Stole My Heart

The pain I felt that day I ran away still pondered my mind. Did I make the right decision? Did I have to leave to make sure Niall was mine? He promised never to let her take him. So why didn't I believe him?
The pain I felt lying on the park bench. In the cold. Feeling unwanted, unloved and lonely. Why didn't I go home?
So many questions were needing to be answered, but I couldn't answer them. They were questions to stay unanswered. For I didn't have an answer. I was so confused of all the past events. Meeting Niall had led me to a life of pain and misery. And look where we are now. In a room full of pain and misery!

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35. "He's not going to be ok...is he?"

I sat still; silence filled the room. It depressed me. How everyone who had a place for Niall in there hearts was now torn. Torn into peaces of unbearable pain.  

The pain I felt that day I ran away still pondered my mind. Did I make the right decision? Did I have to leave to make sure Niall was mine? He promised never to let her take him. So why didn't I believe him? 

The pain I felt lying on the park bench. In the cold. Feeling unwanted, unloved and lonely. Why didn't I go home?

So many questions were needing to be answered, but I couldn't answer them. They were questions to stay unanswered. For I didn't have an answer. I was so confused of all the past events. Meeting Niall had led me to a life of pain and misery. And look where we are now. In a room full of pain and misery! "L-louis?" I spoke up my voice cracking and tears brimming in my eyes. "Yeh?" He moved away from Niall's side and rushed over to me. He slid his leg up on the arm rest of the chair I was comfortably sat in. He slid his arm over my shoulder. I leant my head on his lap as tears rolled freely from my eyes. "D-do you think he'll be all right?" I sobbed breathing heavily. My mind was buzzing. Filled with questions which needed answers. With feelings I didn't want to feel. With emotions I didn't want to show. "Of corse he will" He smiled, but I could tell It was fake. He'd lost hope too. We all had. The other boys showed up yesterday. Neither of them answered my question truthfully either. They all said the same thing. Of corse he will Harriet. Like everything was perfect, I wasn't a child. I understood death. I understood that there would come a time where everyone died. Where humans no longer excised, but I didn't wasn't that time to be now. Niall had so much more to live. He was young. Handsome. Talented and most of all, the most kindest forgiving person I had ever met. He meant the most to me and if I couldn't have one more chance to say how I felt I wouldn't forgive myself. I would close up into a small isolated world of depression. "Why are you lying?" I asked no emotion showing anymore. I heard Louis sigh as I sat up. "He's not going to be ok...is he?" I looked down at the floor not wanting to be with anyone, but Niall. "Is he!" My voice raised as a tear splashed onto the tip of my shoe. "We can only hope" He stood up and wrapped his arms around me. I didn't want his comfort. I didn't want anyone to be here now, except Niall. I stood still in his arms sobbing. The beeping machine continued to annoy me. Beep. Beep. Beep. Every second. I hadn't had the time to think. Maybe this would be the machines last beep.

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