Chapter 1

                                    

                                          
"What do we do now?" I ask looking at Liam. He isn't looking at any of us. I wonder if he's as scared as I feel. Liam's always been so strong. I wonder if he actually cries at night. 
                          
"I'm not sure... I guess we never thought of this." He shrugs. I sigh, running a hand through my hair. I feel my sleeve fall up a little and quickly pull it down. They don't need to see the scratch. 
                          
"Then what was the point? We aren't even hidden why did we pretend to die?" I ask, getting slightly angry. Liam said the thought everything through. 
                          
"Niall's right." Zayn says. "What now?" 
                          
Liam looks around. "We'll go. Pack your bags boys I'm going to find a place for us to live in peace." He says getting up. I look at Zayn, a smile spreading on my face. I don't know why I'm so happy... But can this really work? Can we finally be free? Free from the shitty life of fame? 
                          
"I'm happy to finally be done with it all." Harry smiles intertwining his fingers with Louis'.
                          
"I'm happy that I can finally be me." Louis says looking at Harry. For a moment I think they're going to kiss. Wait, Harry and Louis aren't dating, are they? 
                          
"This may sound stupid but are you... dating?" I ask.
                          
"Yeah..." Harry says a look of confusion on his face. He turns to Louis who also looks confused. I turn away from them. How did I miss that my two friends are dating? It was because of the hate. 
                          
"Where have you been, Ni?" Louis laughs. I was busy coping with hate. 
                          
"I dono." is what I say.  No one asked me why I wanted to end the band. Maybe they already know. 
                          
I look at Zayn who's trying to not laugh and look down. I let my hand trail up my other arm, feeling the scar from my scratch. I want to scratch my arm but I can't. Last time I left a mark. Liam saw it and I lied to him, saying it was a fan. That seamed to be the last straw with Liam. So, maybe if I didn't lie to him we wouldn't be doing this.
                          
Oh my god, is it my fault? Is all this my fault? "Niall mate, are you ok?" Zayn asks, gently touching my arm.
                          
"Yeah, you look constipated." Louis laughs. No, I think, I'm just trying to not scratch my arm. 
                          
"Sorry, but what if we get caught? How are we even going to leave London without someone seeing?" I say. Liam didn't think this through. I know he didn't. 
                          
"We're leaving at night, maybe one in the morning." Liam says coming back into the room. He's holding a piece of paper. 
                          
"Where are we staying?" I ask, looking down at my nails. 
                          
"A small town called Gone. No one ever visits there, its small, quiet, and they don't focus on singers and that kind of shit." Liam says, looking at his paper. 
                          
"So... That's where we'll be living for the rest of our lives?" Zayn asks. Liam nods. He looks determined, but his eyes look lost. He didn't want this. 
                          
"You all agreed to this, there's no backing out of it now." Liam says sternly. I almost sigh. He's only saying that for himself, I wish I could back out.
                          
"I'll miss my family." I say. That's another thing, even our family's think we're dead. No one can know. The more I think about this, the stupider it sounds. We're going to get caught, then we'll be fucked. 
                          
"We all will, Ni... But just think, we can finally have a normal life." Harry says patting my knee. I wish it was that easy. But I know the guilt will eat away at me for a long time. I look at all the boys. 
                          
"I'm going to bed." I say.
                          
~
                          
Its one in the morning, Liam just woke us all up. "Take only what your sure you'll need." He says. I nod and head back to my room and pack the important things. I have a photo album, my phone, a notebook, some cloths, and fan letters. I don't want to forget the fans. I kind of feel guilty leaving them now. No, scratch that. I feel really guilty. 
                          
"Niall come on!" Liam says coming back into my room. I wonder if he's nervous, if he misses the fans. "What is that?" Liam asks, taking my phone from me.
                          
"My phone." I state. Does Liam not know what phones are? We all have one. 
                          
"You can't have this, I'm sorry Niall but you just can't. People could track us." Liam says. He holds his hand out. 
                          
"But its my phone!" I protest. I tighten my grip on the device. 
                          
"Niall, you agreed to do this, I'm sorry but you cant have your phone." Liam sighs. He's growing impatient. 
                          
 I just stand there, mouth wide open as Liam takes my cell. "B-but the memories!" I shout running after him. 
                          
"What memories, Niall? The ones that make you hurt yourself?" He snaps. I fall silent. "Don't think I didn't know." Liam hisses.
                          
"T-the good memories... I-I have pictures on there that..." Liam cuts me off, stepping towards me. 
                          
"We are starting a new life, Niall. We need to forget this one and move on." Is all he says before putting his hand on my arm where the scratch is and walking away. I look at the fan letters in my hands, I put them in the notebook. I can't believe Liam's acting like this, and that he knew about me hurting myself. I feel like crying, but know that won't do anything but make me look pathetic.
                          
"Niall!" Liam yells. I look around the house one last time. Tomorrow we'll be in Gone, starting our new lives. Leaving this one behind like an old book. It will only be a story soon. We'll be forgotten by our fans and family. It will only take time for everything to get better.
                          
Tomorrow, I start my new life.
                          

                          
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This will be in Niall's pov unless said.
I hope you liked it! 
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