Love in Style

Ally is not your average eighteen year old girl. She loves watching chick flicks, hanging out with friends, but her past is haunting. But when she meets Harry Styles, her life completely changes. They instantly fall in love. But when someone gets in the way of their love, what will happen? What will happen when Harry finds out all her dirty little secrets? And what will happen when Ally is ill? Will the saying 'till death do us part' actually come true? *COMMENT WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT MY BOOK*

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*ALLY'S POV* All I can remember is waking up in the ambulance with an oxygen mask strapped on my face and people shouting orders at each other. They were all frantic, trying to help me live. I could barely hear my heart monitor beep in the background, slow and quiet. I felt blood dripping down my forehead. I felt throbbing pain in my head and in my chest. I let a tear fall down my face, not caring about who saw. I've had enough of holding back the tears to show that I'm okay. I'm not. I'll never be okay. Even if I'm starting to have a kind of normal life, I'll never be happy. It's too hard. It's hard to even try to pretend that I'm happy. I'm messed up. I'm sick. I'm mental. I'm different. All those words, are the words people taunted me with. All those rude people, tore me apart. They never stopped. They didn't give me any mercy. They didn't care what I have already been through. They don't care. They used all of it against me. It hurt, bad. I would cry myself to sleep every night but the next day I would say I'm fine. I wasn't fine. I was never in my life fine. I've never known the feeling of happiness. All I knew was sadness. All I knew was that people can hurt you, like my dad. It haunts me everyday. I see him in nightmares. But, I also see him in dreams. I see him with mum, happy. Before he abused us, he was happy. He was normal. I missed him and mum. My thoughts suddenly ended. My mind goes numb. All I see is black. And the noise that I will never forget, The last thing I hear, the sound of the heart monitor, making a noise of a continuous beep. My heart stopped. My body froze. My breathing ended. I'm dead.
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