Only You {Book 1 completed}

Ally Hylton has had a difficult life. When she was much younger, her mother died of cancer. Now, she has moved to a new city and new college, only recognizing the familiar face of her cousin, Harry. Also, we can't forget to mention the mysterious scar on her right shoulder. The scar that, when mentioned, had the ability to reduce Ally to tears. As Ally gets closer to Liam, Niall, Zayn, and Louis, she finds herself doing things she had sworn off- letting loose, falling for someone, and revealing the scandal that she had tried to forget.
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38. Only you

Liam's POV


Something was wrong. I could feel it in my bones.

I walked around to everyone’s room, making sure everyone was okay, and when I saw how they were all having a relatively good time, I knew it was Ally. I knew she was going to break soon, and I knew today was the day. I had to go see her, make sure she was alright. She had just lost her father and brother minutes after being rescued.

Why was the world so harsh on her? It seemed like Ally couldn’t get a break, all of the odds stacked against her.

I rushed outside to my car, yelling to the boys that I would be back later. I didn’t say where I was going because Harry would have stopped me. No one answered and I jumped into the car, speeding out of the little parkway and praying that Ally didn’t do anything crazy.

Would she? She has gone through hell in the last week, but would she really do it? Hopefully she would remember that I would always be here for her. I don’t think I would be able to survive if she was gone, too.

Harry had been stopping me from going to Ally for this whole week- what if he was stopping her from getting better? I knew she needed to talk to someone, to have a shoulder to cry on, but he didn’t believe me. What if she thought that no one was there for her in a time of need? Did she think we’d abandoned her? She hadn’t answered any text messages or phone calls.

What was she capable of?

Hopefully she has spent the past few days mourning, watching home videos and binging on ice cream. Hopefully, when I get to her house, I’ll find her peacefully asleep in her dad’s bed.

I didn’t want to see her frail from starvation, barely hanging on to life.

She was my world. And if she died, I would have to die, too. Just knowing that there was a slight possibility that she wasn’t okay made me ache; I needed her to be okay. The universe wasn’t alright if she wasn’t.

I slammed on the brakes and jumped out of the car when I arrived at her house. My heart was pumping and aching at the same time as I thought about the several scenarios I could find Ally in. Could she already have left us? Would I find her cold body on the bathroom floor?

“Please, Ally.” I whispered as I reached the front door. I slowed down and held my breath as I walked in. It was quiet, not a single uttering of a word. No bare feet padding on the floor, no scraping of utensils on plates- nothing.

“Ally?!” I yelled, looking around.

The silence was deafening.

“Please, please, please,” I whispered as I ran around the rooms in a hurry. I had to find her, still alive and conscious. She had to be alright. She just had to.

I held my breath every time I opened a door, hoping that I would see Ally alive, not the alternative. It didn’t bare thinking about.

“Ally!” I yelled desperately, throwing doors open. “Ally, where are you?!” I reached the end of the hallway and stood in front of the last door.

“Ally?” I opened the door and froze.

She had a knife raised to her chest; her eyes tightly shut and her chin quivering.

“Go away, Liam.” She mutters through clenched teeth and flutters her eyes open to look at me. “I don’t want you to see this.”

I step forward, shocked. Was she really going to do it had I not shown up? How could she even think about committing suicide, when she knew how it would affect me?

“Why are you doing this?” I cry and she shakes her head, sobbing.

“I can’t bear to be away from everyone that matters anything to me.”

“Do I matter to you?” I ask, easing forward. She doesn’t answer.

“I’m in love with you! You can’t leave me like this!” I yell in frustration. I wanted to run to her and grab her shoulders and shake this insanity out of her. What was she thinking?!

“I have to.” Ally whispered and looked down at the knife that was still pressed to her chest.

She really was going to do it. It seemed like there was nothing I could do to convince her.

“I’ll do it with you.” I say out of desperation. If she wanted to leave, I would leave with her. I promised that I would be with her forever, no matter where forever was. If it was in heaven, so be it.

“Stop being crazy. You have so much to live for and killing yourself is crazy!” She cried, her whole body shaking with every sob.

“You can’t tell me that while you have a knife in your hands, Ally!” I ran out of the room and down her stairs, the kitchen as my destination. I froze in front of the counter and raised a shaky hand to grab a knife. I ran back, the knife swinging by my side.

I went back to her room and stood before her, placing the knife over my heart.

“Are you sure about this?” I asked her, blinking away the tears that were forming in my eyes. This was it.

Ally didn’t answer, she just stared in shock at the knife in my hands.

“Are you sure about this, Ally?!” I yelled louder. “Because once we do this there’s no turning back!”

“I don’t know!” she screamed. “I miss my brother and my dad and my mom! Nobody is going to love me anymore!”

“I love you, Ally! I love you!” I cried and threw my knife to the floor. “I will always love you!”

“I’m screwed up, Liam! There’s no helping me! You would be happier with Danielle-”

“No! Don’t you dare say that, Ally!”

Sobbing harder, Ally put down the knife and I jumped forward. Snatching it from her hand, I threw it across the room where it smacked against the opposite wall.

I sat beside on the bed and wrapped my arms around her. She cried into my chest and clutched onto my shirt as she cried. I wiped the tears away as quickly as I could, but more were continuously flowing down her cheeks.

“It’s only you, Ally.” I whispered and stroked her hair, calming her slightly. “It’s always been you.”

A/N: Above is the cover for the sequel called Fight For You. It's still a work in progress, but please read. Find out what happens next in Ally and Liam's story.

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