Prologue
The room was silent, so silent you can hear a pin drop.
"Well at least she isn't suffering anymore" Liam broke the silence while everyone agreed besides Niall.
He lifted his head from the tiled floor shooting glares to his four best mates.
"How. Dare. You..." He rose from the cushioned chair along the far blank wall from the boys. Walking towards them fist balled tightly against his thighs, smoke fuming out of his ears, jaw clenched ready to hit someone or something.
Zayn quickly stood from his chair placing a firm hand upon Niall's chest; quietly begging the blond with his eyes, and a shake of his head.
Niall looked into the brown eyes of his closes friend, then back to the other three sitting, and softly said: "What about me? Now I'm suffering..."
Closing his eyes he allowed a single tear to fall backing away from Zayn he lowered his head and quietly rushed out of the double doors of the Hospital with a yelling head of chestnut curls on his tail.
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