The Man Who Cant Be Moved (a Niall
Horan love story)
Chapter 26 (cont.): Murdurer
Mahem
Alyssa POV: "niall!" i said.
again, he didnt stop. "niall stop!" i yelled. he
stopped abruptly and said, "alyssa, hes way over
there!" "niall, he has a gun!" i shrieked. niall
stood up and pulled me up with him. thats when the man broke into
a sprint. niall grabbed my hand and we ran the other way towards
the car. soon, we could see the car, but the man was gaining on
us. i was tired, but i held onto nialls hand. suddenly, i
tripped on something and tumbled to the ground.
"niall!" i cried. he stopped and turned to me. "my
ankle! i dont think i can move!"`i said and turned. the man
was almost in shooting range. niall ran over and scooped me over
his shoulder and ran for dear life back to the car. he quickly
opened my door, placed me down, slammed the door close and
hurried around to his side. i watched as the man run to the edge
of the sand and onto the pavement of the parking lot.
"niall, hurry!" i squeaked. he put the key in, started
the engine, and drove at top speed out to the road. the man
chased the car as long as he could until he got tired, slowed a
bit, and raised his arm, ready to fire. we heard a loud shot and
i turned in my seat a bit to see if the bullet hit anything; it
didnt. luckily the man had been too tired to be able to aim
correctly, and he hit a pole that we had just passed. only when
we got back on the highway, did i breath out a breath i didnt
know i was holding in and grabbed nialls hand. ïm sorry
babe." he said. "alyssa, you know its not your
fault." he said firmly. i smiled slightly, liking the sound
of that, but frowned when i remembered that id tripped.
"niall, we couldve gotten away quicker if i didnt
trip!" i exclaimed. "alyssa, if i had stopped when you
said it the first time, we wouldve gotten away quicker. maybe you
wouldntve even tripped!" "but-" i said, but he
interrupted. "alyssa, i was not going to leave you, he would
have killed you. i wouldnt have been able to live with my self
knowing that i didnt go back for you." he said as we pulled
off the highway and onto his street. we pulled up to his house
and got out holding hands while we made our way up to his room. i
laid close to him. "nialler." i said. "hmm?"
"you dont realize how scary it was until after it happens,
you know?" he nodded and cuddled up to me, puting his head
in the crook of my neck. "its okay. were okay." he
whispered in my ear as he rubbed the front of my hand with his
thumb. i sighed and closed me eyed. yes were okay, thank
goodness. i thought. "night, niall." i
whispered. "sweet dreams, princess." he replied and
kissed the spot behind my ear. i closed my eyes and tried to go
to sleep. i kept seeing the image, of the man with the gun, in my
head. when i saw his face up close in my mind, i recognized those
creepy black eyes. "niall!" i gasped, opening my eyes,
my breathing getting faster and faster. niall, knowing something
was wrong, pulled away to look in my eyes. ït was
him."i said with tears running down my cheeks. he sat there
for a minute and i could see him working out what i said in his
head. he looked back up at me and i saw it click. he swore under
his breath and pulled my head into his chest telling me "ill
tell paul everything in the morning." i laid there
thinking the man who attacked becca and i at the station
had just come back for us. how did he know where we were? does he
know where becca is? why is he coming after me? i
sobbed into nialls shirt until i fell asleep with niall holding
me tightly in his arms.
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omggg! instenseness! sooo... the guy came back! :O alyssa wrote
pretty much this whole chapter so i am very proud of her cause
she was able to put some sort of cutee stuff(; i knoow alyssa
typed the last part but she was being kinda slow while typing so
i took over just to finish this chapter hahaha soo...
feedback?<3 ~Becca(:
