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“I’ll be staying here,” Liam said as the others started to leave the room. He looked over the lad who was quietly lying at the bed unconscious and he knew he can’t just leave him alone. He was about to sit down at the chair beside the bed when he noticed that someone still hasn’t left. “He won’t be going anywhere Liam, and I’m sure the hospital would contact us once he wakes up,” Louis plastered a half-hearted smile on his face, placing an arm over his shoulder trying to reassure the lad. “I want to be the first one he sees when he wakes up,” Liam attempted a smile but ended up with an oblivious disappointed look on his face. “We’ll leave you then. Take care mate, we don’t want another one of us lying down in a bed next to this one,” Louis replied, pointing at the hospital bed. “I will, and I’ll give you updates, just in case,” Liam answered gently nudging Louis to the wide-opened door with a fake smile, but his eyes give him away. “I’ll be going then,” Louis hurriedly got out of the room, leaving the two alone.

It was after the party. Liam kept insisting that they should just wait for their service limousine but no one listened to him. “Come on Liam, there’s no harm on trying. Harry is the best driver on earth!” Niall laughed as he shoved Liam inside the car. “Thanks Niall!” Harry smiled as he sat on the driver’s seat. “You’re drunk as hell Harry! Don’t you dare step on that pedal,” Liam kept protesting but Zayn and Louis held him tight and fastened him onto his seat. He kept pushing the two away from him but they only laughed at him. “Liam, will you hold my hand?” Niall whispered to his ear as the others kept ranting and shouting senseless idiocies inside the car. The lad was sitting behind him but the Irish lad reached for his hand. Niall squeezed his hand in a tight grip and said, “I’ll be sleeping, will you watch out for me? I don’t want the lads playing a prank on me.” Niall let out a soft giggle before laying his head on Liam’s shoulder. It only took a few minutes before he heard Harry shout, “Damn it! The break isn’t working!” Harry was frantic and was already starting to panic. Louis rushed to Harry’s side, seemingly alarmed despite being drunk. Zayn pushed the door open, “Come on guys, let’s just jump outside of this car!” Zayn was the first one to jump, landing on the hard ground, breaking an arm. Harry and Louis were arm in arm, “Come on! Liam! Carry Niall! We can’t just leave you here!” they frantically shouted repeatedly. Liam tried his best to pull Niall, but the lad’s foot was stuck onto something at the back of the car. “COME ON! QUICKLY!” they shouted in unison before jumping out of the car, Harry almost broke a leg while Louis landed on Harry’s body, unharmed.

Everything else was a blur. Liam woke up and he thought it was all a dream. But his relieved face was suddenly filled with horror as he saw Niall, unconscious and bloody. “Niall, wake up! Please don’t do this to me,” Liam pleaded as he held Niall’s face in his arms. “Help us! Somebody help us!” he frantically shouted but no one came to their aide. He cried helplessly as he cradled Niall’s body in his arms, in the middle of the dark night.

Everything will be alright, they kept telling him. They never stopped reassuring him that Niall will wake up, but he wasn’t so sure of that. The longer Niall stayed in that room, the lesser the chance was that he will soon wake up. He sat on a chair near the hospital bed as the tears fell from his eyes. “I’m sorry Niall. I’m sorry for not being able to watch out for you that night. This must be the worst prank ever done to you, right? I should’ve protested even more. It wasn’t anybody else’s fault but mine. I was the only one sober that night but I wasn’t able to do anything. Niall, will you please wake up for me buddy?” Liam’s voice finally broke as he sobbed heavily. “Do you remember the first time I met you on X-Factor? You were the most innocent looking lad on that place, mate. I knew, from the moment I saw you that I had to take care of you, I had to have you or nothing on earth will ever matter to me. Then we became roommates, way before we were put together as One Direction. I still remember that day when you were playing your guitar and singing at those steps. I just stared at you, didn’t I? I was mesmerized by your voice. It was as if a thousand angels were singing from the heavens above. Believe me Niall, you’re the best singer I know, even better than Leona Lewis, now that’s saying something,” Liam can’t help but let out a chuckle. He continued, “Your eyes, your fascinating blue orbs … they are wonderful. It feels like you can see right through my soul whenever you look right into my eyes. The way your hair is blonde on top and brunette on the sides? That’s the best thing on earth. Damn it Niall, please, I’m begging you, open those eyes for me buddy. I can’t live without you. I just can’t,” Niall’s blanket was soaking wet but he kept on tugging, wishing that somehow, Niall could hear him.

“Three weeks had already passed since the accident. I would love to tell you all, that he made it and everything is now alright. I would love to say that he finally opened his eyes and mine was the first face he saw … But he never did,” Liam’s eyes were filled with tears as he tried his best to continue. “As I stand before all of you, I just want to give a message to my dearest friend, Niall James Horan. I will miss your laugh baby, the way you could cheer me up whenever I’m down with just one smile of yours. I’ll miss the way you look at me with those beautiful eyes with that look of adoration. I’ll miss touching your soft hair, and kissing the temple of your head. I’ll miss taking care of you whenever I get the chance to do so. I’ll miss everything baby,” he kept sobbing uncontrollably as his tears fell down from his eyes. “I know that you’d want me, all of us, to move on, but babe, I just can’t let you go without being able to say the truth. And the truth is that I love you and I forever will,” he breathed heavily. He was determined to finish his speech. “Take care of yourself alright? I won’t be there to take care of you for a while, but I promise, I’ll meet you there. Baby, will you promise me one thing though? Promise me that when the time comes, you’ll meet me there with the same wide smile and warm, tight hug, alright buddy?”

It has been almost a year. A whole year, since you have seen him. Since you have smelt him, kissed him, held his hand. You pull out the newspaper article from the small shoe box that has been tucked away in your closet for months, and stare at it for what seems like hours. It might have been hours, but you have no way of knowing. You’re eyes get clouded, as if you can’t see anymore. You try to forget that night, the night it all happened. The night you lost him.

Harry held you from behind, staring into the mirror right into your eyes. He was smiling uncontrollably, and kept repeating the same words into your ear, “Forever and always babe. I promise.” It was your one year anniversary, and Harry had planned a special night.

It had been one of the best years of your life. You couldn’t believe that someone like Harry could fall in love with you. You met at a signing, he had asked you to stay later after it, and you agreed. After the signing you two ended up going to a diner, and talking for hours about little nothings that had absolutely no importance in your lives. He smiled and kissed you at the end of the night, resulting in an amazing relationship.

For your one year anniversary Harry was apparently taking you to dinner, and knowing him it was probably fancy. You were dressed in a long gorgeous gown, and had your hair up in an up-do with small curls cascading down on your shoulders. He smiled again and kissed your cheek, giving you butterflies all over again.

He leads you to the car by grabbing your hand, leaving chills all the way down your spine. He opens your door and allows you in the car before closing the door and proceeding to the other side to open his. He grabs your hand and starts the car, still smiling, and at this point you are wondering why he is but you go along with it.

You guys end up taking a different road, a road you have never seen before. On one side of the car there are trees, and the other is a beautiful lake, reflecting the moonlight. He looks at you one last time and says, “I love you so much.”

“HARRY!” he looks back at the road but its too late to stop. There is a deer in the middle of the road, and he swerves to stop himself from hitting it. After this it is like everything is in slow motion. The car flips but you can barely feel it at all, as your head is already dizzy from everything that is going on. You feel Harry let go of your hand and look around to see that you are upside down, and Harry isn’t next to you. You immediately crawl out of the car and see Harry lying down in the middle of the street.

“Harry! Harry! Please, no!” You scream and try to catch your breath, you notice that the car is on fire now, and so is some of the shrubbery on the edge of the road. You limp to Harry as fast as you can, falling next to him when you reach him.

“Baby..” You can hear him manage to whisper out, you already can’t control your tears and he is trying to wipe them away. “Do something for me, please.” You know he is dying and you can’t help but die a little when you hear this.

“Anything Harry, anything.” You are crying even more now, your salty tears are washing away your makeup and you can feel your heart beating faster and faster.

“When I die you need to leave, get help, don’t look back.” You try to protest but he just shushes you and says, “One more thing,” He rummages around in his pocket for a while before he pulls out a small black box and opens it to reveal a ring. “Marry me.” You accept by nodding you head and crying, as he puts the ring on your finger and kisses your cheek. You snuggle into his cold body, listening to his slow heartbeat, until it stops.

You look at the newspaper article. “Boyband singer, Harry Styles killed in car accident. Fiance injured.” You spin the ring around on your finger before saying, “Forever and always babe. I promise.”

Listen to this song and read this:

“Would you like another drink mam?” The bartender asked. “Yea give me the same as last time” I replied drowsily. I’ve already had 6 drinks already. The alcohol’s burning the back of my throat. Today is officially the worst day of my life. I just got kicked out of my house and I have no family to go to since they’re all dead. Technically you could call me a hobo. I hate my life. I wish someone could kill me now. The bartender gave me my drink and I chugged it down. My mind is blank. I have nowhere else to go.

Louis POV

“Come on Louis. Cheer up” Harry joked. “How can I cheer up? You know how embarrassing it is? To have you fiancé leave you during your wedding? I don’t think so.” Tears swelled up from my eyes. Niall and Harry decided to take me to a bar to try and forget about what happened yesterday. I was still devastated. I can’t believe my fiancé would do that to me. We were supposed to get married yesterday but she ran off. Was it something I did? I’ve called her a thousand times and she hasn’t answered. I even went to her parent’s house but she wasn’t there. Even they don’t know the reason why she left. I guess I’m back to single Louis. “Lou we’re in a bar for god sake! How are we supposed to have fun if you’re mopping around!” Niall exclaimed drunkenly. “Niall you can’t expect me to be happy. The woman I loved for 4 years just vanished from my life. She was the only one who understood me. She loved me for who I am. Not because of my money or because I’m a famous singer. You know how hard it is to find that special someone with all the fame? Out of all the people you should understand. No one could ever cheer me up or love me they way she did” Niall was silent. “How about we make a bet? I bet you any girl in this room can cheer you up and love you like your ex.” I looked up at Harry. “Ha as if that’s going to happen!” “So you’ll do it? Okay I’ll give you two million quid and beg management to give you at least one solo in every song on our next album, if you find that special someone in this bar!” Harry said excitedly “Why should I even try? I mean no one is ever going to cheer me up. Why should I do it if I know that won’t happen?” I moaned.  “Louis we just want you to get your mind off her and relax. Plus you never know your next lucky girl could be here! Okay Niall pick a random girl in here.” “Umm I pick her” He waved his hand around and pointed his finger to the girl on the other side of the bar. She had auburn hair and chestnut brown eyes. She was extremely pretty but she looked upset.  She wasn’t like any other girl in the bar. She had a suitcase next to her which was kind of odd. She wore a regular jumper and jeans. “At least pick someone with more….you know? How is she going to cheer me up if she’s already depressed? I argued. “Hey I said anyone from this room. Ha guess you’re not getting your two million pounds after all.” “I give up you win.” I replied. “Hey you agreed to do it! Now get over there.”He nudged me towards her. I walked over to her and sat next to her.

I fixed my hair. “Mind giving this lovely lady any drink she wants today. It’s on me.” She turned her head. Her make-up was smudged. I really didn’t want to do this stupid bet anymore. “Don’t even try flirting with me. I’m not in a good mood right now. Thanks for the offer though.” “Woah feisty! Can I at least get your name or number?” I responded cheekily. “No, you cannot. Now can you please go away?” I sighed. She’s definitely not going to cheer me up. I wanted to help her though. She seemed really depressed and in desperate need of help.  “What’s wrong?” I questioned. “You really want to know? It’s a really long story,” she moaned. “Sure, anything to help you out.”  “Okay here it goes.” She took a deep breath and told me her story. It was sad and miserable. She’s gone through a pretty tough day. Tears fell down her face. I gave her a tight warm hug. “I don’t even know why I’m telling a complete stranger about this!” she wailed. “Hey I’m not a stranger! I’m Louis. Louis Tomlinson. And you are?” I asked. “Haha I’m (Y/N)” She wiped away the tears from her eyes.  Since she told me her story I told her my crazy week. How I got my heart broken.  After I told my story we were both in tears.  I stared into her eyes. The glistened like the stars. “Since you don’t have anywhere to stay…do you want to stay at my place? I have an extra room. You could stay there until you find a place.”“Really, you would do that? I held her hand and as we exited the noisy pub. Her hands were smooth and soft. We hopped into the car and drove off.

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(Y/N) POV

A few days after I stayed at Louis’s house we started going on dates. Then it was official. Lou and I were dating. These past few months, Louis has been helping sort out my life. He helped find a job as a waitress. He has done so much for me. He even bought me a brand new car for my birthday. I swear he is the sweetest man on earth. I’m the luckiest girl ever. I’m so glad he decided to rescue me. I don’t know where I would be without him. I would probably be living under a bridge or something. Anyways today was our seventh month together. Louis was still at the studio recording they’re new album. He told me once he was done with work we would go somewhere special.

It was late at night. Louis and I were ready for our date. I had no idea where he was taking me this time. I got into the car and waited to arrive at our destination. We ended up in the forest. There was a picnic set up with candles and chocolate strawberries. I was sort of expecting something more fancy and elegant but this was much sweeter. After eating dinner we laid down on the plaid picnic blanket. I laid my head over his chest and hugged him tightly. His arm was around my shoulder. I could hear his heart beating. We gazed at the night sky. It was absolutely beautiful out tonight. It was a full moon and the glistening stars were out. “Oh I almost forgot I have a present for you!” Louis announced. I sat up. He handed me a medium sized envelope with a bow on it. I glanced at him and smiled. I opened the envelope slowly. I took at the paper and read it. CONGRATS! YOU OWN A STAR! The letter contained some coordinates and a bunch of other stuff. I looked at him confused. “What is this?” He giggled. “It’s a star silly. You see that bright star next to that one. Well that’s officially yours now.  I looked down at the paper and read the information again. “Why does it say its name’s Louis? Shouldn’t it be my name, since your giving the star to me?” “Hahaha it could be, but I named it after me because if you ever miss me or anything you can always look up that star and be reminded of me. I’ll always be by your side no matter how far away I am. I mean the world tour is coming up and I won’t be able to see you as much. Plus I’m your one and only shining star right?” He teased. He pointed up at the other star across from it. “And you see that star. I named that after you! I picked that star because it reminded me of how your eyes sparkle whenever you smile and if you connect the other stars surrounding it, it makes the infinity shape.” He motioned his fingers in the sideways figure of eight. “That means will be together forever.” Tear swelled from my eyes. This was probably the most meaningful gift a guy has given me. Then, Louis took out a fortune cookie from the picnic basket. I cracked it open. I read the fortune out loud as Louis went to get something. “Will you marry me?” I looked at Louis. He was kneeling down on one knee and held a ring. I started squealing. “Yes, Yes I will!” I exclaimed. Tears rolled down my face. I kissed him passionately, and then I realized something. “Don’t you think we’re going a little too fast?” I inquired. “Nothing fast when you’re in love.”

The next day, I was still shocked. I couldn’t believe I was getting married. It was a rainy morning. After eating breakfast, I received a text from Harry. It said ‘COME TO MY HOUSE ASAP!’ The text was kind of strange. It sounded like he was in danger. Louis was in the shower. I opened the bathroom door. “Hey Lou, I’m going to Harry’s House, I’ll be back.” “Okay, just make sure you drive safe though, it’s pouring outside” I got dressed and got in my SUV. I carefully drove to Harry’s house.

Harry had a worried look on his face when I arrived. “I see you and Louis are engaged.” He pointed to the diamond ring on my hand. “Yea, he proposed yesterday! Isn’t this great Harry?” He sighed. “Actually it isn’t. I need to tell you something.” I looked at him confused. “What’s that supposed to mean?” We sat down. I was literally shaking. I was terrified of what he was going to tell me. “Do you remember how you and Louis first met?” “Yea…what about it?” I asked nervously. “He was so upset that day, because of what happened to his ex fiancé and him. I decided to make a deal with him so he could cheer up a bit. I told him I would owe him a lot of money and beg management to give him a solo in every song we make, if he found that girl that special girl; someone to cheer him up and make him forget about his ex-fiancé. Louis might be marrying you just to win the bet.” He showed me a text he received from Louis last night. It read ‘Hey you still owe me two million quid and a solo in each song. I proposed to that girl from the bar, (Y/N) tonight.’ I was overwhelmed. “That’s not true! He wouldn’t do that. That text is bogus!” I exclaimed. “Its true go ask him!”  I rushed out of his house. I couldn’t believe what he said.

I drove back to Louis’s house. I had no idea what I was going to tell him. I was at the driveway. I watched the rain slide across the windshield. I took a deep breath. I started weeping my eyes out. I saw the door open. It was Louis. “Aren’t you gonna come inside?” He yelled. I stepped out of the car. “Is it true you met me because of a bet Harry made? Is that why you decided to propose to me?” I shouted. He sighed. He looked down on the ground. “So what Harry’s said is true? I guess I’m just worth a few stupid solos and a couple million pounds to you.” My hair was drenched. I could barely see Louis through the rain. He started running towards me. He grabbed my arm. “Yes I met you because of a bet, but I didn’t marry you…” I released myself from his grip. I immediately got in the car and started driving away. The road was slippery and wet. Before I knew it Louis’s car was behind me. He honked his horn. His car suddenly parallel to mine. He rolled down the window. Before he could say anything I sped up. I was past the speed limit already. I screamed. Why do all the bad things happen to me?  I looked at the rearview mirror. Louis was speeding up to. I focused on the road. I slowed down and quickly turned the steering wheel left. I almost forgot about the sharp turn. I kept on driving. Suddenly I realized Louis’s car wasn’t behind anymore. I stopped the car, and waited to see if he was still chasing me. He never came. I turned the car around and drove back wondering where he went. He probably gave up on me. Something caught my eye. A tree fell on top of a car. I couldn’t tell what the car looked like. I got out of the car. I neared the car. It was damaged badly. The windows were smashed and the car was dented. It was a grayish color like Louis’s car. My heart pounded…please don’t let it be Louis. I approached the front seat. It was Louis. “Nooo!” I yelled. There was a deep cut with blood gushing out on his forehead. His body squished between the seat and the steering wheel. I tried to open the door but it wouldn’t budge. “Louis!” I bellowed. He slightly turns his head. His scruffy hair was wet and tiny pieces of glass stabbed his face. “Hey, you still mad at me?” He whispered. “You’re about to die and you ask that? Louis this is serious!” I said at him angrily. I took out my phone and dialed 911. After I spoke to the operator I turned to Louis. He could barely move his arms or body. “Listen I need to tell you something…” “I’m listening,” I cried. He was dying in front of my face, and I couldn’t do anything to help him. The paramedics wouldn’t make it in time. “It’s true, I met you because of a bet…but once I got to know you I fell in love with your wonderful personality. I didn’t propose to you because of the bet. I proposed to you because I love you.” He had a faint smile. “But what about the text you sent Harry?” “I don’t care about the money. That was only a joke to see if he still remembered the bet he made. I wouldn’t hurt you like that.” The skies were getting darker as the storm raged on. The thunder roared louder. “Why didn’t you tell me this earlier? This would have never had happened it you did.” “You didn’t give me time to explain” he chuckled silently. He started coughing out blood. “Hang in there Louis, the ambulance will be here any second. I love you…don’t leave. We’re engaged remember?” His precious greenish blue eyes stared blankly into mine. I screamed to the top of my lungs. I gently closed his eyes and kissed his bloody forehead. I stood their hopelessly, knowing that that was the last time I would ever see him again. I heard the ambulance sirens. They were too late.

I went home that night. The night sky was clear. Louis’s clothes were still on the floor. The room was still a mess, since I didn’t have time to clean it up earlier. I picked up the picture of Louis and me. I placed it against my heart. I trudged toward the window. I gazed at the star Louis gave me; the one that shined brighter than the moon. A single tear drop steamed down my face. “I miss you already Louis.”

“you should really stop that” Zayn whipped around the see Harry shutting the balcony door and walking to him

he laughed “it’s a lot easier said than done..”

“yeah i know..” Harry trailed off, looking around at the view

“you alright man?” he said turning towards Zayn. “you seem not yourself lately.”

Zayn sighed. “it sucks.” “what sucks?” “being in love..”

Harry was shocked “you’re in love? why didn’t you tell any of us..we’re like brothers”

“because it is one of you” Zayn realized he had said that out loud and his heart stopped beating.

“oh” was all Harry said “please don’t say anything, it’s not you i promise”

Harry put his hand on his chest “well, lets not get cruel here.”

it was silent for a few moments

“it’s Liam isn’t it”

Zayn didn’t have to say anything, he just nodded slowly and felt Harry pull him in for a hug.

“thanks man” Zayn muttered against Harry’s shoulder

“it’s what i’m here for” he said smiling

Oneshots Bromance 2

“Why do you always giggle and touch Niall in public but never me?” Zayn knows he sounds ridiculous and jealous but that’s okay because he is ridiculous and jealous and he hates the way Niall’s face lights up when Liam looks at him. Liam’s only supposed to look at him like that.

“Because I like Niall more than you?” Liam teases, stopping when Zayn only folds his arms and huffs. “I’m kidding, babe.”

“Doesn’t look like you’re kidding.” Is the muttered reply.

Liam rolls his eyes but leans closer so his mouth is resting at Zayn’s ear. “I love you more.” he breathes, watching with fascination at the way Zayn’s neck pimples at the contact. “Zaaaayn.” he sings lowly when the older boy still won’t face him. “You know I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands to myself if I was near you.”

But Zayn just turns further away and murmurs darkly about Louis and Harry taking the attention away from anyone else anyway.

“You want me to act like Louis does?” Liam asks, pressing his mouth to Zayn’s neck. “You want me to crawl into your lap and whisper filthy things in your ear? Or do you want me to stare at you until management tells me off? Or answer questions about you and tell everyone how amazing you are, with your pout and quiff and deep quotes and dirty laugh.” he punctuates each suggestion with a kiss, making his way further round Zayn’s face until his mouth is resting at the edge of Zayn’s.

“Better.” Zayn concedes but still keeps his face turned away when Liam tries to kiss him properly.

“You’re pretty when you’re jealous.” Liam says, reaching out to stroke a finger down Zayn’s slightly stubbly face. He traces the older boy’s lips, “Your face was made for a pout. But I like it better when you smile…you smiling yet, Zayn?”

“You’re an idiot.” Zayn sighs, rolling his eyes like he hates it. He hooks an arm round Liam’s neck, kissing him quiet when he tries to protest. They both melt into the kiss, hands settling where they belong.

“And you’re ridiculous.” Liam can’t resist mumbling between their joined mouths. “You should know I prefer brunettes to blonds.”

Oneshots Bromnace 3

He tells himself it’s anger he can feel pulsing through his body; anger making his heart beat faster and faster; anger that makes him look at Niall in an entirely new way. He’s never been angry at Niall before, not like this. None of them have really. There’s something about the blond boy that makes it hard to feel annoyed at him, no matter what he’s done.

Not now.

Now Zayn feels his fists tremble and his breath quicken as he stares at the boy across the hall from him. He can’t take his eyes off him; glaring at the perfectly spiked hair, the blue eyes which are darkened with anger, the way his skinny body is trembling just as violently as Zayn is; as though they’re both only just keeping their emotions in check, one wrong move and the fists will be flying.

Niall moves first, of course he does, he never thinks. He steps closer to Zayn, his face unusually dark with emotion, opens his mouth to hurl an insult at Zayn and then Zayn is crossing the hall with three strides, pinning the smaller boy against the wall with just his forearm across his chest to hold him in place.

“Get off me, Zayn.” Niall snarls, his Irish accent stronger than usual. It makes something in Zayn’s stomach tighten.

“No” is all that Zayn replies because he likes the way Niall feels under him, all toned body and heaving chest. “You’re such a fucking idiot.” To be honest, Zayn can’t remember why they’re even arguing any more but there’s something about a riled-up Niall that gets Zayn agitated and say things he doesn’t mean.

“Fucking get off me.” Niall struggles and tries to push the taller boy away but Zayn stands his ground, looking down at his bandmate and feeling that rush in his stomach again, the one that feels suspiciously like arousal which is an entirely wrong feeling to experience around one of his bandmates. He passes it off as anger because man, Niall is so annoying with his hands scrabbling at Zayn’s chest to get free and his red lips throwing out insults and curses that would have anyone else recoiling in disgust.

But then something inside Zayn snaps and suddenly his mouth is on Niall’s and there’s a tongue battling with his own and what the fuck is going on. He bites Niall’s bottom lip which makes the smaller boy keen and push his hips against Zayn’s, his hands finally breaking free from Zayn’s hold and snaking up to wind round Zayn’s neck.

Zayn doesn’t really know how he ended up kissing Niall but he discovers he really really likes it; Niall’s mouth is so warm and wet and his tongue is sliding against Zayn’s in a way that makes his head spin. When Niall’s knee slides between his legs he realises with a jolt that the anger he felt towards the blond boy earlier was actually lust and yes, things are making a whole lot more sense now.

“Fuck, Zayn.” Niall is moaning into his mouth, all anger gone from before. Zayn just smirks and pulls him closer, digging his fingers into Niall’s hips, marking him as his own.

It’s Tuesday night. For many people it’s a normal night, but for you it’s not. You’re going to see your best friend Harry again. You haven’t seen him or spoken to him since the release of WMYB, and you really miss him. You miss his shiny green eyes, his dimples, his curly locks and the way he always said ‘babe’ to you. Is it normal to call your best friend babe? It must be, right? Maybe he was kind of into you… No, no, Jenna, what are you thinking!? He’s my best friend, deal with it. He would never like my face, covered with pimples and oh god my ugly cheek bones. He kissed me though… No, stop it Jenna. Now. He was probably desperate to kiss a pair of lips again. That’s normal for boys. Am I in love with Harry? I must be. I wonder if he liked or likes me too. I don’t think so, he must be crazy to like my whale shaped face and my blown belly. I look like a cow, it’s unhealthy to like cows.

You stand up and walk to the mirror. “Dear belly. Is it possible for you to shrink? Or at least share some fat with my boobs,” you say to yourself. You spray a little bit of perfume in your neck and turn back to fix your hair. You take your elastic out of your pony tale and shake your head to make your hair look fuller. “I’m one sexy motherfucker.” You hear the doorbell ring and feel your heart skipping a beat. Harry. What time is it? He’s way too early? You run down the stairs, take a look at yourself for the last time and open the door.

There he is, looking hotter than he used to look. “Hi,” he says. He smiles broadly. 
“Harry!” You pull him inside and wrap your arms around his neck. “I’ve missed you so much!” You laugh and he gives you a small kiss on your cheek. Butterflies.

“I’ve missed you too! You look lovely, babe.” You blush a little and put a strand of hair behind your ear. You take his hand and you walk to the living room.

“So, this is my house!” You walk to the kitchen and prepare some drinks.

“Nice design, I like it,” he answers. “But what about the cats?” You sigh and give him a cup of tea. “They died. I accidentally left some chocolate on the couch and one of them ate it… And the other one was old already and died a couple of years later.” He grins and punches you jokingly.

“Typical Jenna.” Butterflies again. You smile to the ground and look at your belly. Oh god look at that fat, it’s just hanging there. I should have given the pie to my mother, chocolate is so bad. Your thoughts are interrupted by Harry’s embrace.

“Don’t think about your body, Jen. How many times have we discussed this? You’re beautiful babe, you really are.” He hugs you and you hug him back. “Thanks Styles.” You smell his aftershave, and it’s delicious. There you stand, hugging with Harry and not letting go. Finally you look up to him and see him smiling at you.

“Your eyes are so bright, it’s the first time I notice.” You chuckle and look at your feet again, still holding Harry. “And your lips are perfect.”

“Perfect for what?” You frown and find his green eyes again.

“Mmm, for this…” You see him coming closer and it feels as if the butterflies in your belly have discovered the effect of a bomb explosion. You close your eyes and you feel his soft lips pressed on yours. He’s a good kisser. A very, very, very good kisser. He licks your lips softly and you let him in, holding him a little tighter. You play a game with his tongue for a few minutes and then he picks you up. He takes you to the couch and lays you down. He lies on top of you and places one hand around your waist and one on your cheek. He starts kissing you from your neck down to your boobs. “Harry…” You chuckle and he continues, with a big grin on his face. He stops at the edge of your jeans and follows his way back again. He sucks on the skin in your neck and softly bites in it. You let out a moan, and he smiles at you.

“You like that?” You nod and he continues. He blows on the wet skin and it gives you goosebumps. He holds you a little closer and lies on top of you. He moves his lips to your ear and whispers: “Let’s make this something you’ll never, ever forget.”

‘No! Louis!’ I screamed, using all my force to try and break through the line of paramedics holding me back as they loaded Louis into the back of the ambulance.

Tears poured down my cheeks, dripping off my nose and chin onto Harry’s Jack Wills hoodie he’d given me when he arrived at the scene. I couldn’t bear to look at the crash site without knowing I’d break down, seeing the gun lying on the floor beside Louis’ car, which was now lying on it’s side, windows smashed in completely. Louis’ car was ruined, and there was no way even the best mechanics would be able to fix it.

‘Miss, please, you need to stay calm! For Louis’ sake!’ said a large, male paramedic, handing me a tissue and pressing his finger to his lips.

I nodded. I’d do anything as long as it meant I got to stay with Louis. He was going to survive this - he had to.

I climbed into the ambulance, collapsing into a chair beside Louis. I reached out and took his hand in mine, interlocking our fingers gently. Harry slipped onto the chair beside me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and allowing me to rest my head on his shoulder.

‘He’s a strong lad. He’ll get through this, he’s got to’ he whispered, pressing a friendly kiss on the top of my head.

I nodded. I believed him - I had to.

‘Miss, do you mind explaining what happened?’ a petite female nurse asked me after she’d finished attaching something to Louis’ finger, which would measure his pulse.

‘Yeah, erm, well, we were driving home, a-and suddenly this maniac drove right towards us. L-Louis saw him coming and he told me to duck, so I did. A-and the next thing, there’s this gun shot and, oh my god, the car went onto it’s side and glass went e-everywhere..’ I trailed off as a lump grew in my throat. It brought tears to my eyes just looking at Louis limp body sprawled on the stretcher, his skin pale and bloody. The heart monitor beeped at a steady pace, reassuring me my beautiful boy was still with us.

We reached the hospital and they took Louis away. Me and Harry stayed in the car park all night in Harry’s car, which he’d insisted someone drived behind the ambulance. I never knew who ended up driving, but it got here. I was so thankful Harry hadn’t left me.

I rubbed the bump of my stomach gently, knowing there was still a part of Louis there with me, even though his body was in the hospital sleeping. Our baby.

-*-

‘We need help in here, now!’

Suddenly a crowd of doctors and nurses sped through the waiting room and up a corridor to the emergency rooms. My heart began to race. They weren’t going to Louis’ room up there, they couldn’t!

I sped after them, screaming and demanding to know what was going on. I broke down when I saw them flood into Louis’ room and shut the door, pulling the blinds down.

I suppose I already knew what had happened when the room went silent. Louis was gone.

And I hadn’t even got to say goodbye.

{3 Years Later}

I reached into my bedside drawer and pulled out an old, crumpled piece of paper, running my finger over the scrawl that read my name.

I opened it up, the A4 sheet slightly torn in the corners and on the edges, crease marks fading the odd letter, but I knew it off by heart by now. Tears brimmed in my eyes as I read the oh so familiar scrawl.

‘To my beautiful girl,

If you received this, it means I didn’t make it through. I’m sorry I couldn’t be strong enough to hold on long enough to get better, to help you with the beginning of our new family. I hope Tommo Junior is doing well in life. I just wish I could be there with you to watch them grow, to support them and know they’re doing well.

Remember I’m always looking down on the two of you, day and night. There won’t be a day that goes by when I don’t make sure you two are having the perfect life - it’s what I would’ve wanted whether I survived this or not.

With this letter, I leave my heart. It always belonged to you and it always will. I could never have loved anyone else, it would’ve been practically impossible to love anyone apart from you. We were going to grow old together, watching our children and grandchildren get on with their lives, supporting them to our best ability.

Can’t wait to hold you in my arms again one day. Until then, I’ll be waiting.

I love you.

Louis x’

I looked up to the sky and I knew Louis was up there, looking down on us. I held my hand on my heart.

‘I love you too, I always will. Miss you so much. Can’t wait to see you again one day. My beautiful boy’ I whispered, my voice cracking on the last syllable.

‘Emily misses you too. She has your eyes’.

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Liam POV.

It shouldn’t have happened. It wasn’t right and it would.never.be.right. I couldn’t stop replaying back the last few hours. I wanted it to stop, I wanted to forget about it, and I wanted to erase it. I loved Niall, he was my best friend, but this, it wasn’t supposed to be like this. I replayed back earlier today again.

“Niall, you can’t act like you’re ok and sit there moping around. I know you, something’s wrong.” I questioned him. “It’s really nothing Liam” he shot back and walked to the kitchen. I stood in the door way just watching him. It was painful to see him like this, I just watch him stand there with the sting of tears in his eyes. “Niall,please tell me” the pain in my voice seeping out, I heard it, he heard it, yet silence still rang out. What happened next was the unexplainable. He turned around his eyes searing into my skin and I felt our bodies lurch forward instinctively and we collapsed into each other. Our lips molded together like our hips; like they belonged there. I couldn’t think, I couldn’t comprehend, but it just felt right. My world was spinning faster and faster till he pulled away. Reality hit me hard, like a brick to the face.

“What…..what….was that for?” I stuttered. I didn’t let Niall get a word in before I spoke again. “Why would you do that? Niall this isn’t right! WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?You’re going to ruin everything. I can’t even……not right now……how…..” I raced out of the room slamming the door on a stunned pale face.

Niall POV.

“Why would you do that? Niall this isn’t right! WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT? You’re going to ruin everything. I can’t even……not right now……how…..” Liam screamed and slammed the door. I stood there stunned a slow tear dripped from my blue eye. My vision started to blur along with my mind. I couldn’t decide what to feel, the happiest moment of my life just turned into my worst nightmare. His words echoed in my head, “You’re going to ruin everything.” That’s all I ever do. I ruin everything. I couldn’t do it, not without Liam. He hates me now; the band is never going to forgive me. I just ruined the single best thing in my life. I slowly walked to the bathroom,every step I took thinking about how empty my life would now be without Liam, andevery creak on the floor board reminded me of why I could not do it without him. I shut the door behind me and opened the drawer so shaken the contents spilled across the floor. There it laid my weapon of choice, my silencer, and my peace. I sat there holding the blade, staring at it, examining every fine curve and line. I thought, “Should I do it?” and my mind told me something I’d needed to hear. “Someone asked me the other day if my glass was half empty or half full.  I was going to say it’s empty, but that’s not completely true.  My life isn’t void and I have my happy moments; but they usually just seem to disappear, or get worse.  So, my glass is cracked.  Yes, cracked.  It gets filled up with happiness and hope, but it always ends up escaping my grasp.  It always ends up empting out.  It will never be full because it’s always leaking.  And one day, it will get thrown away, because no one wants a broken glass.” Liam isn’t holding the cracked glass anymore, he’s let it fall and shards scattered across the floor. I looked at the blade and pressed it to my wrist, “I Love You, Liam” I managed a whisper.

Liam POV.

What did I do? Why did I say that? My foot pressed harder on the gas pedal. “Niall pick up!” I screamed into the phone. Tears were screaming down my face. I know what I wanted, and it was him. It had always been him, it would always be him. I swung the front door open and saw the same scene from the previous hours. “Niall” I whispered. “Niall” my voice rose louder, “NIALL” I yelled. My heart and head told me what I feared the most. The light shone from the crack in the bathroom door. I edged my feet closer and closer hoping he was just taking a shower to rinse of today’s pains. I swung the door open.

My knees hit the floor. “Nialler…..” I mustered through a sob. My body twisted in agony and my heart bursting into pieces. I crawled through the splatters of blood and into his arms. I grabbed the razor and held it in between my fingers imagining my baby holding it.  Breaking skin I felt liquid trickling down my wrist, I continued with the other one maintaining eye contact with him the whole time. Every heart has a pain. Only the way of expressing it is different. Fools hide it in eyes, while the brilliant hide it in their smile. Niall hid it in his smile, but he had accepted his love for me, and I always denied it. “Niall, if there is any part of you that can hear me. Listen, you know I’ll be your life, your voice, your reason to be, my love, my heart, is breathing for this moment in time. I loved you. I’ve always loved you, but I shouldn’t have been ashamed. I should have embraced it, I had so many opportunities. I’m sorry.” I couldn’t feel my body anymore and my eyes drifted open and then they would close and I felt my vision get splotchy. Every minute that passed I felt my love for Niall get stronger and stronger like I was getting closer and closer to being with him. And then we hugged each other tighter than we ever had before, knowing that we never would again in this lifetime.

My last breath felt shallow and hot as I stared at the floor and what I saw next made everything worthwhile. Written in blood, quite smudged, but still visible to my eyes wrote “I still love you, and I forgive you. See you soon.” He knew. And the world disappeared beneath my body.

5 years ago

We were all waiting in Niall’s house. Niall and I have been dating for two years. He was my first kiss. I lost my virginity to him a few months ago. Niall was the sweetest guy in Mullingar. Niall had auditioned for x-factor a few weeks ago. He was in boot camp right now. We waited eagerly for his phone call. We waited for hours and hours, getting even more anxious. Ring ring. I immediately picked up the phone. I put it on speaker. “Hello” I greeted. His family members listened closely. “I made it. I got through boot camp.” I could hear him crying. We all cheered and congratulated him. “I’m not going as a solo though.” I told everyone to quiet down. “What do you mean you’re not going as a solo?” I inquired. “Well I didn’t make it at first, but they put me and these four other lads in a group,” he explained. “Hey at least you made it!” his brother shouted excitedly. I returned home. Later that night I got a call from Niall. “Hey, aren’t you going to sleep yet?” I asked. There was a quick silence. “Yea but I called to talk about something else.” I listened carefully. “I’m breaking up with you. I still love you and all but I need to focus on x-factor. You never know singing could be my career, so right now I need to focus on this. I love you. Promise you’d wait for me, after x-factor is over.” I didn’t know what to say. He was dumping me for some stupid competition. He doesn’t even know if he’s going to making it through the finals. The only words that came out were “I promise.” I hung up the phone. Suddenly I rushed to the sink and started puking.

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Present Day

Niall POV

“Niall why are you so quiet it today?” Louis asked. “I had another dream about her. I can’t believe I let her slip away from my fingers.” I opened my wallet and started at her picture. “Wait you mean (Y/N), it’s been 5 years Niall. Just forget about her. Don’t you have her number? You know where she lives right?” “No, she moved without leaving an address. I have no idea where she is now. Plus my contacts got deleted and I can’t remember her phone number” I deeply sighed. I miss her a lot.

A few days later after our conversation, Louis and the lads all called me down excitedly. I didn’t feel like getting off the bed. I trudged down the stairs. “Guess who we found” Liam announced cheekily. I shrugged. “(Y/N)!” Zayn yelled. He held up a piece of paper. I quickly took it from his hands and scanned through the paper. It had her current address on it. “How’d you find this?” “We used the internet stupid!” Harry answered. “What are you waiting for? Aren’t you going to meet her? We’re not busy today. Here I’ll drive you there.” Louis said. I was elated. I was finally going to meet her. I got ready and left with Louis.

It only took an hour and a half to get to her house. Her house was located in a massive field. Louis stayed in the car while I knocked on the door. The door slightly opened. I little boy peeked at me. He opened the door wider. “Is your mum here?” He nodded his head and called his mum. “James, what did I still you about opening the door?” The voice sounded very familiar. She glanced at me. She was surprised and had a stern look on her face. She told James to watch TV and she stepped outside, closing the door behind her. “Hey…I miss you.” I was about to give her a hug but she rejected me. Her eyes where watery and tears started to form. She let out all her emotions. “Stay away from me you bastard. You made me suffer for four years. Every day you made me think that you were actually going to go back to me, but you didn’t. Do you know how depressed you made me? You know people spread rumors about me and ridiculed me? I had no-one to talk to Niall. You were the only friend who I could talk about anything. I was trapped for four years. For god sakes I didn’t even finish college because of you!” She started wailing. I tried to comfort her but she wouldn’t let me. I lost my patience and started yelling. “What does that have to do with me?  I wanted to call you, but I lost your number. When I visited your old house they said you moved. What was I suppose to do? What about you? You didn’t even bother to call or text me after we separated. Every time I sang more than this and everything about you, I always thought of you.” She covered her eyes with her hands. “I tried calling you and texting you every day, but you never replied. I still remember your number. You know, I haven’t changed my number since you left. I waited for you to call me. I was afraid that if I changed my number I would miss your call. But what was the point? You didn’t even bother to call. Believe or not I went old fashioned way and wrote you letters instead. I gave them to Maura. Obviously you haven’t read them. I bet you they’re still somewhere in your mum’s house.” She paused for a second and then continued talking. “In fact I moved because of you. People at school kept calling me names. They called me a slut, bitch, cunt, whore and so many other things. They spread rumors that weren’t even true. Everyone in school knew me. I was the center of attention. I wanted to commit suicide. My mom pitied me. She didn’t want me to cry myself to sleep anymore. She was willing to give up her job and home and move here.” I was confused for a moment. Then I thought of the little fellow who opened the door earlier. He had my middle name. He had sky blue eyes just like mine and darkish brown hair. My mouth dropped. “No…It can’t be?” She stared at me with her puffy red eyes and nodded. I made another attempt to hug her. This time she actually let me. I grabbed her tightly, wanting to never let her go. It must have been difficult being a single pregnant teen. I could feel her tears soak up in my shoulder. “I’m sorry” I whispered. Before I could say anything else, James opened the door. “Ma, Daddy’s awake.” I released her. Suddenly her mood changed. “You need to go. Now! Don’t you dare show your face again” she ordered. She quickly wiped away the tears from her face. I stood there bewildered. “Daddy?” I questioned. Suddenly I noticed the ring she had in her hand. She went back into the house and slammed the door shut. She’s married?

I got back in the car with Louis. I began punching the seats. “Whoa what happened? What you found out she’s not as hot as you thought?” Louis joked. “No, she’s married and she’s raising my son.” I mumbled. Louis mouth dropped to the o shape. I told him not to talk about it with anyone. The whole car trip back was silent.

After we went back to the boys I told them we had to go to Ireland quickly. It was tough begging management to agree but they let us since it was our day off. We hopped into a plane and went to my hometown. During the entire plane ride I replayed the incident in my head over and over. Her words echoed in my head. I had no clue she was married. Harry, Liam, and Zayn were all confused. They all wondered what happened with (Y/N) and I. Louis told them not to ask why and they kept silent.

As soon as we landed, I immediately went into my mum’s house. My mum gave me warm welcoming. “Hey did (Y/N) give you any letters while I was gone?” I inquired. She looked at me for a moment. “I think so. I put them where I kept all your letters.” She pointed to the gigantic sack in the corner of the kitchen. I took the sack and went into my bedroom. Everything was as I left it. I saw the picture of (Y/N) and I in my dresser. We were so young and happy. I emptied the bag of letters on my bed. It was a huge pile. One by one I scanned each envelope, searching for (Y/N)’s name. Most of the letters were just fan mail. I can’t believe I never checked this. After completely sorting out I finally found all the letters (Y/N)’s wrote. There were about forty-five or more letters from her. I opened and read each one. They brought tears to my eyes. There was only one letter left to read. The envelope was fancier than the others. This was last letter she has sent me. I opened it slowly. I skimmed through it. It was her wedding invitation. I tightly closed my fists. I was supposed to marry her first! She promised she would wait. There was a note at the back.

Sorry. I know I was supposed to wait. I still haven’t forgotten my promise. I’m not waiting another fucking year for you. I don’t even know if you’re even going to read this or read the others I sent. You clearly don’t care about me or you’ve forgotten me. Anyways, I don’t care if you go to the wedding or not. I’m seriously fed up with you.

I felt guilty. I regret dumping her, leaving her to face her problems alone. I shuffled all the envelopes and threw the mattress of the bed. I released my wrath. I’ve never felt this angry before.

***

25 Years Later

(Y/N) POV

I stared into Niall’s crystal blue eyes. His perfectly styles brownish blonde hair. He looked stunning in the black tux. He smiled as I walked carefully down the aisle. I was now standing right next to him. I can’t believe this was actually happening. The past years were crazy. As the priest began talking I was thinking about everything that happened. My husband died a few years ago. I was so devastated. James had already known that Niall was his father. He discovered I still had feelings for Niall and reunited us. Luckily Niall was still single and we fell into each other’s arms. I finally apologized and forgave him after all these years.

It was finally our turn to say our vows. This was it. I could hear Niall breathing heavily. He was probably a bit nervous. Suddenly he clutched his heart and collapsed on the floor. I kneeled down beside him. “SOMEONE CALL THE AMBULANCE PLEASE!” I anxiously shouted. Niall was gasping for air. He was having a heart attack. Everyone took out their phones. Tears strolled down my face. It was only a matter of time before he stopped breathing. It was hard for him to speak. “I love you!” I exclaimed. He mouthed the words Love you too. His eyes froze, and his arms relaxed. I screeched, I placed my head against his chest listening for a heartbeat. Liam held my shoulder. “He’s gone….” James was beside me. “No, Dad can’t be gone!” Ever since Niall and I were back together again he’d been hanging out with him. They had a close relationship ever since. I didn’t want to let go of Niall. He was just too precious to lose. The ambulance came, but it was already too late.

That night, everyone went back home. I stayed in James apartment. Liam, Zayn, Louis and Harry came with us too. I didn’t want to be alone. I was still overwhelmed. “You need to get some rest mum” He guided me to a bed and tucked me in. He was handling the situation more calmly and maturely then I did. He was the best son ever. He closed the door. I struggled to fall asleep. I tried blocking out everything on my head but I couldn’t. I’ve lost two important men in my life. All I could think about was Niall. He was my only best friend and lover. I thought of the time we first met, in year two,. I was the new student and he approached me first. He still had brown hair then. He always made me laugh. If only there was a way to rewind time.

I got up, my head was lightheaded. I went to the toilet. I searched James’s medicine cabinet. I found sleeping pills. It was exactly what I needed. I carried it back to the bed. I swallowed one and tried to go back to sleep. Half an hour passed and I tossed and turned. It was a restless night.  I took another pill, I still couldn’t sleep. I took two more. I was sweaty and tired; my world was spinning into a big blur. Finally I fell asleep, but I never woke up. Niall and I were finally together at last.

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I remember her brown curls and the way they twisted down her back complementingher figure. I remember her bright blue eyes and the way they outshined the night sky. I remember the way she held me and the way she kept me sane in a world of insanity. I remember everything, the good, and the bad.

I remember making dinner that one night; it was a huge meal for all of the boys and their company they brought along. Fried chicken, mashed potatoes, countless dishes of pasta, pretty much everything. I watched her from across the table, slowly poking at the little portions on her plate. She took a few bites and then quickly excused herself from the table. I couldn’t help myself, something wasn’t right.

I remember not hesitating. I remember swinging the bathroom door open to an utter mess. There she laid her hands clasping the toilet bowl, forcing herself. Slow tear drops rolled off her cheek bones and on to her lips. “Why….?” I had to ask. Her answer killed me, “I’m not good enough Liam. I need to be skinnier. I need to beprettier to be with you. I need to be perfection.” I sat down next to her pulled her into my arms and I held her there, slowly rocking her back and forth. She looked at me puzzled and asked, “Why are you still here, aren’t you disgusted with me?” I really couldn’t hold back my tears now. I tucked her bangs behind her ears and said, “Leave you?, the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen? I’m sorry but letting something this good go would just about wreck me for life. You need to know that you are the best thing that I’ve ever had. You are beautiful, in every way. Just because you aren’t like those girls on the cover of vogue doesn’t mean you aren’t prettier. I would pick you, every time. You are beautiful. We’re going to get through this, day by day, I’m going to help you and I’ll be there every step of the way. I will never leave you. I love you.”

That night was the turning point in our relationship. She got help and I was there for her and believe me it was never easy, but it was worth it. I still wonder day to day why God still had to take her from me, I wonder what I did wrong. She didn’t have to be there that night on that street where that man was. Where that gun was. Where Iwasn’t…Why did it have to be her? So many struggles, so many fears, and we overcame them all and one night it’s all gone. Everything you’ve worked for vanished into thin air and all’s you have left are memories.

I figured out something today though maybe God had a bigger plan for me than I had for myself. Like this journey had bigger purpose. Like I was sent to her because she was sick, I had to help her through it. I was her angel.

I do know one thing for sure. She saved my life. She taught me everything. About life, hope and the long journey ahead. I’ll always miss her. But our love is like the wind. I can’t see it, but I can feel it.

