Picking Up the Pieces (Sequel to Broken)

Liam, Louis, Harry, Zayn, and Niall have had a painful passed two years since the suicide. They all turn to music as a way to cope with it all. When the X-Factor comes to te UK and they all audition to make a career of their talent, some unexpected things happen: such as forming a group. What will happen when they're all thrown together? Will they be able to pick up the pieces, or will they remain Broken?


22. Chapter Seventeen

Liam's POV

I didn't hesitate to step between them and yell, "Stop!" They both froze, evidently confused. "What are you doing Liam? Aren't you mad at him?!" Louis yelled, confusion thick in his voice. I sighed and started, "Louis, I am. I really, really am. But he was right...s-she would want us to be friends. She wanted us to be..." I trail off, the grief of her death coming back, "to be happy...with-without her," I finish trying to choke down the sob forming in the back of my throat. "H-Harry didn't know it would kill her..." I finish softly.

The tears are rolling down my cheeks, and I can't breathe. This was too much to admit. It was too much to handle. The room started to spin, and I felt breathless. Each rise of my chest shot pain through my body. I started to shake and tune the world out. Moments like these sent me back to my suicidal thoughts...

"Liam. Liam, snap out of it. It's okay," I hear a distant voice say pulling me back from the painful thoughts. I look over and see Zayn patting my shoulder comfortingly. "It's okay," he assures me. "Liam, calm down. If you're willing to forgive him, so am I," Louis says his anger slowly melting away. "Really?" I ask softly looking at him. He simply nods and smiles a little.

"I think we should talk about her though.." Niall suggested softly after a few moments of silence. Nobody answered, but surprisingly Zayn spoke up. "I think it could help..." He says trailing off, looking down. "I agree completely, but maybe we should focus on getting back into the competition," Louis said. In that moment it hit me...we still had chance now.

Something inside me changed. The grief and hurt disappeared, and something kicked in...hope. We could still do this, we can win. We can go far, and we can do this together now. "Alright," I say with a clap of my hands. "We need to get ready for tomorrow's final rehearsal. So lets take it from the top, without music." I finished ordering bossily.

They all seemed confused by my sudden outburst of leadership, but followed suit anyways. We practiced for hours, and we sounded really good actually. Things were actually starting to look up for us, but would they stay this way for long? Nothing else seemed too...

~Authors Note~
I'm really sorry. Been super busy! I'm trying to update all of my stories this week though. Yhanks so much for all the support though. I haven't been responding to comments (ill get on that) Im sorry about the delayed everything. Just know I love all of you so much<3

Stay Lovely My Lovelies,
-Ashley(: xx <3

P.S please comment what you think..I really was iffy about this chapter...
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