"Babe we gotta go!" Niall rushed peeking his head around the corner of our bathroom. I looked back at myself admiring the way I had looked after carefully constructing my hair and make up. Tonight was the big night of the performance so everything had to be perfect, especially on the outside. My dress was sequined on one sleeve with green and gold sequence and beads, pulling it down slightly it came to my thigh once I was done with adjusting everything.

"I know." I told him slipping on my shoes and following him out to where Rachel held Rory sucking this binkie. Taking Rory one last time out of Rachel's arms he clung to me like a small monkey, laying his head on my exposed shoulder of my right arm that was not covered with a sleeve. Rubbing his back softly I swayed back and forth in a controlled motion.

"Amelia! If we don't go now we will be late babe." Niall warned seeing that I was spending more time with Rory then he thought. I hated leaving him but I knew this was a big night and there was no room for mistakes like being late. "He will be fine!"

"I know." I told him peeling him off of me and handing him back to Rachel who gladly took him. Within us moving Rory into Rachel's arms, Rory then began to scream and whimper. Knowing that I was headed towards the door, getting further away from him. "I love you Rory!" I turned my head to see the baby reaching out for me with tears running down his face.

"Thanks Rachel!" Niall ushered me out with I stood in his arms while getting down to the lobby. I felt weird leaving Rory this time, it was almost a feeling of loss for reasons I didn't know. Following Niall out to the car that waited for us he opened the door like a gentleman before getting into the drivers side.

"Rory will be fine." Niall reassured me although that wasn't what I really needed. I knew that Rory was going to be good in the hands of Rachel but some part of me was pressing the loss urge that was nagging at me.

"I know he will." I shook off the feeling taking in a deep breath to calm my nerves. The closer we got to the performance hall the more anxious I became. Nervous nerves bouncing and producing butterflies in my stomach that kept fluttering their wings in my gut.

"Are you nervous?" Niall asked me pulling up to the front and waiting for the valet to come tend to us.

"I feel like throwing up!" I confessed swallowing hard upon the sight of camera's flashing just outside my door. Moving my gaze to Niall his hand connected to my cheek, rubbing it before leaning into a sweet light kiss.

"Everything is going to be great, it always is." Niall told me before the valet came around my side and opened the door to the bright lights. Taking his hand he offered for assistance I pulled on it to bring myself to my full height. Walking around to meet Niall he grabbed my hand and we made our way into the spacious building that was filling with all people dressed in formal wear.

Guiding Niall backstage I went to make sure everything was running smoothly and efficiently since the show was scheduled to start in only twenty minutes. Girls dressed in white glittering tutu's and white perfectly tailored spaghetti strapped leotards were all running about getting various things touched up. Glitter sparked on the floors from the costumes of all the girl dancers that were all prepping for the night we had all be working towards.

"Jason!" I called seeing him talk with a women that wore a head seat around her head. Hearing his name her searched around for the source finding me and coming over to me with opens arms. I had become very close to Jason over the time we had worked closely together and knew I would miss him dearly if I woke up tomorrow with everything back to its original state.

"Amelia darling!" He embraced me with a smile curving on his lips, excited energy all around us. "Its show time! Come its about to start!" Jason pulled away from the hug leading us back out from backstage. Before we knew it we settled into our seats and the lights dimmed all around the seated area. The mood being set with the music that was in perfect synchronization with the many dancer that moved swiftly across the floor in grace.

"We really have out done ourselves!" Jason nudged me with a small snicker that I shook my head giggling back.

Although my thoughts were doing their best to stay focused on the performance they were reeling to that of something else. I couldn't stop thinking and analyzing about what Astrid had said. What did she mean that the choice was up to me? How did I have the power to decide what happened next?

Looking over at Niall I took in his defining features that were beautiful all on their own. His blue eyes intently focused on the entertainment placed before him. His blonde hair styled upwards, the same color he had given to Rory alike. Looking back at me a smile spread across his face while he took his hand into mine from where it had been propped on the chair arms. I would be lying to myself if I said I wouldn't miss all of this. I had so much here in this life but one thing I was missing and even though I had had a mile stone to being unselfish he was hard to not think about. With this world that had taken me on a roller coaster of emotion I could see now how good I had it. My dreams were a reality and it was amazing to take a taste of what it was like, of what it felt like to achieve your life's work.

My only question now was, was all of this worth giving up for the love of my life? My morals were being tested. What had become more important to me, my career or love? I guess it was all up to me to decide what I valued more in all of this. No one else could make this decision for me, it was all in my hands with what I was going to do next.

