Story of my life

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  • Published: 8 Feb 2014
  • Updated: 16 Dec 2014
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"Do you believe in love at first sight? is it real? how can a person love someone on their first sight? how did HE fall in love with me? WHY did he liked me? i wonder is it because of my looks? or is he just playing around?"
these are the thoughts Cynthia Bluebell has been having ever since she met Nial Horan, a boy in her class. she suspected that he has a crush on her. but soon, when his amazing talent of singing spreads through the world and got famous, people started to give death glares and threats to cynthia as she is the closest person to nial. will he be able to protect her while trying to keep up the rating of his fans? this story will make you thirsty for more. please do read and enjoy!


25. dead or alive?

Niall’s POV:

I was speechless. I couldn’t think properly. I couldn’t breathe. The whole world seems to go mute. Her body collapsed next to me as if it was lifeless. “Cynthia!!!” I managed to cry out. Struggling to get up, I crawled up to her and held on to her body. “Cynthia! Cynthia!!” I yelled out shaking her, hoping that she will wake up feeling annoyed as I a shaking her a bit too hard.

I saw blood smear her dress from the shoulders. Keith hit her with a chair. He hit her with the chair!! The thought kept repeating in my mind, which got my anger bubbling. I felt so furious that I was able to get up and punch Keith across the face. Anger gave me enough strength to continuously punch him.

“NO BODY TOUCHES HER BUT ME! AND I AM GOING TO KILL YOU FOR THAT!!!!” I yelled at the top of my voice as I kept hitting and hitting on his face as hard as my heart desired. But I wasn’t able to keep on hitting for long when Keith kicked my stomach and pushed me off of him. Gripping my bloody hand, I struggled to get up as I saw keith run towards me, pointing his fist at me. shutting my eyes, I waited for him to strike as I was not able to block. But it never came. Surprised, I looked up and got even more surprise; In front of me stood Zayn, blocking the punch. Behind us stood the rest of the group.

“have you forgotten the rule about us sticking together?” Zayn asked and pushed back keith. “How did they get in?? and how in the world did they find out?” keith cried out to his gang at the doorway. “I am sorry, but they are not available right now!” harry replied. The rest of the gang who were in the room ran towards the group. It was like a movie. They all began fighting, except for Zayn, who came up to help me. but I didn’t grab his hand. Instead, I hobbled towards Cynthia. she was still on the floor with her hands tied. This cannot be happening! Please be alive! You cant go away yet! Please be alive! Fear and panic mixed together in my head as I saw her shoulders. It was badly hurt.

The rest of the gang kept on defending us and beating them all up. But everything seems to be in ‘mute’. The whole room began to fade away as I felt a bit dizzy. But still, I couldn’t think of anything else but Cynthia. she is badly hurt. She is tied up! I realized and quickly began untying the rope on her arms with my bruised hands. Lets just hope that she is alive…


Cynthia’s POV:

feeling pain on my back and shoulders, I slowly opened my eyes to see bright light shining from a bright light on the ceiling. I realized that I was inside a room, in a very comfy bed with the warm quilt up to my chin. Blinking several times to wear off the bright glare from the light, I looked around and saw a heartbeat machine on my left, next to me. my hand was pierced with a needle and connected to a bottle of fluid by a thin tube. I must be inside the hospital.

“Cynthia? are you awake?” someone called from my right. I slowly turned to see the one and only person I want to be with right now, Niall. I gave him a weak smile. His dull face lightened up all of a sudden as he saw me. “you are okay! You are alive!” he gasped, got up and quickly hobbled over to me. when I got up, I noticed that he was severely injured; his ankle was bandaged, small cuts and bruises were treated on his forehead, face and arms, his knees were also bandaged…

“they did beat you up so badly!” I exclaimed. He sat down next to me on the bed. “you should say that to yourself! Why do you have to butt in at that moment??” Niall asked me. “hey! They were beating you up so badly I had to do something! You said you can beat up more than ten people gang!! Why did you take those hits???” I asked angrily. “I was afraid that they might do something to you okay?!” he said. “they have done something even when you didn’t do anything! Duh!!” I replied. “now look at your face! Its all bruised!” “why, you don’t like it? I feel proud to show everyone that I got these scars while protecting my princess!” he said, sliding his hands around my waist. “but its covering up your handsome face!” I told him. “aww. You do think I am handsome!” he replied in a horny way, moving closer to me. then, he gave me a kiss. “doesn’t your lips hurt?” I asked him. “not as long as I am kissing you!” I laughed. “does that mean you kiss someone else too?” I asked him. “you sneaky little girl!” he replied and crashed his lips to mine. He desperately kissed me as if it gave him strength! The kiss deepened as the time passed by. I felt the butterflies In my stomach and the wave of warmth filled my entire body. After a moment, we let go.

“are you satisfied now?” I asked him. “nah. I can never get enough of you!” he replied. “Mr. Flirt! Seriously tell me, are you okay now?” I asked. “never felt better.” He replied, hugging me. This time, he was the one who was listening to my heartbeat. “hey! I am not dead you know! Were you that worried?” I asked. “I have never been that scared in my entire life before. I really thought I lost you.” He replied. “don’t worry! I am alive as you can see!” I told him giggling.

“how is your shoulder?” he asked after handing over a glass of orange juice. That is when I realized that my shoulder was bad. I tried raising my hand a bit higher. “ouch!” I cried out as I felt a bit of pain as I raised my arm higher than my shoulders. “don’t raise it too high!” Niall exclaimed, putting down my arm. “yeah, it hurts a bit.” I told him, wriggling my fingers. “you should be more careful okay?” he said. I obediently nodded yes. I was really glad that Niall was here.


After several weeks staying in the hospital, we both were released and was given medicine. My mother and the rest of the group came over to take us back home. They helped us pack, get dressed and go home. Everyone was happy that we both were better within several days. Niall got more protective ever since that happened. He cared a lot about everyone. Especially me. The rest of the group became a part of my family. They treated me like their sister and loved me a lot. As for Keith, he was sent to jail for 20 years and became miserable and weak. On the other hand, veronica got expelled from her school and couldn’t get a chance from other schools as she was pregnant. it figures that she and Keith had spent some ‘time’ together before kidnapping me. Her parents even lost all trust in her and were devastated at the fact that she was actually pregnant at such a young age. She carved her own future in the worst way ever! You know what they say, evil will always lose!




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