Chapter Three: Thoughts

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This is just a filler. I'll have ALL the boy's POV but they will be short and not sweet...

Liam's POV:

'Elizabeth Malik @MaliksWife: god! Now @Real_Liam_Payne didn't stop @zaynmalik from cheating on @Em_Reed! What the hell is wrong with him! It's ALL his fault! #ShameonLiam'

'@MaliksWife: Ikr! God im like seriously hating him rite now >:( #ShameonLiam'

The tweets got more worse each day.

I couldn't fight back. I'm only one person against hundreds of girls.

I didn't want to read all there horrid tweets, but I do. I've read probably half of the tweets on the 'shame on Liam' trend.

Plus, Nikki is so close to cutting. She is always trying to find a way to get to a knife.

My life is hell right now.

Zayn's POV:

My life is hell.

I can't believe that I let Trish take things too far. I will never forgive myself.

The baby is dead because of me.

She could of lived and done great things. Hell, she could've cured cancer. But now, because of me, she won't. She will never say a word. She'll never laugh, smile, eat, drink and do normal activities. And it's all my fault.

If it weren't for me, Emma and the baby would be fine at the apartment, getting ready to see how Amanda is doing.

But no. Emma is on a hospital bed without the innocent baby.

I blame my self.

I want to crawl into a hole and cry my eyes out.

I wish I could turn back time.

But I can't.

Niall's POV:

I wish that I could fill in the missing gap of Amanda's life.

She was, and is, the best thing that has ever happened to me.

And she doesn't even remember me.

She doesn't remember anything we did.

Ice skating.

The carnival.

The movies.

The cuddling.

The kisses.

The moments.

Harry's POV:

I wish that everything could rewind. From the moment I met the girls.

I didn't like seeing them in pain.

They've really grown on me.

There like younger sisters to me, and I hate to see my sister in pain, and this is no different.

Worst winter ever.

Louis' POV:

I hate this winter. Everything bad is happening. Once everything was dandy and fine, so close to getting Amanda and Emma friends again, bam! It has to rain!

I'm so glad that Emma is alright and Amanda awoke.

I'm also shocked, because the doctors said it is a miracle that she woke up.

It is.

Now, all that's left is the fairytale ending.

Too bad fairytales don't exist.

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So, so, so, so sorry this chapter is REALLY short and the POV's were crap!

The thing is, I had this dance that was from 8 to 9 and when I got home I went on the Wii and played a game of Baseball on Wii sports and tennis...

Anyywayy, my point being, since I promised I would update every Friday, I quickly typed up this awesome chapter (note sarcasm)!

I'm going to be slowly making my way out of there thoughts and more into the actual story.

Do you get what I mean?

No?

Well, during the upcoming chapters, I'll be stopping all the thoughts.

I'll have more dialogue and drama.

I'll have verbs and nouns, too!

xx

-Jules  

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