Truly Madly Deeply

19 year old India is traveling to Chicago to get away from her abusive boyfriend. Little does India know she might meet a famous Niall Horan. Will India be able to escape abusive Mick and end up with the love of her life? Find out in this story.


4. A Repeat

The warmth started to leave and the cold started to creep in. My fuzzy warm blankets had turned into sheets of ice. My hair was changing from soft strings of cushion to sharp metal thorns strangling me. The air in the room had escaped my lungs, a pain had formed in the side of my arm, my cuts had started to glow a deep red and they had the worst piercing pain. Mick came over me and was about to strike me when Niall had come over and stabbed him, terrified I got off my feet to see the ground stained by blood. Niall was cut on his lip from Mick punching him. He was so hot, his short was torn at the top, and he looked like someone out of a romantic novel. I was wearing a long white dress, it was a wedding dress? Not to Niall though to Mick. I leaned against Niall, and his muscles wrapped around my chest. He leaned down for a soft passionate kiss, I kissed him back we started making out for a 10 mins. The kiss was full of tongue and passion, oh how I wish he was my reality. I never wanted to wake up when Niall James Horan was going full on with his long, soft, honey like kisses. He pulled me down to the ground when I felt a kick. My eyes opened, "Ah shit it was just a dream!" After I said this Kathy came over to me and looked at me. I fell back into my bed with a happy, in-love sigh. "Nice dream?" She asked. 
"My god yes it was!"
"Thought so, what was it about? Taylor Lautner?" 
"Eww gross no!" I said getting up and walking over to the bathroom. 
"Who was it?" She asked.
I pulled out my toothpaste tube and applied it to my toothbrush. 
"Well who was it???" She persisted.
I let out a sigh, "Niall James Horan." I said in the longest sweetest tone. 
"Oh my god India u r almost 20 how do still get dreams about Niall Horan?"
I just stared at her with the stupidest face expression like I was saying, "What the hell is wrong with you?"
She rolled her eyes and said, "Well I should probably get back to my REAL boyfriend, you see what I did there?" She said sarcastically.
"Haha, yes not funny gbye," I said back.
Once she left I got undressed I stood there in my bra, and looked over at the signed Niall poster hanging on my wall I smiled, and finished getting dressed.


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