." I dragged Liam off of the bus and walked to the nearest bar. Even though he's 20, he still can't get alcohol, but Paul was gone too. I stormed in and saw Zayn in tears next to Paul. I turned and looked at Liam, who was just as confused. Zayn never cries, ever. We walked up to him and looked at him. He couldn't control himself, not even with Paul there. "Hey Paul, what's wrong?" He pulled me outside, along with Liam, and let out a sigh. "Remember Claudia? She's here with another guy." Liam and I exchanged glances. "So?"


"She looked at him, then kissed the other guy. The other guy, I think his name was Rick, went up to Zayn because he was caught looking at Claudia. He started punching him and cursing him out, calling him a fag for leaving Claudia. Let me tell you, I hate getting into your drama."


"So what happened to Zayn? Is he okay," Liam said with concern in his voice.

"He's got a busted nose and a black eye, but nothing really major." Both of us let out a sigh as we went to Zayn to take him back to the bus. We both got on either side, held up his arms, and carried his drunk body to his bunk. By the time we got back, we were about to leave. I grabbed a drink out of the fridge and hopped into bed, this time completely out of breath. It wasn't until now that I realized that Zayn was really heavy. My head hit the pillow as I drifted to sleep.


Gabby's P.O.V.:
I woke up the next morning and opened my laptop because Niall was still asleep. As soon as I opened Twitter, the tears started forming. Every other tweet was hurtful. '@niallofficial OMG gabby is such a slut! I hope she fuckin kills herself! @gabs_91393 I hope you see this!'


'@gabs_91393 you don't deserve @niallofficial he should be with me'

'@gabs_91393 just go kill yourself' My sobs might of woken Niall up, because he hugged me and cried with me. "Gab, you don't deserve any of that. They're just jealous of us."


"I know, but it still hurts. I've been hated on too many times, but this is the worst ever. I've tried killing myself, and failed every time. This time I won't fail."


"Gabby! I won't let you endanger you or the baby!"

"Who cares? This child will probably hate me anyway!" I saw Niall get up and head to the bathroom. I tried to go after him, but I was stopped. He shut the door, locked it, and left me to hide in our room. Through the door I could hear silent sobs. I ran for the door and kicked it open and saw a horrid sight. Blood on the floor, dripping from his wrists. I put my hands over my mouth to stop myself from screaming. I grabbed a towel and pressed it against the torn flesh. "You know that feeling you have inside? That feeling of hurt, disgust, and pain? Those are the feelings I had when I saw your cuts."

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