Pj’s POV
“Hello love,” I said to a girl as I walked past her in order to get to the front of the crowd.
As the girl turned around to see me, I could feel all the color drain from my face. She was the very girl who I had promised myself never to think about again, but now I was forced to think of her, considering she was right in front of me. The pain reflecting in her eyes hurt my heart, and it took all of my might not to break down in tears. She looked at me like I was some criminal, which in a way I was, I had taken her sister. I watched this girl fall to her knees. I could tell that she couldn’t take this stress. I looked at Dan and Phil screaming help with my eyes.
“Who is she, Pj?” Dan said with a worried look on his face.
There was no time to explain. I searched the crowd for the only person that could understand. Once I saw his striped polo, and his shaggy brown hair I ran to him. I grabbed his hand and twirled him around so I could see him.
“What’s up Peej?” Chris said nervousness showing on his face.
“It’s the girl, Chris,” I sputtered. “The girl from the car crash, the one I hit, the one I took her sister from. She’s here, she s…saw me and I think she fa.fainted,” I managed to say, in one breath.
Chris didn’t say anything; he hugged me tight, grabbed my hand, and pulled me through the crowd towards the girl lying on the floor. We pushed through many people until we were standing right above her.
“Your right,” Chris gasped squeezing my hand. People were frantic, and someone was shaking the girl. Chris bent down and swooped up the limp body in his arms.
“Let’s get you to a bed, love” he said even though the girl couldn’t hear him. Chris set her down on a nearby couch. People dispersed and left us alone. Now there was just Chris and I hovering above her, and some other girl that seemed like her friend. She lay there so peacefully. Her whole body was quite, her long brown hair framing her face. I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she was. Then she began to wake up.
Daniela’s POV
I heard voices, and then I opened my eyes. The world was blurry for a few seconds. I didn’t know where I was. I saw faces floating above me. I wasn’t sure how many there were cause I think I was seeing doubles. I remembered the meet up…and then Dan and Phil…and then they boy with the green eyes. Finally when things started clearing up I could make out three faces. There was Jessica, and then two boys that I distinctly remembered from the car crash. This was my nightmare. Was this a bad dream? I tried shutting my eyes tight but when I opened them nothing changed…still a nightmare.
I noticed the boy with the amazing eyes standing right above me. He was probably six inches from my face, so close he could just kiss me. He was saying something that I couldn’t make out. His green eyes stared right into me, and I felt like I was drowning I their color. I heard someone say that his name was Pj. Pj…Pj…I said in my head a couple of times. Wait a minute, what was I doing! This was insane! I was admiring my enemy! I was admiring the boy that killed my sister. I was betraying my little angel in heaven.
I pinched myself hard. I let the tears fill my eyes, and spill down my cheeks.
“I have to leave…I.I.have to g...go,” I sputtered grabbing my friend’s hand.
I ran to the door, tears blurring my vision. I ran outside and collapsed on the grass, out of sight of the shopping center exit. Jessica stood over me looking baffled.
“Excuse me missy, you have a lot of explaining to do,” Jessie said looking astonished. “But did you see those eyes, like sapphires, and that smile…who was that gorgeous boy?” she asked.
He was gorgeous, and I knew it. But he was a murderer. He was a gorgeous murderer. But Jessie’s comment just rubbed me the wrong way. Maybe it was jealousy, or anger, either way what I did next was not right. I slapped her. Not hard, but it was still a slap across the face. Jessica looked so confused and hurt and then it turned to anger.
“What was that, you bitch?” she said as she stormed off.
Once again, I was alone, and it started to rain. Perfect. I walked home, soaking myself to the bone. My tears mixed with the rain. What had I done?
An hour later, I was dry and curled up in front of the TV in my lonely apartment. I watched TV for two hours, and then got my computer for some YouTube. I watched Dan, Phil, Alphie, Marcus, Casper, Bertie, the twins, everyone. It made me feel a little better but I still didn’t know what to do.
It was 12:14 am, and I was about to go to bed when something caught my eye. It was a YouTube recommended channel. I never used recommended anything, but this was different. There was a tiny picture next to the name of the channel, KickThePj. Pj! It was Pj’s channel. That’s why he was at the meet and greet, he was a YouTuber…of course. I willed myself not to click on the first video, but what was the harm in watching one video. I clicked on a video called Foursome Twister. I watched as four boys came out to introduce themselves. First, there were Dan and Phil. I found out today that they were Pj’s close friends. The next boy was one that I saw earlier. I also saw him coming out of the passengers’ seat of the Porsche at the accident. He introduced himself as Chris. Next came Pj, my stomach did a summersault. Oh Pj…The gorgeous murderer.
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