Meet Me in the Meadow

Dreams are like fireflies. You have to catch them in order to see the beauty, but once they stop lighting up, they die. That sums up my life. An eighteen year old girl, who sits alone everyday in the same spot wondering what to do with her life. If anyone wants to save me from ending it, tell them to meet me in the meadow. I bet you no one will show up.
*One Direction Story* Please read! :) xxx


27. Too Late?

Harry's P.O.V

I walked in the door of my flat, to find Niall sprawled out on the living room couch. I crept into the room quietly, and started to sing wake up to him. A evil grin formed on my face, as I screamed 'GET UP!' right in his ear. He squeals and jumps up off the couch, a angry scowl forming on the tip of his lips. I fell to the floor, uncontrollably laughing.

 "What the heck man?" He shrieks, shaking his head like a dog.

 "Just trying to wake you up!" I snicker, covering up my mouth from laughing.

 He sticks his tongue out at me, and goes into the kitchen to get some food. I jump onto the couch, and go into deep though. The one thing that has been bothering me was that dumb news story. Apparently I am 'dating' this girl. Seriously? She is my cousin! Can I not hug my cousin in public without being accused of being lovers? That is one bad thing about being famous, that you never get any privacy. I huff in stress, as my mind goes over to a whole new person. The girl that I was so excited to see when I got home, is not here. I wanted to hug her and tell her everything that happened on tour. I hope she isn't mad at me. A fan attacked me on stage, and broke my phone, so I haven't been able to contact her. I really hope she is okay with that, and nothing too serious happened while I was away. I get up off the couch, and go over by Niall.

 "Hey, do you know where Amelia is? She should be here by now.." I ask him, getting a glass of water.

 "Yeah, she said she was going for a walk...." He said, a look of confusion spreading across my face.

 "A walk?" I question him, sitting down on the bar stool.

 "Yeah..oh! She wanted you to have this.."

 He hands me a letter, with my name neatly scribbled on the front. I neatly opened the letter, to find a note. A nervous feeling overwhelms me as I start to read.


I want to thank you for being there when you were, but when you left, let's just say things got worse. People hurt, Harry, and I couldn't deal with it. I guess this is my goodbye, as I could never face you in person with this. Otherwise I could of never gotten out of the mess I am in. Thank you for being special in my life, and I guess I should probably tell you the secret I have held in for awhile. I....I was in love with you Harry. Every time I looked into your eyes, or if you touched me, it felt like electricity. I know you didn't feel the same, I mean, why would you? Anyways, I guess I want to say that you tried your best, and so did I. I couldn't hold onto that promise I made you any longer...If you are reading this, I will not be here anymore. I will be on my way to my death. Please don't come for me...I really need this..
Love you with all of my heart,

A shrill scream came out of my mouth, as I grabbed my coat and slipped on my shoes. 

 "Man, are you okay?" Niall said, rushing to my side.

 "No! Amelia....she could be dead right now, and it is all of my fault!" I cried, running out the door and to the busy streets.

 I just kept running, like I was running from sudden death. Am I too late?

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