My Guardian Angel ~A Niall Horan/Luke Hemmings Fan-Fic~

~A re-write of Scars Heal~
Maybe beneath all the pain and the hurt is a happy girl waiting to be shown. She is waiting to show people how good life can go for her and to prove all the haters wrong. She wants to love you with all of her heart and let go of the troubles and bad memories. But she can't do it alone, that's why you were made for her. You were made to show her how amazing she is and beautiful. You are here to make her believe she is here for a purpose, you're here to fix her because her scars do heal.
Skylar Bluee lives a fantasy life full of celebrity wanna-be's , money, and even fame. With parents that make money grow on trees, she doesn't know what it is like to go through hard times. Everything is made for her and she doesn't have to work for any of it. When her life gets suddenly flipped around, who will she turn to if everyone she had has turned on her. Some people want a Romeo and Juliet love story but some rather die alone without their Romeo.


2. Chapter 2-Though my skies are turning gray

~Skylar's P.O.V.~

"Use me as you will
Pull my strings just for a thrill
And I know I'll be okay,
Though my skies are turning gray

I will never let you fall
I'll stand up for you forever
I'll be there for you through it all,
Even if saving you sends me to Heaven" I heard a rough, thick Irish accent echo through my ears. He hand a voice of an angel and fingers warm but rough like he played guitar. I could smell cologne and mint gum. I felt as one of his caressed my cheek and moved my hair from my eyes. It felt weird to be here, and especially because my eyes felt like cement was dried on them.

I had heard this same voice talking to me for what seems like forever. He kept singing a song to me and it seemed really familiar. I kept repeating the lyrics but it seemed like he couldn't hear me. Nothing felt right at this moment, nothing felt real. My thoughts were empty and my head was cleared. The only thing I could focus on was waking up and finding out who this person was.

I haven't dreamt in a few days but I have had these recurring visions of car crash and odd smells of burnt rubber. To be honest I was scared right now. I was lost but yet found by this unfamiliar voice.

I heard a yawn and then the boy scooted his chair closer to me causing a nails on a chalk bored sound. Very unpleasant sound. "I wish I could hear what your voice sounds like and the colour of your eyes." Trust me I wish I knew too. "I wish I didn't have to meet you this way either." I wish I could actually see what you look like.

"I know I probably seem crazy right now to even try this but if you can hear, please just move or show you know I am here." He pleaded and held on to my hand tight. I wanted to show I could hear him but it was so hard to control my body. I felt useless.

"So I guess I have been talking to empty air, huh?" I heard a sob leave his body.

"Darlin' I really wish you weren't here right now, or if I could take your place. Such a beautiful soul, like yours, shouldn't be wasted. You have a future and dreams to chase, at least I get to live mine." After that he sort of just broke down crying.

"You mean so much to me already, I am responsible for everything. I wish you knew how bad I feel about the whole situation. I know I cant give up on you, there's too much to risk." What does he mean, "There's too much to risk?" It's just me we're talking about, I'm not that special. I actually sort of feel bad for the boy. I wonder why he is so sorry.

"Niall, I am going to take some of her blood to run some tests. You okay with being in here while I do it?" So his name is Niall.

"I don't know if I can leave her side knowing her condition. How did her sister's surgery go?" Sister?

"Well like I predicted she is on life support. Its not bad but it is enough to make her go into coma. Skylar is better of than her sister, Ally hit her head pretty hard."

"That's horrible. I just can't believe how much I hurt this family." Again with the tears.

"Niall, everyone makes mistakes in their lives."

"But not as big as mine"

"True but you'd be surprised some of the things that happen that are so small but effect someone so much."


"Okay, I am going to come back with the test results soon. We are going to feed her move food down the tube in about 15 minutes. Are you okay to hang here until then?"

"Yeah, Thanks Grace"

"No problem" I heard the door close and silence overwhelmed me for the next 15 minutes. The door opened once again and voices flooded the room. I couldn't hear Niall's breathing or talking and I was worried. Others started touching me and I felt something be pushed down my throat. I felt as if I was being choked to death.

I started to gag and cough loudly. I was scared for my life and I just wanted someone to help me.

"Is she awake?!" That voice calmed me, him.

"I think she is, Niall!" They removed whatever that was in my throat. I shot up and threw up. They handed me a bowl and it kept coming. My eyes were shut closed and my stomach was contracting. I felt like I wasn't going to stop.

A hand rubbed and patted my back helping me through the pain.

"Shhhh, get it out. Its okay love" I looked over see his beautiful blue-ocean like eyes. His face lite up and a smile expanded from ear-to-ear.

"You have amazing eyes, princess" Before I could respond my face was in the bowl again throwing my guts up. He stroked my hair and cooed in my ear; 

"I will never let you fall
I'll stand up for you forever
I'll be there for you through it all,
Even if saving you sends me to Heaven" I smiled remembering the long stressful nights of him singing that hoping I would wake up some day. I stopped throwing up and got my face cleaned up.

"I will leave you two alone to chat for a while, Skylar; there is a phone for to call me if you need help, I am Grace by the way" I nodded and she left.

"Niall, who is Skylar?"

"Skylar is you, do you remember anything? Or even who you are?"

"Its hard too, it hurts too much. Can you help me remember? Who are you?"

"Let me introduce myself then. I'm Niall James Horan, 20 years old and I met you 4 years ago at a park. I am Mullingar, Ireland so that's why I sound Irish."

"So are we in Mullingar?"

"Nope, you live in Birmingham, England. That's where we are right now" I nodded.

"Have I seen you in the last four years?"

"No I left Ireland for a while and I was back here when I heard what had happened."

"Oh, can you tell me about myself?"

"Sure, uh, Your name is Skylar Ellie Bluee, your 17 and your sister Ally Mae Bluee is 19 and she was in the accident with you. Your parents could probably tell you more about yourself since I haven't seen your pretty face in so long." I blushed.

"They'll be coming over here in 3 days" Niall finished.

"Wanna go visit your sister?" Niall asked.

"Yes!" He helped me into my wheel chair and he pushed me fast as we left my room.

"Vroom Vroom Vroom!" I made car sounds as he pushed me around like a race car.

"SLOW DOWN!" The nurses yelled at us but we didn't budge, yolo am I right?

"Where's 127?" Niall asked and I stared at laughing because we were right in front of it.

"Oh!" He finally found it.

"You're so blonde" I laughed.

"And you're so pretty!" He turned a crimson red knowing that shouldn't of slipped out.

 I looked at my sister laying there lifeless with a huge machine next to her helping her breathe. She has bruises and bandages cover her whole body.

  "The accident was bad huh?" He nodded and for some reason he almost had a look of guilt in his eyes.

 "It was"

After a few tearful moments we left back to my room and watched a movie. Niall sat next to me and I cuddled next to his warm body. I could tell he was smiling, I pretended to be asleep and he kissed my head and whispered;

"When I see your smile
Tears run down my face
I can't replace
And now that I'm stronger I've figured out

How this world turns cold
And breaks through my soul
And I know, I'll find deep inside me"

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