Truly, Madly, Deeply (A One Direction Fanfiction)

Dear Niall,
By the time you've read this letter, I have probably gone away to the US to think something over...I know you don't know what I need to think over, so I'm telling you through this letter. I've gone to think over my love for you.
You know, I really never really knew what love was.
Until I met you.
And to know you don't feel the same just kills me slowly every minute I'm with you. I've gone away so that, hopefully, I can come home with no feelings for you at all. Life can be like what it used to be. Just friends, always there for each other, able to turn to each other when we have problems, yet no feelings are flourishing between us. I know this letter probably put our whole friendship in jeopardy, but I just needed to get it off of my back for a long time...
I'm so sorry.
But then again, I guess leaving isn't the best idea after all.
Absence does make the heart grow fonder, doesn't it?
It doesn't matter.
I'm still leaving and no one can stop me.
Love, Lyann.


5. Welcome To Nevada

Niall's P.O.V.

     The flight to Carson City, Nevada wasn't as long as I expected. It only took 5 hours or so to get from London to Nevada.
     I gathered up my luggage and waited for Liam, Harry, Zayn, and Louis to gather up their luggage.

     We exited the airport and called a taxi to take us to 1234 Glimmering Stream Road, where Lyann lives. Once we arrived, I slammed my fists onto the door and waited for someone to answer.
     A blond-haired girl appeared before my eyes, and she was probably that adopted sister that was on the phone with me moments ago. She seemed excited to see me, but I only came to see Lyann. I pushed her to the side and dashed into the inside of the house.
     "Where's Lyann? Where is she?" I asked, looking around the entire first floor for her.
     "She's upstairs in the bathroom. She's been in there for hours, I don't know what she's doing. Why do you need to know what she's doing? You came here to see me and ask me to marry you, right? I mean, Lyann's an ugly, worthless, loser and I'm a hot, talented--well, winner!" she flipped her hair and smiled at me. Talk about phony baloney.
     I pushed her out of my way, ran upstairs and made my way to the bathroom.
     I knew it'd be rude to do this, but I barged in anyways.
     I walked into the worst possible sight that I'd ever see in my life.
     Lyann was lying on the floor, next to the bathtub, lifelessly.
     Blood was still coming from her wrist and surrounding her motionless body.
     She was so pale that her skin was as white as snow.
     "W-What happened to her?! Who did this?!" I asked myself, kneeling down to Lyann's seemingly dead body.
     Then I noticed that she was holding something in her right hand.
     It was a razor blade.
     "N-No...this...this can't be true..." I cried, holding her close to me.
     "Please. Lyann, please say something to me. Anything. Please." I sobbed, shaking her gently as if it were going to wake her up.
     "What's all the commotion up here? Oh, awesome...I mean, horrible..." Kristiana said. Something really didn't seem right about her.
     "Niall, what's taking you so long up h--LYANN?!" Liam yelled, kneeling next to me.
     "What happened to her?" Harry asked, also kneeling down.
     "Is she--"
     "Dead?" Zayn interrupted Louis, both kneeling down like the rest of us.
     "No. No, she can't be dead. No. No." I cried, in denial of the situation. "Maybe I'm just dreaming. Maybe I'll wake up any moment now and she'll still be in the UK with us. Maybe once I wake up, she'll have never sent that letter. This just can't be true." I continued, tears falling rapidly from my eyes.
     "Yeah, I'm with you Niall...too good to be true." Kristiana laughed, and I whipped my head toward her direction in anger. "Oh, um, I mean, it can't be true, I'm going to lose my only sister," she fake cried, trying to be convincing. Well, I wasn't convinced at all.
     "What's wrong with you? Your own sister's life could be in danger, and you're treating this situation like it's the best thing in the world?" I asked her, tears of sadness that fell from my eyes were now turning into tears of anger.
     "It is the best thing in the world....I mean, it's the worst in the world...hehe?" she replied.
     "Listen, Kristiana, I don't get what your deal is, but I'm not going to be fooled. What's your problem with Lyann, anyways? Did you make her want to do this?" I asked, crossing my arms in disappointment.
     "Well, I hate her because she loves you. I know she doesn't have a chance with you, but I hate her anyways. I know you were just joking about saying you were in love with Lyann, so I told her that you were coming over to pick me up for a date. I guess she went upstairs to end her life because of me, and who knows? Maybe she did go." she snickered.
     "You--you--you're so dead!" I spat in her face, attempting to throw a punch at her, only to have Liam hold me back.
     "Niall, don't do it. She's not worth it. Plus, it isn't like you, hitting women." Liam said, holding my clenched fist.
     "But she--"
     "I know what she did, but we're just going to have to save all of our time here trying to help Lyann recover so she can come back to the UK with us. We need to take her to the hospital right now." Liam interrupted me.
     "Right. I'll call 911. And I'm telling them what YOU did." I sneered at Kristiana.
I dialed 911 with shaky hands.
     "Hello? 911? Yeah, my friend is unconscious. She cut herself because of her abusive sister." I said into the phone, waiting for a reply.
     "Okay. We'll be right there immediately and we'll call an ambulance. Where are you located right now?" the dispatcher replied.
     "1234 Glimmering Stream Road. Please come as soon as you can, I'm scared it might be too late.." I said, starting to cry again.
     "We'll be there as soon as possible." the dispatcher replied, hanging up the phone.

5 minutes later...

     "She's going to be okay. We'll take her to the emergency room and treat her immediately. Now, if 1 of you would like to ride with her in the ambulance..."
     "I will." I said, completing the paramedic's sentence.

     "For Lyann."

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