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Liam walked over to the boys and slung his arm around Niall. Niall carefully touched Liam’s hand and smiled at him. Louis and Harry smiled as a man walked over, camera in hand.
The crowd was screaming their names. The rush was crazy and their hearts were beating a hundred miles an hour. 
“WE LOVE YOU!” They screamed loudly. 
Management pushed the boys roughly into the car and they all laughed as they ended up piled on top of each other. 
“Back home?” The driver said, his voice low.
“There’s only One Direction!” The boys yelled, slightly drunk.
The car sped down the freeway and the boys all sat, taking in the night. Liam tapped his legs and thought of Danielle’s face. The way she would smile when he opened the door and he couldn’t wait to take her into his arms again.
He looked over at Louis who was clearly thinking similar to him, about his girlfriend Eleanor.
The car slowly moved through the traffic lights, and as if in slow motion the cars beside it swerved away. Harry’s face turned a ghastly white and his eyes widened. Liam’s head snapped to see another car hurtling towards the side of their car.
Liam dived over Niall, protecting his almost brother. The impact jolted him to the side and made him painfully hit his head against the seat.
The car tipped and Liam yelled as it flipped over, increasingly faster.
When the motion finally halted he sat up, scanning over his four best friends, his four brothers, who lay motionless. Lifeless.
“Niall! Harry? Louis! Zayn! Wake up boys!”
Tears streamed freely down his face.
“Come on boys!” He tugged at Niall and stared at him, increasingly realising that his best friend was in fact gone.
Screams erupted from the distance and Liam’s breathing became rugged and shaky.
Harry moaned quietly from the side of him.
“HARRY!” He cried, grasping his hand. He pushed hard against his chest where a gash poured with gluggy, brown/red liquid.
“Don’t die on me, you can’t do this.” Liam’s voice eventually faded out and became sobs, “Don’t you dare die!”
Harry whispered quietly, rushing his words.
“Tell my family that I love them, give Gemma a kiss for me. Look after mum.”
“Harry!” Liam cried, “Please don’t give up!”
Harry took a deep, hollow breath and his hand slowly let go of Liam’s.
Liam removed his hand from the curly-haired boy’s chest and stared at the blood, his tears now mixing with the wet liquid.

Liam’s nails dug into the grass and stared ahead of him.
“4 boys, 4 brothers ripped away too soon.” He read aloud from the tombstone.
“I miss you boys.” He sobbed, his heart ripping into a million pieces.
“Niall…” He kissed two fingers and rested them against the boy’s name on the cold marble tombstone, “You were my baby brother. You were always there and I can’t believe you are gone.”
He placed Niall’s friendship bracelet in front of the headstone.
“Harry,” He laughed softly, “I miss you.. your smile, your curly hair… your jokes. I just miss you buddy.” He rested down Harry’s bracelet and moved to Louis.
“Louis, my older brother. I love you man. Hope you and the boys are having fun up there.”
He placed the bracelet on the wet grass.
“Zayn, I hope I was the perfect brother for you! I know you’ve always wanted one… I know I had 4 unbelievable ones, I’ll never forget you, Bradford boy.”
He gently stepped back and looked at the 4 bracelets that lay on the ground in front of the four headstones.
“I never thought I’d have to say goodbye. Not to you guys anyway. 5 boys, 1 dream…. One Direction.”
He turned away and walked into the sunset, his face wet with tears, his hands in Danielle’s as 4 boys smiled proudly from behind him. All hand’s resting on each other’s shoulders.

Hanna and Zayn

‘Urghh this summer sun is beautiful’ I thought to myself. It was the middle of summer and I was in the local park, sunbathing in my little mini american flag shorts and a bikini top. The sun was burning down on the grass, making it sparkle whenever the light was right.

I plugged my iPod in and started listening to ‘Stole My Heart’ by my favourite band, which of course had to be One Direction. I locked my iPod and then looked at the lock screen which was a picture of Zayn Malik. I took my index finger and traced the outline of his jaw. His perfect face, his deep brown eyes, and his amazing quiff. To me he was perfect.

I was just about to shut my eyes and get lost in the music when all of a sudden it felt as though someone had kicked a football into the back of my legs. I jumped up, my earphones falling out my ears and my sunglasses dropping off from my nose.

‘What the hell?’ I shouted.

‘Er yeah I'm really sorry about that’ I hears a deep male voice say to me.

I looked up and saw that I was face to face with Zayn Malik, I was speechless.

‘Oh, its erm.. okay, erm I was in the way, erm, thanks’ I whispered, my breaths becoming short and jagged.

‘You know who I am don’t you love’ Zayn asked me and I nodded.

‘Well its not every day you get hit in the legs with the Bradford Bad Boy is it now?’ He laughed jokingly, and I laughed along, everything about this boy made me smile.

‘Did i hurt you by the way?’

‘No Zayn you didn’t my names Hanna by the way’ I said, putting my hand out for him to shake it.

‘Nice to meet you Hanna, he took my hand, his skin touching mine was electrifying, just breathtaking.

‘Anyway, once again I am really sorry for hurting you, let me take you out tonight, you will get to meet the rest of the guys’

Well I'm not much of a party animal, but who in hell would give up the chance to go out for the night with One Direction?

‘Sure Zayn that would be lovely’ I smiled back at him.

‘Hanna you’re beautiful, what’s your number, text me your address and ill pick you up at seven tonight’

I blushed and gave him my number before giving him a quick hug and running off in the opposite direction to go and get ready, I only had a matter of hours before I would be in the company of all five of them.

I ran upstairs and straightened my short purple hair, and applied mascara to make my blue eyes stand out. I kept my mini short on but put on a flowery crop top and my wedges to make me a little taller seeing as I was extremely short compared to Zayn.

What seemed like only a few minutes turned out to be a few hours and Zayn was soon enough knocking on my door. I ran downstairs and opened it to be greeted by him and the rest of the boys. ‘Thought I’d bring the party here babe, seeing as your parents are out tonight’ Giggled Zayn.

This was a shock to me but was I going to give up an opportunity like this? No.

Zayn walked in first, dressed in smart jeans and a checkered shirt, he was followed by Niall who was in jog bottoms and a tight polo shirt. Niall was followed by Liam who was in smart jeans and a plain white t-shirt, next was Louis who was in chinos and a stripy top and last but not least was Harry, dressed in black jeans and a dark blue jack wills shirt. They each hugged me as they came in, Zayn holding on for longer than the others.

‘Well Hanna, we brought the booze so you don’t need to worry about anything’ Louis giggled, producing three bottles of Vodka from his bag. Vodka was my weakest drink, it would get me drunk easily, but to be honest all I wanted to do was snog Zayn.

I grabbed one of the bottles off Louis and began taking swigs from it now and then, Me and Zayn shared one, as did Lou and Harry, and Liam and Niall.

Two hours later we were all very drunk, and Zayn led me outside.

‘Hanna, i know I only met you a few hours ago, but to me you are… you are beautiful’ Zayn slurred, the smell of the alcohol on his breath made my heart pound. It made me crave him.

‘Well Zayn you know I think your beautiful’ I whispered to him, my lips close to his neck.

‘Well if you think of me like that then baby you wouldn’t mind me doing this’ He whispered in my ear.

He looked deeply into my blue eyes before taking my waist and pulling me closer towards him. He leant down and placed his soft lips against mine. I pulled my arms up around his neck, showing that I wanted him closer to me, and that I wanted more than a peck for a kiss.

He obviously knew I wanted more so he ran his tongue along my bottom lip, i opened my mouth and let his tongue slide in, exploring eachothers mouths the kiss got intense, under the stars at midnight I couldnt have wished for a better moment. The taste of Vodka on each others tongues was driving me wild. Never had i dreamed of this happening.

A few minutes later Zayn pulled away, cupping my face with his hands. ‘Be mine baby’ He whispered, and i nodded.

With that, he ran his fingers through my hair and kissed me again under the stars, the heat of the night air blazing down on our skin.