Broken (Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

this story is a bit dramatic, and it can cause teary eyed readers. ilya and i love this story bc idk.

hope you like it :) xxx

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Amber's POV

I opened my eyes, squinting to adjust to the light. Where am I? White walls, carpet, bed, etc.

"Ah, Ms. Cale, you're awake!" She clapped her hands together, "I'm Dr. Merin, do you remember what happened?"

"N-not that much." I stuttered. "I remember a car coming towards us and then we crashed."

"How old are you sweetie?"

"16" I replied, with a small smile on my face. "My birthday is on November 14, 1993." (A/N: MY BIRTHDAY I (((but it's supposed to be 1999 shhhh))) TEHEE)

"Well the date today is May 25 sweetie. You were in a coma for 3 years now."

My smile faded, and then it all came to me. Where. Are. Mom. Dad. And. Caleb.

"Where are my parents and Caleb?" I asked, sounding a bit paranoid.

"I'm sorry, but your parents are dead. The car crash did a huge impact on their skulls thus hitting the brain. Caleb's in the other room, he's been awake for awhile now."

"W-what?" My voice cracked "Can I see Caleb?" I asked.

She nodded, and left the room. A few minutes later Caleb was wheeled inside my room.

"Caleb!" I cried, he ran to me and hugged my tightly, letting me cry on his shoulder.

"Don't worry little sis, I'm here. I won't leave you." He whispered in my ear, and kissed my forehead.

"I never even got to say goodbye." I cried, soaking his hospital gown.

Niall's POV

"Hello?" I answered my phone without bothering to look at the caller ID.

"Mate! Where are you? We have soundcheck right now!" Liam said through the phone, then the line went dead.

I groaned and changed into sweats, and a loose sleeveless shirt. I grabbed my snapback, and raybans. And rushed to get a cab. I told him were my destination was, as it started to drive.

I grabbed my iPhone, and opened the app.

@NiallOfficial: 'Goodmorning ! Off t soundcheck ! see u lovely fans later !' I pressed send, and clicked my mentions.

@stupidbitches145: @niallofficial no one cares ugly cunt.

And as if on cue my phone slid from my hands, my mouth hung wide open.

See what I go through everyday? The hate? Yeah well it sucks.

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"..chinny chin chins!" I sang until someone from the crowed, threw something onstage. I grabbed it and opened the box.

'You don't deserve to be in one direction Niall :) x -@hatingniall'

I placed it back inside and threw it back to the crowd angrily. I ran out of the stage and cried. Yes, cried.

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"Mate what happened?"

"Don't listen to them."

"They're just jealous Niall!"

"There's nothing that can change what I saw." I replied, "I don't deserve to be in one direction."

"Niall don't say that."

"It's true I really don't deserve to be in one direction. I can't stand the hate, drama, and everything I do just to make our fans happy, I'm through with this."

I stood up, then 4 hands grabbed my wrists.

"Let go." But they didn't.

"KNOW WHAT?!" I screamed infront of the guys. "I'm sick of my life. I'm sick of getting hate every single day. Saying I'm a waste of space, and shit like that!"

I ran out, fighting back my tears. There was only one thing I could think of doing, to end this madness.

And that was to.

Kill myself.

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my eyes were getting teary while i made this i nfkanfbhijksllfwiygj ily

JUST TO CLEAR THIS ALL OFF THIS IS A FUCKING FAN *UNDERLINE* FICTION *UNDERLINE* so this is FICTION. None of these are real, except for the hate they get.

and One Direction are real..... you get that don't you?

x