Writing with love - Friendzone

Love letters are kind of dated, they are not really written anymore. a simple letter written by hand and not some words on a printed out word document or like any others would send in a email now a days. no a real one, a genuine letter that gets you intrigued. that makes you want to know the person behind the words.

Allison writes a handwritten letter, after some serious talking her into it by her best friend. When she sends it to her favorite band member she didn't expect to get an answer. not at all in fact, because what world famous boy have time to write a letter right?

Liam has changed after the breakup with Sophia, he uncomfortable in crowds and more shy than before. He wants to change back to his old self but he doesn't know how. The boys get a box of fan stuff sent to the office and Liams eyes gets caught on a simple envelope with a all handwritten letters.
he feels like he need to answer it, so without the others noticing it he hides it and takes it home.

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19. Not over yet

- Liam - 

it wasn't over, it couldn't be over right? I had only just met her. my heart was pounding in my ears and all I could feel was her heartbeat matching mine, like they were the same but hers was getting slower by the minute. I needed her to wake up. I needed her to be okay. it was the worst feeling ever when I cold hear the sirens coming closer and feel her slowly loose her grip on my hand.

it had happened so fast, the car steering into hers with the headlights blinding even me in the car behind hers. 

I hit the breaks and I saw it all happen like in slow motion. the car swinging through the air and the other car going down in the ditch too. I must have hit my head on the steering wheel because my head was throbbing and I could feel the blood tickling down my neck from the wound right above my eye.

I grunted and tried to feel if I had any other damage to myself. when I quickly realized I hadn't,  I tried to get my phone out of my jeans. Opening the car door and stepped out all the while watching the wreck of my girl's car.

I quickly dialed 911 asking for an ambulance before rushing to get to her, to Allison. she was the only thing on my mind at that point. I could hear Miranda scream out of pain before she went quiet again, at least she was awake. 

When Miranda locked her eyes with mine when I got to the car on her side since it was closest to me, she stopped screaming but she was still antsy. 

 

"I think my arms broken." she grunted and tears where running down her cheeks.

"but other than that you are okay?" I asked her.

"yeah, is Allison okay?" she asked and looked over at me and then at her best friend.

"Can you get out on your own?" I asked and she nodded.

 

As carefully as she could she climbed out of the car that at least wasn't upside down. she hissed when her bare arms hit the cold outside and she held her broken arm close to her body so it wouldn't hurt to much. I grabbed her face and looked into her eyes, she looked okay. she nodded again and I led her a few feet from the car to set her down on some blankets that I had pulled from the backseat of her car. As Miranda was sitting herself down I rushed back to the car but to the other side. 

Allison's head was leaning against the wheel but I could see on her back that she was breathing. the whole drivers door was totally smashed in. It took all my strength and a good three pulls before the door actually buckled and opened.

 

"Alli, baby.. wake up!" I said trying to hide the worry that laced my voice.

 

I helped her get her head back against the headrest and saw how her eyes fluttered a few times before they opened and tried to focus on me. 

 

"Li.. Liam?" she whispered but she looked like she was trying to scream.

"Allison!" I screamed as she closed her eyes again. 

 

I was holding her hand I could start to hear the sirens from behind me. she was grabbing it so hard but as clsoer the ambulance got the looser the hold of her hand got. I couldn't panic but that was what my body wanted to do. 

 

- - - 

 

I was sitting outside the operating theater waiting to hear something about her, my girl. I liked that expression, My girl.

I was still in my bloody clothes but my eyebrow had 3 stitches and a big band-aid. Miranda was sitting next to me with her arm in a cast and had my hoodie draped over her shoulders. She had cleaned up her face had time to call her parents and Allison's grandparents too. I called my dad a few minutes ago too. I trusted him to tell my mom without worrying her too much or letting her know through anybody else but me that I was okay.

the doors at the end of the corridor opened and both out heads turned to the sound and I saw a nurse leading a an old couple down towards us. Miranda stood up and went to meet them. I guess they must be Allison's grandparents. I stood up and gave them a nervous smile.

 

"you must be Liam, I've hear so much about you." the woman smiled.

"It's a pleasure to meet you both." I smiled back and shook their hands.

"it's a shame this is how we first met." the old man said giving me a reassuring smile. 

