True Love Doesn't Come Easy -One Direction fanfiction-

Chapter #14

Carolina's POV

I kept quiet as he drove. I couldn't forgive Bryan and I really didn't feel like talking to him. I was cold and the road was bumpy but I managed to fall asleep.

I saw myself, I was in a club. I was up on the stage. Bryan was among the crowd looking at me intently. I started singing. I was a good singer I guess, but I had never really wanted to be a singer or anything. I sang "We Are Never Getting Back Together" While glaring at Bryan the whole time. It was an odd dream and I woke up confused. I didn't even like Taylor Swift, I despised her actually. I think it was a warning telling me to steer clear of him. Who knows?

I woke up and I noticed that Bryan was really tired. The last thing we needed was a car crash. I just jinxed us didn't I? Because thats exactly what happened.

I was bleeding excessivly and I couldn't get out of the car. Bryan was passed out, maybe dead.

Screaming for help wouldn't do anything, it must be around 1:oo am and we're in the middle of nowhere.

How great.

I tried to push myself out of the car and after much pain I succeded. I crawled over to Bryans side and pulled him out trying to shake him awake. His heart was beating. Why did this make me so happy? I wasn't aware I was crying until I saw a tear fall onto Bryans cheek. I digged through his pockets hoping to find a phone. Again, I succeded. Wait, what was the number for the police in the UK? I searched my brain trying to remember when a voice interrupted my thoughts.

"The number-the number is 999" Bryan struggled to say. I looked down so damn happy he was concious.

I quicky dialed and explained everything to the lady from my kidnap to the car crash in less than 30 seconds. She said ambulances would be here any minute and that I had to try to stop the bleeding if I wanted to keep us alive. Bryan was alot worse then me. His leg looked broken, he had glass in his stomach and his head was bleeding. I hung up and leaned down to kiss Bryan, maybe for the last time. He was surprised but didn't hesitate to kiss back. The kiss was sweet, tender, and I hadn't realised how much I had missed his lips until now. I pulled away giving us both a chance to breath as I looked into his eyes and he looked into mine. "I-I forgive you." I whispered never losing eye contact.

A single tear slid down his face as he said, "I can die happy now ". He closed his eyes as I realised what he had said.

"What? No! You-You're going to be okay baby! I , I love you! Please don't leave me!" I shouted whilst shaking him and sobbing.

His eyes were closed, but he had a tiny smile on his face as he said, "I love you too, more than anything." With that he died. I didn't feel a pulse anymore. I laid down next to him in th grass as I held his hand and looked up at the beautiful stars crying. It might be a good moment if he wasn't dead and I wasn't dying.

I barely noticed when I was rushed into an ambulance. I didn't speak, I barely even blinked. He was dead. He was dead. I would never see him again, alive anyways.

I was in the hospital now. I was alive. I was doing well. I didn't talk or eat. I was just there in the hospital bed thinking about him. I didn't notice when all the girls and the boys rushed in and started crying and hugging me. I didn't want them here. I didn't want to be here. I wanted to be wherever Bryan was. My friends were worried and asked the doctor why I had no reaction to them being here, the doctor said some stupid shit about not being able to talk after the drama of the car crash. I could talk if I wanted to, but the thing is that I didn't want to. I wanted to die.

I was aware of my bestfriends crying and begging me to say something.

"Dead" i muttured looking out into space. I looked at each one of them. Chloe, Claire, Tati, Bree, and Zoe. "Dead." I muttured again.