Far From Ordinary

"I...just thought you'd like being in Wisconsin." Kacey had a confused look on her face.
"I do, I do, it's just the fact that...well...it's not Ireland." I looked down at the ground. Kacey ran her free hand down my back.
"I know what's it like, Niall. To have such a drastic change happen in the blink of an eye..." She looked up at me, her differently colored eyes shining in the moonlight. Would this be a time to tell her the truth?

Niall Horan never wanted to move from Ireland to Wisconsin. Worst of all, he can't hang out with his friends, Louis, Zayn, Harry, and Liam as much.
But all isn't lost. Kacey Elit, an animal lover trying to recover from her anorexia disease, might just be the person to get Niall out of his funk. However, there seems more to Kacey that meets the eye...


34. Choices

Jason's POV

How? I couldn't contain my feelings for Kacey. But now that she had a boyfriend, especially one much more famous than I was. Even though she was moving in in a few weeks, she would probably spending a lot of time with Niall. What was I supposed to do?

Kacey's POV

I was torn. Torn between Niall and Jason. Sure, Niall was my boyfriend, but I had just learned that he had to go back to England and live with the boys. And Jason...I had rejected him. 

What that a mistake, or did I do the right thing? My brain said it was the right thing, but my heart said that it was a mistake.

Who do I trust? My heart, or my brain?


This was just a filler chapter. Actually, no, never mind. Let's keep going!


(still Kacey's POV)

I had gotten sick, again. I told you that every convention I go to, I get sick!

"Kacey? You need me to bring you anything?" Lauren was taking care of me this time.

"No." I muttered through my pillow.

"Well, I heard that you're living with a certain famous boy band." Lauren tilted her head.

"UGH, FINE. I'mlivingwithOneDirectionanditwasanaccidentcauseNialldidn'tknowIwaslivinghereandwestarted-datingandthenatPAXJasonkissedmeandAdamtookapictureofitandthenNiallgotmadandleftbuthe-camebackandnowIdon'tknowwhoIloveeitherNiallorJasonand..." I let out a weird-ass sob that didn't sound like any life form, heavenly, hell, or earthly.

"Aw, Kacey, I'm here for ya." Lauren hugged me in only the way Lauren could. "You let your heart decide who you love."

"But...won't Niall be mad?" I choked out.

"Maybe. But, listen, can I ask you something?"

"Sure. Anything for my friend."

"My boyfriend broke up with me, and now I don't have a place to live. You think I could...live with you and the boys? Maybe set me up with one of them?" My mind thought of something. Two recently broken-hearted people, one from Wisconsin, the other from England...

"Yeah. And I know exactly who I could set you up with. Just call me Kacey the Matchmaker."


"Kacey? You sleeping?" I didn't reply. I knew it was Jason on the other side of the door. I was, but I wasn't sleeping very well.

*le dream*

A low hiss came to my ear. Maxwell, I guessed.

I turned around. Instead of messy dirty blond hair and bright blue eyes meeting me, the eyes were a blood red.

Jason was possessed.

*end of le dream*

I screamed. I couldn't help it.

"Kacey?!" I could hear Jason fiddling with the door handle-we all had access to each other's rooms-and saw him bursting into the room. Seeing my shaking  and crying form sent him running to my side. "Kacey, what's gotten you into this?" I shook my head, letting out another inhuman sound. "Shh, Kacey, it's alright, I'm here." I could sense that Jason felt extremely awkward in the situation, with this happening the last time, I pushed him away. 

But I didn't want to pull away. I needed someone, anyone to hang onto. Nightmares, whatever they were, terrified me.

"Don't leave me, Jason..." My voice trailed off into another sob.

"But...about last time?"

"I was stupid, Jason." I choked out another sob. "I shouldn't have done that. I have to go with my heart."

"What do you mean?"

"I was offered a choice: Go to England with One Direction and have no contact with you guys, or go to L.A. and not have contact with the boys. I can't lose my job, Jason. I love my job. And..." I couldn't say the last part.

"And what?"

"I...I can't tell you. Just hold me." Jason did as I asked and held me closer, my head on his chest, still crying a little bit.

Were we meant to be? Or would it be just another love story in my life?

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