Another Spy Story(a Niall Horan fiction)

#30 R.I.P

Arelys pov.
"Who is here for Sarah Jane Jones Ella?"The doc asked.We all stood up.

"I'm her mother."The doctor nodded as he started talking to her bout her conditions.I walked into her room and looked at her pale,cold face.A tear slipped down my cheek as I looked at the beeping thing.She is bearly breathing.Oh my gosh shut up!

Then suddenly the beeping thing stopped.I looked up and saw that she isn't breathing.No!Start again!Start again!Everything passed so quickly.Doctors and nurses rushed in and out.I ran out of the hospital room and into any hall that I could find.

When I was finally a good distance away I slumped against the wall and let the tears flow out.If I hadn't gone to the beach then I would of gone on that mission with her and taken the bullet.Its all my fault. After a few minutes I felt someone sit next to me and rub circles on my back.

"Come here."I heard a familiar Irish voice.I smiled weakly and engulfed in his hug.
~Flash Back Over~
And now here I am.Sitting in the middle of the hallway,with Niall hugging me and rubbing circles on my back.

"Shhh.Its okay."Niall assured me.

"No it's not.Shes gone.And never coming back."I sobbed.I can't believe I just let her slip away.She has been nothing but an amazing best friend to me and I let her down.
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After singing "Seamless"by me(all these little kid songs,my sisters make me listen to them and some I actually like)wow,I'm surprised that tears aren't running down my face,since I wrote this song about Sarah and Galilea.
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Sorry but I am now really tired of this book and I just wanted to get it over with,I like coming up with an idea,but I don't like writing them down.So if anyone is interested, email me at paris0jones@gmail.com and I will give you my ideas and maybe start a book with you.↗️that is a zero,zip,zero,0.

~Paris Jones
Ps.Goodbye!