The Girl From The Plane


9. The Fight

~ Chapter 9 - The Fight ~



~ Coralie's P.O.V ~


Today we decided not to do anything, we stayed in our holiday house, and used the swimming pool, we played in it, but Sam and I were not in the best moods, after what happened yesterday. We were worried that we were going to meet them again, but that this time something worst would happen.

I couldn’t help but feel bad for Sam, as it was her first day in France and that happens.

It was now 6pm, so we decided to get out of the pool as it was getting late and the water started to get cold. We got out of the pool and went straight to my room, well our room; we had a shower and got changed.

"You okay?" I heard Sam ask me.
"Yea… It's just that I feel bad at what happened yesterday."
"Why? What happened with them boys, you never told me why you pulled me away from them."
"Well... because... erm... them boys, are the kind of boys that use their good looks and sparkling eyes to attract the attention of girls... and when the boys know that the girls are confident and trust them, they erm... kidnap them."

There was a couple of minute of silence when Sam was processing the information I just gave her.

"Oh... but I still don't get why you feel bad about it..." She replied.
"Because it was your first day in France and that... that happens."
"But are you sure it was them... I mean they could be guys that look like them"
"I'm positive it WAS them… I noticed that there was a bigger and older man sitting at the table near us, and he had the same scar on his left cheek, he is the same guy that was put in jail he must of have been released... but  I'm positive he WAS looking at us and at the guys."

Again there was a minutes silence were Sam processed the information.

"Okay... but don't get yourself worked up on it, you couldn't of have possibly guessed that these guys would be there." She answered softly. "You blame yourself too much on things that weren't your fault; this has been going on since your sister got shot."

How could she possible say that? I was the only one to blame. It is because of me that my sister got shot. It was all my fault. It was my fault that she was out at night, because I started a stupid argument about her coming in my room all the time without asking. It was all my fault.

I started crying a bit, but wiped the tears off before Sam could see. I could not take it anymore; people everywhere, family relatives all telling me that I could not off have stopped it from happening.

Things didn't make it better when I heard my parents arguing AGAIN downstairs. I could not hear what they were saying, all I could hear was my mum shouting and my dad shouting back but much louder. Could they not fight for a week?

I had enough; I started crying more and more. I got up and went to the closet, I took out my jacket and converse, I put them on and walked out.

"Coralie.... I'm ss..orry I didn't mmean to upppset you...." I heard Sam call after me.


~ Niall's P.O.V ~

It has been an hour now that the fans have been with us. It was time to say our goodbyes as the bodyguard came in.

"Okay guys it's time to leave."

We all got up. The boys and I each gave the fans a last hug. We had a wonderful time, until two girls that I hugged whispered in my ear

"You don't deserve to be here... You don't deserve to be in this band... Simon made a terrible mistake back at the x-factor auditions..."

This hurt me a lot. I could feel the tears coming up in my eyes, but I held them back.


~ Back at the hotel ~


~ Louis' P.O.V ~

Tonight was awesome, meeting our fans. There was just one thing that that was not right. Niall. Something was up. Something happened.

"Hey Niall, you okay?"
"Yea I'm fine" He answered with a smile.

I knew that he was faking the smile. He was hurt.


~ Niall's P.O.V ~

"Erm...... Guy's, I’ll... erm catch you later... I'm going out for a walk..." I said
"Do you want me to come with you?" Louis asked
"No it's fine... I just need a little bit of fresh air that’s all."

I had to get out of here. I started walking out of the hotel, until I was out of sight and started running. I didn't care where I was going... I need to get out of here.


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