You Found Me
Chapter One
Chapter 1
Niall's icy, beautiful blue eyes refused to fill with tears.
Too many tears have been shed out of them and he is done with crying. It only upsets those around him. He is slowly becoming as hard as stone.
For almost three years Niall has sat and taken every hard and hurtful word people throw at him. It slowly ate away at him until his breaking point which is exactly where he is right now. Was it the fact that no girl is willing to give him a second glance? Or is it the constant hate fans send him in their words and tweets? Or maybe it's management's constant want to change everything about him. Whatever it is, they should be sorry for their actions very soon. They pushed Niall to the point of wanting to fall asleep and never wake up again. His soul wracked with pain on the inside but his mind burned with dark thoughts of not existing any longer and how it would take away everyone's burden and he could finally be left alone to be with himself and no one else. He anticipated that the concert tonight would feature the new One Direction minus the ugly, talentless loser he sees himself as. He is given time in his dressing room to relax before the concert tonight and relax is exactly what he is going to do. He wants to go until he feels nothing. Ever again. He rushed into the dressing room he was conveniently given all to himself with a fear that one of his band members suspect something and followed him. Liam is good at that, but not even Liam can stop him now. It is too late. Niall is too far gone. Niall sat in the far dark corner of the room with a full bottle of vodka in one hand and a bottle of pain medication in the other. He is shaking like a scared puppy but he ignored the shaking and quickly popped open the bottle of pills.
It would be must faster and less painful this way. At least that is what he told himself. The lid popped off and flew across the room but he couldn't care less.
His blue eyes wandered to the pill bottle full to the brim with pills that could do so much to a person or completely relieve someone of a terrible pain. To his delight they are small pills.
He smiled grimly at the sky and whispered in a harsh, venomous, mocking voice, "God if you exist, I dare you to try and stop me. It's not like you care anyways if you do exist which I doubt you do. So go ahead prove me wrong."
Niall waited for a few seconds but nothing happened.
He smirked, "That's what I thought."
Then he chugged down every last pill in the bottle, washing it down with the vodka, before he grew weak and pass out, his heart beat gradually slowing.
A/N: It's a bit grim I know but I know where I am going with this so please stick with it! I would be absolutely torn apart if Niall ever thinks like this ever or any of the guys. This is just a story. ♥
Niall's icy, beautiful blue eyes refused to fill with tears.
Too many tears have been shed out of them and he is done with crying. It only upsets those around him. He is slowly becoming as hard as stone.
For almost three years Niall has sat and taken every hard and hurtful word people throw at him. It slowly ate away at him until his breaking point which is exactly where he is right now. Was it the fact that no girl is willing to give him a second glance? Or is it the constant hate fans send him in their words and tweets? Or maybe it's management's constant want to change everything about him. Whatever it is, they should be sorry for their actions very soon. They pushed Niall to the point of wanting to fall asleep and never wake up again. His soul wracked with pain on the inside but his mind burned with dark thoughts of not existing any longer and how it would take away everyone's burden and he could finally be left alone to be with himself and no one else. He anticipated that the concert tonight would feature the new One Direction minus the ugly, talentless loser he sees himself as. He is given time in his dressing room to relax before the concert tonight and relax is exactly what he is going to do. He wants to go until he feels nothing. Ever again. He rushed into the dressing room he was conveniently given all to himself with a fear that one of his band members suspect something and followed him. Liam is good at that, but not even Liam can stop him now. It is too late. Niall is too far gone. Niall sat in the far dark corner of the room with a full bottle of vodka in one hand and a bottle of pain medication in the other. He is shaking like a scared puppy but he ignored the shaking and quickly popped open the bottle of pills.
It would be must faster and less painful this way. At least that is what he told himself. The lid popped off and flew across the room but he couldn't care less.
His blue eyes wandered to the pill bottle full to the brim with pills that could do so much to a person or completely relieve someone of a terrible pain. To his delight they are small pills.
He smiled grimly at the sky and whispered in a harsh, venomous, mocking voice, "God if you exist, I dare you to try and stop me. It's not like you care anyways if you do exist which I doubt you do. So go ahead prove me wrong."
Niall waited for a few seconds but nothing happened.
He smirked, "That's what I thought."
Then he chugged down every last pill in the bottle, washing it down with the vodka, before he grew weak and pass out, his heart beat gradually slowing.
A/N: It's a bit grim I know but I know where I am going with this so please stick with it! I would be absolutely torn apart if Niall ever thinks like this ever or any of the guys. This is just a story. ♥
Me want a sequel !!! Absolutely awesome
12/9/13