Can't You See it Isn't Your Fault? (Sequel to Can't You See it Doesn't Matter to Me?) *COMPLETE*

Sequel to Can't You See it Doesn't Matter to Me!! So read that one first!!

"You're so stupid! How could you let him do that? Now he doesn't remember anything! It's all your fault and now, you lost him forever!" I think this to myself everyday, numerous times. Niall always tries to talk to me and get me to get out of bed, but I won't. How could I? Everything is my fault.

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3. Chapter Three

Sam's P.O.V.

    "Zayn!" I screamed and ran over to him. He was knocked out. I quickly took out my phone and called 911. I explained the situation and hung up. The people that hit Zayn drove away before we could tell who they were. Soon, the ambulance and police showed up. I told them we didn't need any fire fighters because nothing was on fire. The paramedics took Zayn to the ambulance. They wouldn't let me come with them. I was literally screaming and crying at them because they wouldn't let me come. The police officer grabbed me and made me sit down to calm down. Then he let me leave to go to the hospital.

    I arrived at the hospital and called all the boys to tell them. They came soon also. Liam went and asked about Zayn at the counter. A minute later, he came back. "We can't see him yet. The doctor will get us when we can." he said. I felt tears running down my face and buried my head in my arms. This is all my fault. I felt someone sit next to me and they started to rub my back but I didn't even move to look who it was. I'm pretty sure all the boys are watching me right now because it was silent.

    A little while later the doctor came out. We went over to him. "Are you here for Zayn?" he asked. We nodded and listened closer. "I'm sorry. He didn't make it." he said. I froze as I felt a tear run down my cheek. "What?" I choked. "Zayn didn't make it through the accident. He's gone. I'm sorry." he said. I could feel he wasn't. Or many that was me just having a break down and being unable to control myself. But I refused to believe it. "No. He's alive. He is! He has to be alive!" I yelled. Liam put an arm on my shoulder. I looked back at him. He shook his head with sad eyes. I couldn't hold it. I turned and went into his arms and started bawling my eyes out into his shoulder. How could this happen? How is he gone? I love him! He can't be gone! "Come on, Sam." Liam whispered and started to lead me outside to the car. Except I couldn't make it to the car. I stopped and sat down in the middle of the parking lot and started crying harder. Because every step closer to the car, the news became worse and worse. And it was making me really believe everything I was hearing. Liam came over and kneeled beside me. "Come on, Sam." He said calmly and rubbed my back. I could tell by his voice he was crying too. I moved so I was in Liam's arms again and he lifted me up. He opened the door to his car when we got there and set me on the seat. He took my face in his hands and stroked my hair. "Shh. You're going to be okay." He said looking in my eyes. His eyes were glassy and he had stray tears on his face. I nodded and he kissed my forehead. Then, he jumped into the passenger's seat up front with Louis. Harry pulled me to him and held me until we got back home. When we pulled into the driveway I noticed Ben's car parked out front. He's back! He went on a two-month trip to Canada for a research project. When the car stopped, we went inside and I found Ben in the living room. He immediately knew something was horribly wrong as I ran straight into his arms crying my eyes out. By now my crying was so bad I was shaking to death. "Shhh. What's wrong?" He asked. "Zayn....He's dead!" I could barely say. "What?" Ben asked, shocked. I nodded and he just hugged me closer. "You'll be okay. I promise." He whispered into my hair.

    I woke up and everyone was around me watching TV. They noticed I was awake and turned it off. Then, they were acting suspiciously. "Turn it back on." I said, getting a weird feeling that's what was suspicious. They didn't listen. "Please" I begged. Still, nothing. I got up and hit the power button myself.

the bottom of the news said 'What happened to make Samantha Pearson, Zayn Malik's girlfriend, and where is Zayn?'.  "Today, people were shocked to see Samantha Pearson having a break down in the hospital parking lot. Four out of five One Direction boys were there to support her. But where was boyfriend, Zayn Malik? And why are they at the hospital? These are questions we think only they know, and will tell the world when they are ready." The woman said. Then, they had pictures of me crying on the ground and Liam taking me to the car. I could feel tears running down my face at a million miles per hour. I thought of something that might help; calling my four best friends. They will find out somehow and I need to talk to them. They all decided to go to collage in different areas, leaving me the only one to choose one near. I went into another room and dialed their numbers to do a quadruple-line call. (A/N: I don't even know if it's possible to have like four people talking through a phone or not, but you can in this book. ;) hope you're enjoying the story.)  Brianna answered first, then Mollie, Brooke, and Ryan. "Hey, are you okay?" They asked. We don't normally do calls like these, only for emergencies. "No." I said through tears. "What's wrong??" Mollie asked. "I don't know if I want to be the one to tell you." I said. "Tell us. How bad could it be?" She asked. "Worse thing ever." I replied. "Just say it." Ryan said. "Zayn is dead." I said.

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