I Can't Believe You! (one direction fanfic)

" I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!" I scream, tears pouring down my face, reminding me of a waterfall. Waterfalls are supposed to be majestic amd beautiful. Nothing of my tears are majestic or beautiful.
"Listen to me Amy! I can fix this. Please?" he begs dropping to his knees in an attempt to bring me back to him. I stare at him in his helpless state. Why does he do this to me? His beautiful green eyes meet mine and I close my eyes trying to block him out. Only it doesn't work. I still see his broken figure on the ground pleading with me. It's the charm of Harrh Styles I guess...

hey guys read. I promise this will get better. Thanks

- Taylor xoxo


39. chapter 30

' a hospital... i have a friend to visit...' i murmur quietly. I let my eyed wander from my feet to emma's face. She looks at me understandingly. ' yeah, sure... just tell me where it is?' she asks smiling at me. I nod and she leads the way out the door, closing it softly behind her and I. We walk down the cute white steps leading from the house to the driveway and we wander towards her call when theres a shout. ' Hey! Dont I get a goodbye?!' Louis shouts across the yard, where hes kicking a soccer ball around like a kid. I watch Emma turn, drop her things and run to him. He opens his arms and Emma flys into them, burying her face into his navy blue t shirt. They hug momentarily until Louis leans down and places his lips upon eas. She kisses him back harshly and i watch but soon turn away as Louis hand travels fown her back and lands on her bum gently, giving a squeeze. Emma jumps at that and pulls away laughing. She leans up to whisper something into his ear d he laughs as well then she coes boundinger back t, Louis calling am ' I love you' afer t he.r. She laughs and yells the same back. She picks up her things quickly and we rush to her car joking about random stuff on the way. We climb into the car, waving a goodbye to Louis quickly. He waves back and returns to kicking his soccer ball. *two hours later* ' we can park right here i think' I instruct and Emma follows my orders opulling into the empty parking space. ' heres good' Emma muses aloud.. i nod in agreement quickly climbing from the car. Emma follows suit and follows behind me. I walk through the sliding glass automatic doordd and into the sterile hospital. I find the front desk and am met with an older woman labeled as the secretary. ' How may i help you?' the woman asks emma amd i. Im for some reason at a loss fot words, staring at the woman. Shes not very old, old enough to be my mum. Her eyes and hair are what get me. Green eyes, curly dark brown hair. ' Ummm. yes were here to see Zayn Malik?' Emma akss, i explained the story to her on the way here. The woman looks at us and smiles. ' Im sorry girls, but theres already the limited amout of people in there at the moment. I can direct you to his room though and you could wait in the hall?' she asks politley. I nod and give her a smile. She gives us his roon number and emma and i walk down the halls together. soon i spot the room and can hear voices from inside. One sounds irish so im guessing Niall is here. Emmma and I atand in the hall outside zayns room for a good fifteen minutes before the door swings open and a mop of curly hair appears. I freeze and watch as he steps from the room closing the door softly, then only mow does he look up. He freezes as he sees me, anger filling his feauturs. He roughly grabs my arm and hauls me farther down the hall. ' What the hell are you doing here?!' Harry demands fire in his eyes and tone. I dont answer him, only struggling to get him to release his grip on my upper arm. Finally he loosens the grip but pins me to the nearest wall and holds me there. ' Damn it amy! fucking answer me!' he shouts. soon i hear footsteps running down our deserted hallway and the secretary appear lookiharry. ng terrified. ' Harry!!!! Let the poor girl go!' she screams. Harry doesnt even look her way only shakes his head no. ' stay out of this mum!' Harry hollers. MUm? thats how she looked familar. I havent seen her in years. Not since i was seven. suddenly harry stopd and stares at his mother. Anne turns and looks to me. She studies my face for a lomg moment before whispering ' Amy?' she asks. I slowly nod my head, trying to push harry away from me. Though he rams his hips into mine forcing me back against the wall.
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