My Best Friend, Liam Payne?

Disney Princesses

Day 8

I'm stopping the writing. It's not doing anything except making me more and more depressed. The last thing I'll write is just this:
 
Gabby, I love you.

*1 week later*

The time ticked by slowly, really slowly. I sat there, staring at the blank wall and even after a well my mind always wondered off to Gabby and my vivid dream on the rooftop.

She felt so real, so alive; I couldn't believe it was all a dream. Somehow thinking that Gabby, in her sleeping-like state could feel what I was doing and hear what I was saying. 

"Gabby..." I whispered, leaning over her. The girls and guys had all left before, I was alone.

"Gabby can you hear me?" I asked, hoping for an answer that was never going to come.

"It's me, Liam." I told her, running my fingers through her tangles of hair.

"Don't be scared, wherever you are." I ordered, holding her face in my hands. I stayed silent for a few minutes before I spoke again.

“I can't do this without you." I admitted, my desperateness ringing through my voice.

I slumped back in my chair, it was no use.

Just as I was about to admit defeat and idea popped into my head.

Did I think it would work? Hell no.

Was I going to try it anyways? Hell yeah.

I stood up again and leaned down, my face hovering over hers.

"I'm going to try something..." I told her, bending lower and pressing my lips against hers. It felt weird, having nothing kiss back. I lifted my head to look at Gabby’s face, perfectly still, no change.

"Worth a try..." I told myself, pecking her lips again and sitting back down, wondering why this wasn't a Disney movie and I could bring my princess back to life with a kiss.

*Gabby’s POV*

You’d think the darkness was the scarier part of this, but it wasn't, the eerie silence was unsettling, there was no noise, no birds chirping, no wind, nothing.

"Gabby..." The white flashed and i was soon surrounded by it, the angel boy was standing in front of me again.

"Is that my name?" I questioned him, he ignored me.

"Gabby, can you hear me?" He asked, sounding desperate.

"I can hear you! Can you hear me?" I stepped closer to the boy. He mirrored me.