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!


33. "N-niall?"

Niall's accent faded. His body swept away from my sight followed by a truck. It stormed past me at full speed pushing Niall along with it. He was gone in the blink of an eye. I closed my eyes. I'm dreaming. It's just a dream Harriet. I repeated to myself before opening my eyes. The nightmare didn't go away. I had slipped into my reality and now I didn't know what to do. "N-niall?" I asked quietly blinking away the tears. I shuffled over to where was was once standing and looked down the road. The pile of messy hair covering his sweet innocent face. He lie still. No movement in sight. His leg sprawled out to one side and wedged under the trucks wheel. His face was blank. No emotion showing. "N-niall?" I asked again stepping out from the car and rushing towards him. I knelt by his side and cupped his head with my hands. I then took his hand just to have it flop back down onto the pebbly road beneath us. "Niall" I said a little bit louder this time. Tears splashed onto his cheeks as I wiped my eyes. The truck driver stumbled out of the truck and rushed forward to Niall. He seemed to run in slow motion. Every person rushing to his side and every passing car moved slowly. I felt sick. I felt like i'd murdered someone. I wanted to punch my self right in the face. Or swap places with Niall. He didn't deserve this. I did. I'd kissed Louis and he still didn't know. I hated myself. My mind filled with nasty hate comments. My sight blurred as Niall's lifeless body was driven away to hospital. I tumbled down to he ground and all I saw was black.  

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