As the performance came to a close and the last number was performed the curtain was closed, shading away all the dancer that had worked for weeks on this performance. Working countless hours and running through different steps about 1,000 times, it all turned out to be perfect. The roaring of the crowd erupted into claps and even a standing ovation to which Jason and I stood up to bow with all our dancers. The curtain opened once again to reveal everyone involved with the production while Jason held my hand and again bowing in perfect synchronization. My heart beat speeding up when I took a look at just how many people were sardine packed into the building. I felt sweat pour down my forehead whether this was visible or not I didnt know.

Smiling and pretending as though my heart wasn't beating out of my chest a girl with a blonde bob stood out the most to me. Astrid. My heart is now racing and making me feel light headed from the sweat I can only imagine is running down my face. My breathing picked up to compensate for my heart beat that was knocking against my chest.

Waving to Astrid my symptoms began to worsen and even Jason turned and noticed my sickening features. I looked back at him seeing a worried look plastered on his face before he asked me still waving to the crowd about to wrap things up.

"Amelia, are you doing okay?" Jason took my hand into his and began to help me off stage to where critics lined up to talk to us by the stairs from where we hand entered the stage.

"I....I...It's hot..." Was all I could manage feeling like my speech was restricted from saying anything else.

"Dear lord, Amelia, you are paler then a ghost." Jason observed while I tried to keep my focus on walking. Jason signalled for Niall to come and help while we were beginning to be surrounded by hungry critics begging to get a word in with Jason and I.

"She doesn't look so good." Jason informed Niall who took me and helped to stabilize me. Switching my weight from Jason to Niall all I could see was lighting from the theater blurring and spinning all around me.

"Stop spinning me!" I spoke out with irritability from my vision that was causing me sickness.

"Amelia, no one is spinning you." I heard Jason speak in a warped tone, my hearing becoming impaired.

Others of people called my name and began to spout off questions I wasn't understanding due to my inability to concentrate on anything but my own jumbled thoughts. I could hear Jason tell the other nameless faces that he would be here to answer questions and that I was going to be okay. My weight was mostly carried by Niall, I could barely feel myself walking with all the dizziness and warped hearing of others.

"I need to go to the bathroom..." I breathed out feeling more sweat clog my pores from the large amount being produced. I could feel my color draining from my face and the heartbeat in my chest flutter out of control.

"Let me help you." Niall offered when I strayed from him holding me up.

"I just..." I wandered alone into the bathroom unable to communicate fully to what I needed to say. Everything was jumbled and unorganized in my mind, nothing of substance. I could feel Niall follow close behind me, making sure I could myself up and keep myself conscience.

Putting my arms against the sink I turned on the water to attempts to drink, to cool down my internal temperature that was only climbing in heat. Taking a look in the mirror I could see I wasn't alone, Astrid was smiling with her lips curved up to the right of me. Gathering what strength I had left to speak I whimpered out easy words I could conjure up.

"What are you doing?"

"I know what's in your heart Amelia. I know what you want and you are done here, you've done everything asked so now you can go home." Astrid touched my shoulder before I fell to the tile floor collapsing against the floor.

"Amelia!" I heard Niall shout with running footsteps getting nearer and nearer. My eyes unable to stay open no matter how hard I tried to stay conscience.

"Niall." I whispered the name I had become accustomed to over the past months. I no longer had the same feeling about this alternate world, I no longer thought of myself as trapped here but rather resided.

"Amelia!" Niall took my into his arms lifting my weak and pale body into his arms while we both say on the floor. My breathing was still quick which denied a good air flow.

"It's okay." I told him whispering what little I had left. He shouted for help when my eyes drifted off from trying to hard to keep open. My body was tired of fighting away the inevitable.

Again I heard my name being yelled, harsh movements being made against my chest. A shaking sensation being made by Niall while he coddled what life had left in me, doing compressions against my chest that surged sharp pains on my serum.

"SOMEONE HELP ME!" He called out yet it was too late for me. No amount of help would bring me back now, I was off and away.

Unable to hold on any longer to life I finally let myself go, drifting away into the nothingness that waited for me. Feeling liberated by the freedom and lack of pain that my body created I embraced what I had. My thoughts all coming back to me and the sound of silence splitting my ears once Niall's cries and pleas faded away.

note// I tried to update last night but that didn't happen since I fell asleep editing:p as I said before updates should be more frequent when I'm done moving! Anyways what do you think?!