Death Track

Carmen's pov

My phone started ringing, I jumped slightly surprised. I haven't heard from my phone for a long time. I actually never used it, but my mom insist I got one. I took out my phone and answered yes.

"Hello, with Carmen Midland who is this." I heard heavy breathing on the other line, and I wanted to hang up. Probably the wrong number.

"Carmen it's your mom. I'm sorry I left you alone. But after you went back to Niall I was furious. To be honest, I don't like him. And I just don't want you to be with him, and I mean in no way what so ever. But hun I missed you, and I'm willing to take you back in." My mom just disowned me, and I didn't even know. Great just great. First she is the most important thing in my life, next thing you know she turns her back at me.

"Mom I don't want to go back, if you don't want me that's fine. But because it's of Niall it's only worse. Even if Niall doesn't want to take me in. I don't care. I'll live on my own without out you. Good bye mother." With that I hung up, I don't need anymore lousy excuses. But for her to think I will crawl back to her. That will be a big fat NO.

I angrily threw my phone on my bed and let out and an angry scream. Why did my mom have to make me go through all of this. I knew if I came back, I would be locked in my room, far from the outside world. I would cry myself to sleep, and I couldn't have any contact with Niall. I knew it would be like before, only worse because now I had something outside were I was willing to live for, maybe I am not meant to die. Not yet.

"Carmen, what's wrong. Why are you crying." Niall rushed into the room, and I tried putting up a smile. I hadn't even noticed I was crying but I now felt the hot liquid stream down my face. Niall wrapped me up in his warm arms, and pulled my closer into his chest.

"Just my mom. She doesn't like you and all, but I do like you. You are the greatest friend I can imagine and... and I don't want lose you, so now my mom kind of disowned me. She didn't even visit me when I was in a coma. I don't think she cares anymore, she kicked me out. I know this is much to asked but maybe-"

"Of course you can stay with me, who do you think I am, of course you can." He pulled me back into a hug and I started sobbing again. Why was I so different with him. I seem like that little girl from out past, that little girl without trust. That girl that could break any second.

"you don't mind? because if you do I will leave any second from when you say so." I hoped he didn't reject me, but I get his point if he does. who wants a sick girl to take care of, specially not when you are as famous as him.

"of course I don't mind, you are one of my best mates how could I ever leave you alone." I smiled. "a little girl like you can't handle the cruel world outside." he teased. I pushed him, and rolled my eyes.

"like you are so mature, if you go outside you need a bodyguard to take care of you, just for some girls." He laughed, and sat straight up.

"our fans can sometimes rip our clothes to pieces, just like.. like.. like tigers with a fresh deer on their path. so don't judge me when I'm scared sometimes." he pouted like a little child and I laughed at him.

"Those tigers are still your fans you know, and I'm not a tiger either." he smirked when I finished that sentence.

"So you are a fan." I bobbled my head in a 'yes' response. he smirked again. "you know, all our fans want to date one of us if they get the chance, no matter who their favorite is." He scooted closer on the my bed we were placed on. even if he meant it like a joke, it made my insides twist in knots, and my stomach explode in butterflies.

"I think I came further than any of your fans. one I am sort of living with one of them." I referred to our past scene. "second, I'm hanging out with one, and going to do that also with the others." I referred to sitting on the couch with Niall. "third and best, I kissed one, who I still don't know who, for free." isn't that were a fangirl dreamed of. I'm still fangirling of that kiss.

without a knock the door swung open, and there she stood the devil herself: Elle. she smirked, shot me a glare, yay me, and then practically jumped on Niall, making me jump away because we were actually pretty close now I think about it.

"Niallie." she squealed. ow her also annoying voice. "I've missed you." she kissed his cheek, and I couldn't help but feel a little pang of jealousy. I groaned angrily, why did she came back.

"you're just jealous that you can't have him and that he's mine." she smirked. she shot me another glare, and then turned back to Niall. she twirled strands of his blond dyed hair around her finger, and played with it.

"sorry Elle but the last time I check I broke up with you plus you almost killed my friend, so no thoughts of coming back for you." he tried to stay nice and all, and that's what I admire at him. he always stays nice, or at least tries and stays calm. In different kinds, like me, just get angry and start to stamp angrily and sometimes, not in my case, start to smash things.

"didn't management told you?" she had big eyes but didn't get off his lap. "we are getting back together." she smiled. she then turned to me and smiled proudly. just like someone who just finished an important game just before the other did. But in this case, it was about a boy, a boy who I thought was way too good for her, even if she may have a model body. but I think she is better at pleasing him then I am, because the only thing my lips or his lips gave touched are the other ones cheek. so for our future, there is nothing in sight.

"What!" Niall jumped up, still holding his voice calm and steady. "sorry Elle but I don't think that's a good idea. I have no interest in you at all, I have my eye on someone else." and just as those words slipped out of his mouth, it broke me. it broke my heart into a thousand pieces not for repair possible. I knew he would find someone his also known princess. but it just hurt me to know that I will never be good enough for him, even if I tried I wouldn't begin at the bottom that is in his league.

"You don't mean her do you, because I'm way better then her, I know it, management knows it, everyone knows it, even she knows I'm right and it's not even that deep." she stomped angrily with her foot, and scowled at me. and I knew she was right, every word she had said is the hard truth.

"don't talk about her like that. she's just my friend and nothing more, and that's what everyone knows." he spoke not even in an angry tone. but what he had said was the truth, but that's what Niall Horan in fact is: the truth.

"I'm going to talk to management about this and from this point on, we're still nothing." he placed his hand on her lower back and got her to the door, just before he was closing the door she gave him a peck on the lips, and then left. urgh what she did to make me angry.

"so is it true?" I asked as he was next to me again.

"what?" he asked, but he was smart he was supposed to know.

"you know what I meant, if you actually like someone." I winked jokingly. but inside I got my hopes up and just hoped he just said that because he wanted to get rid of her.

"I have the urge to say no, but I can't for two reasons. first you know I can't lie to you." that one made me smile, but at the same time sad because he confirmed it, he actually in fact liked someone. "second, you looked so hopeful. couldn't let your hopes up for nothing." he winked, this made my hopes for nothing Niall, if you only knew. I plastered a fake smile on my face, which I learned over the years.

"that's great." but in fact it was not, and only I knew.

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