Autumn Leaves (Niall Horan)

Alicia Hollow has done something horrible and the only way out of it is to fake her own death and start over.

Niall Horan, her best friend, believes that she is really gone and he faces many challenges. Like becoming mentally and emotionally unstable. Even doing some crazy sinister things.

Alicia's new career makes her face Niall again.

How will this turn of events end? And what secrets lie behind their past lives?

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18. Chapter Seventeen

 

 

Niall's POV

"Come on, Niall! I want to get home!" Greg urged me while I slacked at packing my bag. I picked up the pace a bit and moved to my last two drawers. "Why didn't you do this last night?!" He snapped, clearly agitated with my slow moments.

"Why do you complain so much? Are you on your period, Greg?" I shoved the last of the clothing into my duffel bag that I originally used for training. He burst into fits of laughter but sobered himself by clapping his hand over his mouth.

I felt a smile fall onto my lips as I stood from the ground. We made our way into the familiar corridor.

"Brooklyn, get back here!" His deep voice roared throughout the entire wing. Brooklyn's dad.

Faster than lightning, she crashed into my chest and hugged my body tightly. I hugged back solemnly a while her sobs into my ears.

"It's okay, I'll visit," I cooed into her ear. She looked up at me, her eyes red and tear stains painting her smile lines. It looked like she'd been crying for a long time.

She shook her head, her bottom lip trembling. "I-It's not th-that," she choked out.

"What is it then?" I questioned, caressing her cheek.

"My dad. I heard him talking to the doctor about stopping my chemo. He wants me to die, Niall." Her tears soaked my shirt as she buried her small face into my chest.

A bewildered expression formed on my face at the new information.

How could someone not want their own child? And of he doesn't care, then why does he care about me and her?

My face hardened as I spotted him at the end of the long hall. His fists were clenched and soon, mine were too.

Greg saw me gently push her aside and placed a masculine hand on my chest. "No, Niall," he mumbled, holding me back.

"What the hell?! You heard what he said."

His eyes widened in disbelief. "You'll kill him though. And don't underestimate yourself, you know you can."

Brooklyn gulped and pointed in her father's direction. He was only five feet away now.

"What did I tell you about him, Brooklyn?" He hastily gripped her wrist and started dragging her away.

"Niall! I-I........I love you!" She screamed nervously. My whole world flipped upside down at that moment.

I sprinted and broke them apart. I grabbed her dad's shoulders. Giving him a good shake, I spoke.

"Why do you hate me so much?" I shot daggers into his skull, almost burning holes into his eyes.

"I-I don't," he stuttered. "I just....I just don't want my princess to grow up."

Huh? What the actual hell?

"Yeah and that's why you're stopping her chemo," I commented harshly. His eyes widened in disbelief, his head shook back and forth, and his jaw dropped.

"Where did you hear that?" He gasped violently at my words like he knew not a thing about it. My jaw clenched at his delusional reaction.

"Brooklyn told me herself, you were talking to the doctor about stopping her chemotherapy," I spoke.

He shook his head furiously and we both looked to her. "Why did you tell him that?" He asked her and she wiped away her tears.

"I.....I-I only..-"

"You only what?" he asked, fed up with her hesitation.

"I only wanted attention. So, I lied." she gulped and looked into my eyes. What else did she lie about? I sent her an angry glare and stepped back next to Greg. 

"Wow," he mouthed as I took my suitcase out of his hand. "Why so much drama?"

I shrugged when I felt her hand on my shoulder. I turned and clenched my jaw, she looked at me apologetically. "I love you, Niall."

"One, it is way too soon for you to be saying that. And, two, I'm in love with someone else."

"Who?"

"Her name is Alicia," I whispered , before dragging myself out of that hospital.

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After unpacking all my things, I decided to head to the gym to catch up on my training. It's about a fifteen minute drive from here to the gym. I just couldn't wait to go to Dublin. This would be my first match ever and I want to atleast get the experience from it. But, of course I wanted to win.

"Hey Tiny," I greeted as I stepped into the locker room. He looked up with a great smile on his face.\

"Niall! My boy! I missed you!" His American accent sank into my ears making me smile. I picked up the roll of elastic type fabric and tossed it to him. 

"Get your gloves on." I grinned walking to my locker and changing into my shorts and tank top. I sat down on the bench and started wrapping my hands.

Loop the thumb and wrap behind the hand, three times around the wrist, three times around the hand, three X's through the fingers, around the thumb, lock the thumb, three times around the knuckles, any slack, make sure to finish at the wrist. I sighed when I finished, glad that I was done and that I had remembered the steps throughly.

"You coming?" Tiny smirked, tossing me my favourite pair of gloves. I slid them on and followed him to the mats. Time for my life to happen again.

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