Summer...Tragedy? ~One Direction Fan Fiction~ *In Editing*

Chapter Twenty: Drop The Bomb

Zayn's POV:

I feel bad for Niall. I can't even think about the girl I love in a coma, and Niall's living it.

I feel bad for Liam. The girl he loves is in depression.

I feel bad for Louis. Three of his best mates are paranoid and two of his non biological sisters are not okay.

I feel bad for Harry. Three of his best mates are paranoid and two of his non biological sisters are not okay.

I feel bad for Amanda. She is in a coma, and may never wake up.

I feel bad for Nikki. Her non bological sister and best friend is in a coma, who could slip away any second.

I can't say that I'm chill. Cause that would be a lie. I do the same thing the rest of the lads do. I sit on the couch everyday, hoping that Niall would come out and tell us Amanda woke up and will be okay.

I totally understand why Emma hasn't been the same. Because her best friend and non biological sister is in a coma and her other best friend and non biological sister is in depression.

Everyday is the same. I wake up, eat breakfast and sit on the couch waiting for Niall to annoncement. Occacinally there is an interveiw, signing or concet.

Right now we were just in Germany, waiting. Occacinal mumbles, but the rest was silent. I was at the end, sitting next to Louis, who was next to Liam who was next to Harry. Niall was locked up in a room. The door opened and Paul's voice echoed through the once silent hotel room.

"I know that it is a really depressing and sad time, but you still have careers and your fans are getting worried. You haven't been yourself or tweeting. So, get up and explore Germany. Get Niall, too." Paul said and left.

"We probably should, lads. Let's go." Liam said getting up. I sighed and got up, walking over towards Niall's room. I opened the door.

Niall was lying on his back, staring up at the ceiling, his lips moving but no words came out.

"Niall?" I said, "Paul wants us to get out because the fans are getting worried." Niall sighed and got out of bed. He walked out his room and he lead us outside.

"Alright, let's all seperate." Liam said. Niall went straight, Harry and Louis went left and me and Liam went right. I slipped on my sunglasses.

"I hope that Amanda gets better." I said. Liam nodded.

"What should I do to get Nikki out of depression?" Liam asked. I didn't know. It is hard dealing with the fact that someone so close to you is in a coma. I know for a fact that if Emma, or one of the lads or a person in my family were in a coma, I would be in depression.

"I have no idea." I said, honestly.

"Oh my God. Zayn Malik?" A girl said in front of me. She held out a paper.

"Can I have your autograph?" She asked. I nodded.

"Who for?" I asked.

"Emma." She said. It felt as if someone squeezed my heart and is trying to rip it out of my chest as I remembered Emma at collage, with al lthose other guys. I smiled at her and wrote down my name and 'To Emma'.

"Thank you. Can I have a picture?" Emma asked. I nodded and I took off my sunglasses as she snapped a photo with her phone.

"Liam? Can I have your autograph and a picture?" Emma asked.

"Of course." Liam answered. He signed her paper and than they took a picture and she walked away, smiling ear to ear.

"It feels good to make fans happy." I said.