Drowning Love (One Direction)

Millie's POV

Ahh!! The light, it burns I'm melting. Ugh. I was having a wonderful nap. "I had a wonderful nap," I state turning to look towards Tilly. Hey, where did she go?!  Ew, I have to get up and look for her now. Oh the effort. Now you see, if I was queen I wouldn't have to walk because people would just carry me around. How cool would that be.

I can see it now, Queen Millie. It has a nice ring to it. Wait what was I doing? Oh ya, Tilly.

"Come out, come out wherever you are," I sing looking over the edge into the water. Nope, no one. Looking towards the shore, I spot her patting a boy's back and see four other boys running her way. I lean forward trying to get a better look. My foot slips on the edge and I find myself falling.

"AHHHHHH TILLIE ASLDHDLDKIEHSLJSG AHHHHHHHH!" I scream at the top at my lungs. I feel my forehead hit something sharp. I feel something warm falling down my face as I hit the surface of the water.  Red.  Blood.

Water fills my lungs. I can't breathe. I'm going to die. I flail my arms trying to reach safety. My body feels numb. Slowly, I start to give up and I find my eyes closing by themselves and I am enveloped into the darkness. It is all so dark. I am so afraid. I hear a faint shout, but then it's all gone.

Niall's POV

Zayn's such an idiot. He knows he isn't a good swimmer, so why would he do that. I begin jog over to him and the life guard.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Wait, what was that? I look towards the water to see a girl in a red swimsuit tumbling over the edge. Oh god.

"HEY!" I scream at the lifeguard. But she doesn't hear me. No one does they are all preoccupied with Zayn.

"Oh fuck it," I mumble, pulling off my shirt and kicking off my shoes as fast as I can. I'm running through the water like my life depends on it. I don't even know this girl, she could be a crazed fan and attack me.

What am I thinking, she could die. I lift my arms and dive in and swim under the water. Opening my eyes as much as I can, resisting the urge to close them and relieve myself from the burning of the chlorine.

I look up and start swimming to the water's surface. I turn around quickly and spot a flash of red. Got her. I swim toward it but the red that I saw wasn't her bathing suit. It's blood. Oh shit, this is serious.

Alright, I have to pull myself together.  I quickly inhale as much air as I can and dive.  There she is!  I reach out hurriedly and grab her and start swimming up.

Gasping for air, I look at the girl. She is so pale, her lips a deadly purple and her forehead is bleeding.  I can feel my heart pounding.  Water starts to fill my eyes.  She isn't dead, she can't be. She's not dead, she won't die.

"She is not dead," I mumble under my breath while swimming to shore. I can't let this girl die. I don't even know her, but she doesn't deserve to die. If she does then it's going to be my own fault.

I finally reach the shore and lay her down on the first chair I see. Turning around to where the lads are, I see them all standing near each other.

"Liam," I croak, my throat dry. He turns and looks at me his eyes widening, and his face drains of all color. That is all it takes for my tears to fall. He begins to run over quickly.

"What, what's going on mate, why are you crying?" he asks me whipping his head around and his eyes land on the frail girl laid on the chair. I am not even remotely aware of what's happening anymore, but I hear Liam shout, " CALL AN AMBULANCE LADS QUICKLY!" Liam's always the one to help. I can't help but stare at the girls purple lips. Her beautiful face slowly being covered by blood. I can't help but wonder what color her eyes are. I just wish she would open them.

Millie's POV

It's so dark. My head hurts a lot. Every time I try to open my eyes I fail. I'm scared, I don't want to die. "Liam," I hear a boy say.  He sounds sad, almost like he's crying.  He has an accent as well.  I'm not sure exactly what accent though. It might be an Irish accent.  I have always loved accents, their so cute.  If I ever get out of this dark place, I am going to get myself a boyfriend with an accent.  Wait, do I even have a boyfriend?

I can't remember.  In fact, I can't remember anything.  How did I get here?  For now all I know is that boy with the accent.  Maybe he will help me open my eyes,

Liam's POV

"There is a girl here and I think she drowned.  She is unconscious, we need help!" I explain to the police over the phone.  I don't understand why I fucking need to explain that there is a girl dying and she needs help.

"Alright sir, we will be on our way," I hear and the voice cuts off.  Fucking hell they better hurry up.  I sigh exasperated.

I walk over to Niall, who's gently wiping the blood off the girl's face, but she just keeps bleeding. He's still crying.  He doesn't usually cry much.  I gently rub his back causing him to flinch and look up breaking him out of his daze.

"They are coming," I whisper. He subtly nods his head and goes back to wiping the blood away from her face.

I can hear the sirens. That was rather fast. Watching the entrance of the park, I see three men rush in wheeling a stretcher behind them.

Millie's POV

I feel someone touching my face. I don't like when people touch me.

Sirens. They're taking me to the hospital. I'm hyperventilating. I hate hospitals. I try to open my eyes, but they won't open. People are touching me, lifting me up. Hot tears fall down my face. Please anything but the hospital, I try to speak. But I can't, I am not even able to open my mouth.

Author's Note

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