In Life-A One Direction Fanfiction

Death

     Harry's POV

    It was Margarita. I knew instantly. She was on the phone tears streaming down her face; Its seems as if I saw that to much, to often. "Por favor, Madre! Please don't!" I couldn't hear the mom on the other side of the phone, but obviously something I had happened. Again as before I tried to pull Margarita towards me, into my embrace. Like last time however I couldn't comfort her. I just had to watch her suffer, and that was slowly killing me on the inside. Again Margarita screamed into the phone in desperation "YOU CAN"T! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT PARA MATARLO! WE DESERVE TO SEE HIM FIRST!" Something was obviously wrong. Margarita was shaking her fist that wasn't hold the phone was her support, and she gripping so tight onto the counter her knuckles were turning white. Tears were streaming down her face which was red with sorrow and anger. Her expression held a mixture of pain and horror. I really wanted to know what was going on; It was seriously frustrating me.

         "Please Mami. Please. You can't cut his life line without letting Rose and Lerissa seeing him first. Their birthday is in a week. Let it last till then." Margarita was begging now and I was shocked. Sh-She called her Mami. That had never happened after that day she almost died at the beach. I knew that for a actual fact. Suddenly though everything seemed to make perfect sense. Even more so when I looked back to Margarita who had dropped the phone a fell to her knees. She wrapped her arms around herself crying "Why did he have to be in that accident, and why does he have to die. I already lost both of them out of love, but I can't actually loose one. Papi please, Come back to me. To us; Nuestra familia se ha perdido y estamos sin amor! Our family is lost and we are without love. We need that love!" Margarita was begging now. I yelled out for her, tried to reach her to no avail. I fell to my knees in front of her, sobbing for her and for her sisters. Knowing that in the end I would be the one picking up the pieces. That's what I needed to do. That's what I WANTED to do.

         I woke with a start, all the blood rushing to my making me extremely dizzy. I was, of course, crying again. I choked on a yell and I came out like a sob. Before I knew it however, I was sobbing again, and I wasn't doing it quietly. Next thing I knew all the boys barged in. Liam came by me and rubbed my back in slow circles soothing me. Niall, Zayn, and Louis stood leaning on the wall. Arms completely crossed and looking down. The were all quiet until Niall asked very sofly "Harreh? What happened?" I shook harder and cried out through was my tears. "Its her! Its her! Its always been her!" "Who Haz?", Louis asks? "Margarita!", I cried out. "She's the girl I've been dreaming about... I knew it when I saw her in the mall. I dreamed about her again last night; Her dad.. He's only hanging to life in hospital care. He's dead." I was still shaking and crying. All of the boys were dead silent, especially Louis and Niall. "Haz are you-" "YES!", I scream cutting Zayn off abruptly. "Yes." It felt bad yelling at him, but honestly I was desperate.

Margarita's POV

         It was around 1:07 AM when I got to room. I was so upset by the news I had fell to my knees, unable to hold myself up anymore. After that I run to the bathroom and threw up until all I was doing was gagging severely. Turning my stomach inside out. I had brushed my teeth and put my hair up in a high, tight pony tail. Still though my kinky hair fell down to right to my butt. As I opened around I looked at my surroundings. My room was a red, eye burning red; It had light wood flooring to match. My bed was a king and it was a dark rot iron brown that had a swirly design. My covers were white completely and silk for the sheets; The comforter was thicker and more plush. Over my bed was a real looking apple tree with apples in bloom. They (the branches, blossoms, and apples) completely covered my whole room with trees and vines. I used to have a really big things for fairy tales.... The poison apple thing. Also on some of the vines were real looking roses. They were my favorite type; blood red. So obviously, red is my thing. Leota says I fit right in with the room, that I looked like a fairy. WEIRD!

         My dad had designed the room for me and it was the last piece of him I had. After the room was built and Madre got pregnant with the twins he sort of... became distant. He left me alone, but he still took care of my unlike her. I needed him then and I still need him now even though me and me sitas' are on our own most of the time anyways. As I walked to  my bed though the tears started to fall again, silently, but enough to fill the ocean. I walked into my bathroom I had to stop and look around again. My bathroom was designed by my Madre, but I do have to admit I LOVED IT! It was white marble and tiled everywhere. I had a makeup sitting area and a private toilet room. I also had a step in shower that had two spray nozzles. A giant tub and walk in closet, in shape of a circle, that was the size of a small bathroom. The wasn't tile though, it was carpet. I walked back out to be bed knowing I would have to tell my sistas when the time came...

BUZZ BUZZ

          My phone vibrated, Ah were did I leave that thing! I looked around and found it on my window seat. Running over I looked at the screen. -Leota: Ok so Ik your probly not up, but Ive been thinkin we hav 5 tickets 2 the concrt and 4 of us. Should we invite Gracie. Can i com ovr?- I realized at the moment that I needed a friend even if I wouldn't admit it. -Me: Jst come ovr now.- I just really needed someone to lean on and Lerissa really bonds with Leota so telling them tomorrow would actually be alot easier. -Leota: Im on my way chica ;)- Sounds just like her, which is good I really don't need her moody tonight. Around ten minuets later there was a knock at the front door; I couldn't help it I ran down the stairs to the door. As soon as I had unlocked the door and Leota had walked in, I had no sooner than thrown my arms around her. No more than five seconds later my tears poured out onto her cropped gypsy top. The type that scrunched right above the belly button, tide tighter to the elbow, and flared out from there; Small lightly floral prints on the middle and solid color on the sleeves.

           She wrapped her arms around me and rubbed my back just whispering everything and anything in my ears to make me feel better. That was all I needed to choke out "He's in the hospital Leota. He is hanging to life by only a machine. He's dead. I sobbed harder shaking and muffling my cry's on her shoulder. She just did what a best friend trying to make her best friend laugh would do. She picked me up bridal style and carried me to my room; She set me down in the middle of my bathroom. Leota lifted her arm and pointed her finger and said "Shower now." I smiled and said "Yes Mami." She giggled and so did I while I walked to the shower. I was throwing my clothes out while she was in my closet picking out my pajamas. As the water hit me I instantly loosend up, and honestly it felt... amazing. As I was in the shower Leota turned on the radio I had in there cranking up the music. It was at the very end of Kelly Clarkson's Catch My Breath, and of course right after it played One Directions Live Whil Were Young. I smiled and started to sing along with the music.