Olivia Kirk watched her parents get brutally murdered and is forced to move in with her abusive uncle. He abuses her in many terrible ways. Somehow though she holds it all together and starts art college. There she reunites with her cousin Louis Tomlinson. She also meets four other amazing guys who turn her life around. They teach her how to trust and love. But what happens when she falls for all of them? Will her past and present affect her future?

This is my first fanfiction so I hope you'll read it...and give me feedback...nicely. Well hope you enjoy(: xx


52. Chapter Forty-Five

Liam's POV

I walked down her drive to my car, and I could still feel her eyes on me. She was acting extremely weird. Like it was the last time Id see her. I guess it was because she had a rough day yesterday. A lot happened, and I wouldn't doubt that today would be any better for her. I called my mum, she answered on the first ring. "Hey Mum, how're you holding up?" I asked her. "I'm okay...Henry just passed...he said he- he loves you," she said crying. I was crying myself, but I accepted it. He was hurting, now he's not. It's for the best.... "Liam, I gotta's the doctors..." My mum said still crying heavily. "Sure thing Mum, see ya at home," I said walking into my empty house. With everything going on, I felt drained. So, I walked up to my room and laid down. I looked over and saw my portrait from Liv. I smile, I just love her so much.

Libby's POV 

I decided that I had to do it now. Before anyone could stop me. I took out five pieces of paper and started to write my last farewells to all of the lads. They had to know exactly why. They had to be okay after this. They'd understand...I hoped.... I spread the notes around me and took one last look at the world, the cruel yet beautiful world. I silently said my farewell to world as I swallowed to whole bottle of pills. As I started to drift off I thought of the boys. How they taught me to trust again. How they taught me to love. But most importantly, they taught me to live life. I started to lose vision and thought of how happy Danielle would the mysterious person who gave her the number would be jumping for joy. I thought of Liam, how broken he would be. He would be okay though....he had the lads and his mum. He'd find someone new, life would go on. I loved him so much, I wished I could spit the pills I don't. I love him, I don't want to put him trough anymore. I him. Always have, always will.....forever and always....

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