 

it went quiet from the seriousness in the matter we were all here for. but as suddenly as the doors had opened to reveal the grandparents the other door opened and reveled the surgeon and a nurse. we all turned around and faced them to hear the news about Allison.

 

"Mr and Mrs Davis? I'm Doctor Burton. Your granddaughter is stable. she had a few fractured ribs and a bleeding on the spleen but we were able to stop that." the doctor said as he shook their hands and had his whole attention towards them.

 

it was like a a rush of blood to my head when I heard the good news. my heart was pounding in my head and I felt lightheaded. I had to sit down.

she was going to be okay, My girl. She was going to be okay, I just felt it now. I had just needed to hear it from the doctor. 'She was going to be okay' was chanting in my head while I slowly sat down on the little bench me and Miranda had sat on earlier. 

 

- Allison - 

It was hard to breath, like I had something on my chest. I wanted to sit up but something was holding me down, nothing physical really I just wasn't able to move. 

my eyes fluttered open and even though my sight was blurry I could make out the sterile sealing of a hospital room. I closed my eyes again when the light from the lamps hit them and my head throbbed with pain. 

and with the pain came the memories of what happened. The car, the pain, Miranda's scream and Liam calling my name.

Liam.

I needed to know that he was okay. I needed to feel him, I needed to hear his voice. 

my eyes fluttered open again and this time they stayed open. I tried to look around the room as good as I could. it was an intensive care unit room, I could tell from all of the machines and all the tubes and needles that was hooked up on me. I was all alone in the room and as I tried to sit up the heart monitor started to beep and not long after that an nurse rushed in to look what was happening.

 

"Hi there sugar. how are you feeling?" she asked with a huge smile covering her face.

 

she pressed some buttons on the monitors and checked my pulse just to be thorough. I tried again to sit up and this time she helped me to put the bed up so that I could sit more comfortable.

 

"I'm just going to look at your stitches." she said and opened the blanket that was covering me to look under the bandages that was on my belly.

"Liam, I need Liam." I managed to whisper when she was covering me up with the blanket again.

"Sure, I'm going to get him for you. A very nice young man you got there. he's a keeper." she smiled before looking at the monitors and left the room.

 

I couldn't do anything else but to smile. of what she said I at least found out that he must be okay. I could hear the rush of feet outside my door and when it opened he was taking up the whole door. He had been crying, I just knew but I was so glad so see that he was okay.

He walked up to the bed and stopped looking at me like I was some kind of dream. like he couldn't really believe that I was okay.

 

"baby?" he whispered slowly and his eyes filled with tears.

"I love you." was the first thing that came over my lips, I hadn't plan to say it like that but I did.

"I love you too Allison." he smiled and a tear left the corner of his eye before he could even try to blink it away. 

"don't be sad, I'm okay." I whispered and reached for his hand.

"I was so scared that I was going to loose you." he mumbled and leaned in and kissed my forehead before sitting down in the chair next to the bed without letting go of my hand.

"I was scared that I was going to loose you." I told him.

"you're stuck with me, baby. You're not getting rid of me now." he smiled.

"I'm so okay with that." I smiled back.

 

just an hour later I was out of the ICU. I was recovering fast even though I had had an operation and as I was settling in to the new single room my grandparents and Miranda came in. they had also been so worried but kept their calm through all of this. I was so proud even though I was the one with the worst damage.

it took almost and hour more before the police stopped by to ask some questions about the accident and when they showed the picture of the driver from the other car my heart pounded for a few beats witch the monitor picked up on but it was no doubt about it.

it was Jamie. 

Apparently he had left a note in his car where he confessed everything he had done, even the things in the states and everything he had done to me and my grandparents, he had said that if he couldn't have me nobody could. It was a suicide note, he was hoping that he could have caused enough damage for he to die with him in the crash.

I let out a sigh of relief when the police said that he had died in the ambulance on the way into the hospital. not only couldn't he ever do anything to me again but he could never hurt anybody else. 

I never really wanted him dead, I just wanted him to get what he deserved. for all of the girls that he had ever wronged to get closure. 

it was all over now and I could finally breath. it was like a weight that had been pulling down my shoulders was gone. it was finally over and I was so happy that we were all okay.

 

 

A/N

So.. I guess that most of you really hoped that it would be Jamie in the car and to be honest he really deserved what he got in my opinion.. never really liked the guy.

so I'm sad to say that it's only two chapters left to this story. 

- Sarah

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