Fallen ~A Niall Horan Love Story~ [ON HOLD]

I stood over by the side of the building; leaning against the white, rusty, metal fence that was supporting me. I looked down. Whoa, I didn't realize how far up I was; even though I was only on the 6th floor. I had never been a big fan of heights. Then, I heard a loud "creak." And that was when I fell.


5. Chapter Four

Niall's P.O.V.

Bold colors and pattens passed by me as I ventured down the sidewalk. It was so pretty here, I couldn't keep my eyes off the bright signs and buildings that I walked past. As I walked by a restaurant, a strong smell hit me. I noticed the door was open as I licked my lips.  I wasn't supposed to be gone long so I couldn't get anything, but I could at least look at the menu. I walked closer to see that their was a chalkboard propped up against the door listing the specials. I took off my sunglasses so that I could get a better look at the board.


I heard a voice from behind me shriek. I turned around hoping to see just one or two faces but of course, there was a group of about 8 girls standing there with wide eyes and mouth agape. Normally, I would've said "hi" and taken a picture with them or something, but those girls looked like they were ready to tackle me. I quickly glanced across the street to see a couple more teenage girls running towards me, thanks to the other girl yelling my name. So I did the first thing that came to my mind. I ran.

And once I started running there was no stopping. I looked back to see a massive group of girls running after me. I muttered a couple curse words and kept running. I ran for about 5 minutes straight, as fast as I could but they didn't stop chasing me. I unexpectedly took a sharp turn and ran for around 10 more seconds. Then I took another sharp turn and dove behind a big trash bin to hide myself.

I peeked out from behind the bin to see all the girls running past the ally that I was in. I gave a big sigh of relief, but just to be safe, I waited behind the bin for another 5 minutes. I stood up and stretched, my heartbeat steadying to a normal pace again. I felt like I had just ran 10 miles. I looked around to see that I was in a unfamiliar surrounding. I took out my phone to look up where I was but there was no reception. That means I couldn't call anyone either.

I knew I shouldn't have left the hotel alone. I took off my dark green snapback and ran my fingers through my hair, frustrated. I then replaced the hat onto my head and leaned against the wall next to the trash bin. I looked around me and though I saw a shoe hanging out of the bin. I jumped back. It could've just had been an old shoe that someone had thrown away. But something told me that it wasn't.

I nervously walked over to the front of the bin to see that the shoe was in fact on a foot; which was obviously attached to a body. But not just any body. I stood on my tip toes to get a better look. It was an teenage girl. And it didn't look like she was breathing.

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