Rosie's POV
I have no idea what to think. Or to feel. Or to do. All I do is kiss back, and everything goes away.

I have no idea if it is the shock of what was happening or the attraction in the air, but somehow my pain is gone....my thoughts are gone. My none stop thinking of El is gone, and my worries fade away.

"Niall! Get your ass in here. Now!" I hear Harry call from outside.

My heart is rapidly beating, and I begin to become nervous. Just one simple kiss, and I melt away....what is happening to me?

Niall pulls away, and intensly stares at me. His blue eyes were illuminated with the bright sunlight reflecting of him. His tan muscular arms showing wrapped around me, as he rolled onto his back, with my head on his chest.

I don't know why my head is empty from thoughts at this moment...I feel paralyzed.

My body radiates with tingles flowing through it, like I was lit with electricity. A smile pulls at the corners of my lips up into an arch.

"I better go. I'll see you later" he whispered and kissed the top of my head. I took a deep breath, and I was lifted off him and onto the other side of the bed.

The door squeaked shut, lightly, leaving me alone. I feel cold...ice cold. I missed his touch, yearned for his kiss. Pictured his bright, blue eyes, his dirty blonde hair. Imagined his fit muscles and amazing smile. All of him came rushing into my mind - he was the only thing occupying my head right now, and the only thing approaching my dreams.

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I wandered through the abandoned park. Loose newspapers and plastic cups flew in the breeze, and swirled around me. Everything feels so...distant.

An ear piercing scream let's out, and the ground shakes beneath my feet, as if it will give out any minute. I drop to the floor, and cover my ears as the shrill scream begins to come closer and closer.

I know that scream all to well...it was blatant to me. How it raised in pitch, then lowered. How it was always girly and never low and masculine. Leaves crunched behind me, and others encircled me, filling my nose with such a familiar scent.

"El" I breathed. A gaunt hand reached out, and patted my back. The nails were long, uncut, causing a few light scratches on my exposed skin. "I thought you weren't here anymore" I sobbed and turned around.

And, there stood before me, Eleanor. A different Eleanor. Her eyes were encircled with blue and purple bags. Her skin was almost white, with black outlining her face. Her brown eyes, once bubbly and spirited, were dull and lifeless. This was the opposite of El..this thing wasn't El. It looked dead.

"Come join us, Rose." She said, her voice completely different. It was flat and un-sprightly. She sounded like a tape recorder repeating, "Come join us."

I stepped back. "Us?" I asked. She smiled, a wicked smile. Her teeth were yellow instead of white and her lips were too chapped. She opened her mouth and let out a cackling, witch laugh.

"Us" she repeated, and Perrie and Dani walked up behind her, out of no where. Perrie's pink hair was knotted and teased, standing high above her head, like she was shocked with electricity and Dani's tan skin was white as a page.

"Come join us, Rose" El repeated, in a flat, dry voice. She held out her boney hand for me, and beckoned me to her.

"No. El. No" I sternly said. She snapped her hand back, and let out another loud, cackle making me fall to floor with pain from its loudness. I covered my ears, then pulled them away when I felt warm liquid upon them. It was dripping and covering my dry hands, like it was never ending.

Blood.

Blood dripped down the sides of my face, from my ears, and ran down my while body. It never dried, it kept dripping and dripping and dripping down my hands.

There was no pain though...just blood. All scarlet red liquid came from me. I coughed, and blood flew from out my mouth. I sniffled, and blood dripped down my face. It was all mine. And it all burned.

"Join us, Rosie." El said again. "Feel our pain" she added, growling.

I stood up, and backed away. A pool of blood gathered before me. It looked too much. It looked like all the blood was drained from my body. Still, I don't feel weak. I don't feel drained.

Blood still cascaded down my body as El snickered. "Come. Join. Us." She said slowly and evilly. I shook my head and stepped away.

"Not so fast" I turned and saw him.

Harry.

He held my waist tightly, making me incapable to move. He looked like El.......He looked dead.

He spun me around, still holding me, so I faced El. Louis stood next to her, his arm around her frail waist, smiling widely. He also looked dead. His brown hair was messy and dirty. Red surrounded his blue eyes as he grinned at El.

