Prologue

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Liz's POV

Ok! I don't know why I'm actually writting in this book and I don't know why Ellie, my mother, believes that this journal will help me but since I have nothing better to do I'll give it a try. Ellie said it will help me understand why I feel what I'm feeling if I write it down. So here I am. Writing! Well I haven't introduced myself properly yet, have I? My name is Analise but I prefer Liz. I'm 16 years old. I used to be a happy person. My favorite color was blue and I believed there was no life without music. By now you probably have noticed the past tense. My parents believe that I have depression but it's not like that. It's because he left! He left me without saying goodbye without a warning! Now whenever I see blue it reminds me of his crystal clear blue eyes. Those eyes that you can look into for ages. Those eyes, which were always here for me. But not anymore! Now whenever I hear music, it reminds me of him. His voice that I adored when he was singing to me just for fun. You might not believe me , you might think that I'm crazy but imagine your only best friend leaving without telling you. How would you feel? Devastated? Brokenhearted? That's how I felt!It was like my heart was ripped in pieces.Niall wasn't only my best friend. He was my only friend, the big brother I never had. I admit I had a tiny crush on him since we were 13 but I never let it destroy our friendship. I never told him and I certainly I'm not going to tell him now. After abandoning me here with nobody else. Anyway my mother called me to go down for dinner. xx

Your dork, Liz.

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