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I opened my eyes and all I saw was my mom and dad’s faces looking down at me.

 

 

A single tear rolled down my cheek as I felt an extremely warm feeling in my belly.

 

 

A feeling I’ve always felt whenever they’re around.

 

 

I smiled and immediately went up to them.

 

 

I hugged them so tight wanting to stay here in this bright room with them forever.

 

 

My mom hummed her favorite lullaby, the same lullaby she used to sing me to sleep, as I clung to her.

 

 

My dad reached out his hand and gently ruffled my blonde locks.

 

 

‘I miss you.’

 

 

I whispered to them after another sob.

 

 

‘Oh dear, we feel likewise.’

 

 

My mom replied.

 

 

‘Everything’s okay, Niall. Don’t cry. You don’t have to feel sad.’

 

 

My dad said.

 

 

‘You’re right dad, I don’t have to be sad anymore coz you’re here with me again. My eyesight is back, my parents are back…nothing could possibly make me sad now.’

 

 

My mom and dad exchanged knowing looks at each other and I was left confused.

 

 

‘What is it?’

 

 

I asked.

 

 

‘Honey, you have to go back.’

 

 

My mom replied.

 

 

‘Go back to where?’

 

 

‘You have to go back to your life, son.’

 

 

Dad said.

 

 

‘But…I just got here…and everything feels better here with you. Why do you want me to go back?’

 

 

I cried.

 

 

‘Niall, always remember this…when everything seems rough, don’t let it get worse…make it go better. You have gotten through your worst days, honey. Please don’t just give up that easily.’

 

 

‘But it hurts, mom! The pain, I don’t think I can’t take it any longer.’

 

 

‘Son, sometimes you need to feel pain before you feel relief. You’ll never know what feels good until you’ve experienced the worst. You may never know what will come to you after your grief and sufferings ended. As they say, there’s always a rainbow after every storm.’

 

 

‘But dad…mom….i want to stay here…please let me stay here with you.’

 

 

‘Oh hon, we want you to…but this is not your time yet. You need to go back and live it.’

 

 

‘But what if I don’t want to?’

 

 

‘Then we’ll be sad. Do you want that, Niall? Do you want to see us sad?’

 

 

‘No, mom. Never.’

 

 

I cried harder.

 

 

‘Then do what we tell you…make us proud, son.’

 

 

Dad said.

 

 

Suddenly, their figures started to blur, as if they were fading.

 

 

‘Mom, what’s happening?’

 

 

‘We have to go, Niall. It’s time for you to go, too.’

 

 

‘Mom! No! Dad! Please! Stay. Please.’

 

 

‘We love you, son. Take good care of your brother. We’ll always look after you. Always.’

 

 

‘No! Don’t go yet! No! Please!’

 

 

I stretched my arms towards their fading figures wanting to go with them.

 

 

But my hands failed to feel them and they continued disappearing.

 

 

‘And listen to what your heart tells, dear.’

 

 

My mom’s voice echoed.

 

 

‘He’s a really nice and sincere guy, baby. You just have to give him what he asked you. Time.’

 

 

After that the whole room started to shake and rumble.

 

 

Gone was the bright shiny room I saw a minute ago.

 

 

Now, an apocalyptic scenario surrounded me.

 

 

I felt like I was being transported back to somewhere else.

 

 

My head got heavy and I broke down to the ground.

 

 

I writhed in agony as I felt my chest being compressed and stuffed.

 

 

I struggled to breath.

 

 

I closed my eyes as I hoped to feel some sort of relief in my chest.

 

 

I tried gasping for air and the last thing I knew I was choking water out of my lungs.

 

 

I felt myself lying on the sandy beach and the cold twilight breeze caressed my wet skin.

 

 

Something felt weird with my eyes.

 

 

Like something was off of it.

 

 

I tried opening them and all I could see was a vague image of a young man panting and his eyes were filled with worry.

 

 

I have never seen him before in my life.

 

 

I tried saying something.

 

 

And I saw him smile.

 

 

Like a big chunk of thorn had just been plucked out of his chest.

 

 

Like relief came to his senses as he saw me open my eyes.

 

 

I saw his mouth move.

 

 

As if he’s speaking to me.

 

 

But all I could hear was a muffled sound.

 

 

I can’t understand it.

 

 

He kept repeating that sound and he kept mouthing the same words that I failed to comprehend.

 

 

He did it like he had wanted it to say for a very long time.

 

 

Suddenly, I felt a hot liquid dropping down on my cheek.

 

 

I think the boy was crying.

 

 

But still he produced the same muffled sound and words.

 

 

He leaned in closer to me.

 

 

And I saw his eyes shine.

 

 

Hazel brown orbs shining, tearing up and smiling at me at the same time.

 

 

He leaned closer.

 

 

But this time he closed his eyes.

 

 

And the last thing I can recall is the feeling of the softest lips against mine.

 

 

After that, it all went black again.

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SOoooooo... this is just random but... i did a crime! AGAIN!

i stole this photo of Niall from his intagram and gave him wings.

I don't even know if it's really that okay with the chapter but...

MEH!!

i already did it soooo

HAHA

~_~

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