"Come join us, Rose" El said again. Her accent was strong, and her voice was deeper. She looked skinny...way too skinny.

I shook my head rapidly and tried to shake free from Harry's grip. More and more blood trickled onto his hands.

"Run! Run Rosie!" I heard a shout. I turned my head and saw Niall sprinting from behind us "Run!" He shouted again, waving his hands.

Liam and Zayn ran after him, looking rather dead too. There clothes are ripped, with holes, making their cuts and bruises showing. There hair was knotted and black surrounded the outer part of their faces like everyone else.

I looked over at El. She raised her hands all the way above her head, and the wind started to swirl and pick up. She moved her hands in front herself, the wind flying towards the direction her hands were pointing.

Her bland hair wrapped around her face as wind traveled up behind and past her. The strong wind blew straight into Niall, pushing him back with force onto the ground. He lay on his back, gasping for air, as Liam and Zayn came over and hauled him to his knees.

"Come join us Rose" El repeated and repeated. A tear fell as I shook my head so fast, I thought my neck would snap. "Fine." She smirked. "Do it!"

"Go! Run!" Niall yelled. I looked over at him,mans saw Liam holding his head up with both hands, and Zayn holding his hands behind his back. "Run! Rosie!" He shouted again.

I let out a scream as the crack sound echoed through my ears, making my them ring. The blood intensified, and I started to cough up the warm, red liquid too. I looked over at Niall. He lay on the floor, motionless, his head facing me. His blue eyes were no longer full of life, nor as blue as they usually were.

"Niall!" I screamed. "Niall!" I pulled against Harry's grip, and squeezed through it, and ran to Niall. His body was already cold and his loose shirt waved int he breeze. I rested his head on my lap, running my hands through his hair, blood beginning to turn it red. It was done....he's dead. I wiped away tears, and the blood on my face as he lay lifeless on me.

I felt the whole world stop. I did this. I killed him.

"Come join us, Rosie" I heard a muffled voice say. Niall shot up, his head outlined in black, and red surrounding his blue eyes. He pushed me onto my back and hovered over me. "Be like us. Suffer." He said, in a lifeless voice. I tried to squirm from his grip- but I couldn't. He was too strong.

He held his hand back, and Harry placed something in it. He held the lit cigarette an inch above my neck. "Last chance."

I widened my eyes and tried to crawl away.

It burned, and stung and hurt as he placed it on my neck. I kept letting out screams Every time he placed it on and off.

"Niall!" I screamed. "Niall stop!"

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"Rosie! Rosie! I'm here stop!"

My eyes shot open, as well as my body which was covered in sweat. My breathing was heavy, and my heart was beating quickly. I gripped the sheets with my nails and looked around.

Niall.

He leans on the edge of the bed, holding one of my hands tightly. I took my free hand and rubbed my eyes.

"Are you ok?" He asked, sitting down next to me, and wrapping an arm around me. I shakily nodded. My throat feels dry, and I feel as if it was all real.

I reached up to my ears, and thankfully no blood appeared. "Y-yes. Just a r-real fucked up dream." I managed to get out.

It was a real fucked up dream. Thank God it was a dream. Sometimes I have the most weirdest dreams though... El would never be like that..I hope.

"Everything good?" He questioned. I sighed nodded. He gently rested my head in his chest, and I obliged listening to his steady heartbeat. I took deep breaths-trying to calm myself down. "You want a drink?"

I shakily nodded, and got up along with him. He tightly held my small hand in his, as he guided me down the depressing halls.

Faint voices could be heard, becoming louder as we approached. Niall held back a little, slowing our pace and checking around corners. Louis? Harry?

"I know. I'm going to get her. Whatever it takes I will." Louis...it was definitely Louis.

Notes

Hey guys!!


I know...a little bit of a weird dream. But ya know...I felt 'creative' today. Wow...lol. Sooo...can we possibly get this story back onto the higher popular pages? I know I haven't been updating as frequently but I've been going through some real rough family problems and I'm trying to as much as possible. If we get this back to page six, I promise to do a double update!! This story is ending soon...in like ten chapters. Well...what do you think? Should I end it at chapter 45 or 55?

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