Cupids Fall: Harry

Beautiful Irish, Diamond Brown, 19, struggling with her life after her losts. She then met Harry and the other four lads. Love growing between them. Harry lost her after someone came in his life althought he doesn't love that person as much and he loves Diamond. Dramas start, heart broken into pieces and tears never stop. Guess what, the memories their shared together, never ended. What if love was right there in front of them and they just couldn't see it? *I kept making people crying reading this and watching the trailer* xx


6. Because You Live

Diamond's P.O.V   

     I watch the three children playing together on the floor of the hospital, little fingers and toes, chubby cheeks and plump lips- the faces of their parents clearly etched on theirs. My heart drops into my stomach and it twists. My eyesfill again and  I have to look away.

    "My lovely daugther", mum whisper to me as she hug me tight. "It's a lovely day, Diamond. It would do you the world of good to go out for a walk. Get some fresh air", she said as pulled me away.

    "Uhm, I know I should", there it was again- fresh air, the alleged answer to all the problem.

    "Come on, sweetheart. I believe in an afterlife," she said a little quiter now. "That I do. I believe the paradise of heaven, up there. Including the sinners, for God's a forgiver, that I believed"

    "Everyone?" I fight the tears. I fight them from falling. If I start I know I will never stop. "What about my baby, mum? Is my baby there?"

    She looks pained. We hadn't spoken much about my pregnancy. Early days and we were all worried, nobody more than her. Only days ago we'd had a minor falling- out over my asking her to store our spare bed in the garage. I had started to prepare the nursery, you see.... Oh dear, the nursery. The spare bed and junk just cleared out. The cot already purchased. Pretty yellow on the walls. 'Buttercup Dream' with a little duckie border.

    "I was going to call him Ivan if it was a boy", I hear myself finally said aloud. I have been saying these things in my head all day, over and over and here they are, spilling out of me instead of the tears.

    "Ah, that's a nice name. Ivan", mum said.

    "Cecelia, if it was a girl", I said and I know I'm crying like now. " I used to talk to Edward. I wonder if he heard. I hope  he doesn't blame me. I was all he had and---", I stop. Torture over for now.

   "I think he's in heaven, love. Oh, there's no thinking involved- I know so. He's up there with the baby, yes he is", I turn around to see my dad.

    For a second, he hugged me. So does my mum.

   "Are you get ready to go home?", he asked.


A few days later...   

Diamond's P.O.V   

     I held the blue cotton sweater to my face and the familiar smell immediately struck me, an over-whelming grief knotting my stomach and pulling at my heart. Pins and needles ran up the back of my neck and a lump in my throat threatened to choke me. Panic took over. Apart from the low hum of the fridge and the ocasional moaning of the pipes, the house was quiet. I was alone. Bile rose in my throat and I ran to the bathroom, where I collapsed to my knees before the toilet.

    Edward was gone and he would never be back. That was the reality. I would never again run my fingers through his soft curly hair, never share a secret joke across the table at a dinner party, never cry to him when I got home from a hard day and just need a hug, I would never share a bed with him again, never be woken up by his fits of sneezes each morning, never laugh with him so much my stomach would ache, never fight with him about whose turn it was to get up and turn the bedroom light off.

    All that was left a bundle of memories, and an image of his face that became more and more vague each day. Our plan had been very simple ; to stay together for the rest of our lives. A plan that anyone within our circle would agree was accomplishable. We were best friends, lovers and soul mates, destined to be together, everyone thought. But as it happened, one day destiny greedily changed it's mind.

    I flushed the toilet and, shivering from the coldness of the tiled floor, I'm shakily steatied myself to my feet. My eyes were red and sore, and there seemed to be no end to this night. None of the rooms in the house provided me with any solace, just unwelcoming silences as I stared around at the furniture.

    Edward would not be happy with this, I thought. I took a deep breath, dried my eyes and tried to shake some senses into myself. No, Edward would not be pleased at all.


Summer's P.O.V

    "I'm in the mood for a steak!", I smiled.

    "I think so. You don't like red meat, Summer. But you've just ordered a medium-rare-steak!", Andrew said.

    "I know", I shrug. "I'm just one crazy cat"

    He smiled as if remembering there once was a wild streak in me.

    "Have you chosen the wine yet?", the waiter asked Andrew.

    He quickly grab the menu. "Actually, I would like to order this one, please", he point to the menu.

   "Sancerre 1998. That's a very good choice, sir"

   "Thank you", I have no idea whatsoever why he been chosen it.

    Andrew laughs. I smiled but get hot under the collar. I don't know why Andrew had ordered the wine. It's too expensive and I usually drink white, but I act naturally because I don't want Andrew to think I've lost my mind.


Andrew's P.O.V

    I inhale deeply and then swivel the wine in the glass, watching for the alcohol to rise and sweep the sides. I take a sip and hold it on my tongue, suck it in and allow the alcohol to burn the inside of my mouth. Perfect.

    "Lovely, thank you", I place the glass on the table again.

    Summer's glass is filled and mine is topped up.

    "It's beautiful wine", I begin to tell her the story.


Summer's P.O.V

     Mine glass is filled and Andrew's is topped up.

    "It's beautiful wine", he said. "You remember my aunt, Mary?", he asked.

     I nodded.

     "Well, I want to take you to Doncaster next week for a holiday. Louis and the boys will be coming too. We can spend times together with them.", he said.

     I smiled. Unbelievable! I'm going to meet the boys from the biggest boyband, One Direction. Suddenly, Diamond's face came across my mind.

     "Well, that's great. But can we take Diamond along with us too? She just need some time in a beautiful place to clean her head", I explained.

     Andrew is looking at me with a frozen face. Silence.

     "Sure. I know how she feel, her sad smile, I know she feel", finally, he smiled at me.

     "I can't believe it we'll be going to go to London and have this whole Summer planned out, Andrew!", I said excitedly.

     "If you happen to run into One Direction, please remember that I still love you", he said.

     "Ofcourse! I love you more, baby" I laughed. I don't know what I'd do if I ran into them. Maybe cry. Hahaha or maybe pass out. Or also maybe I'd be casual about it. Who knows?

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