Fix A Heart: A One Direction Fanfic

Semi Truck

/Music for this chapter is "I know you care" by ellie goulding so if you want to listen to it its on the side of this story. (If your on a computer)./

Louis' POV:

I frantically speed walk through Saint Johns hospital doors. Leanne needs to make it. She is my everything and more. I walk up to the front desk and look at the women sitting in the black chair. "I need to see Leanne Miller." I'm out of breathe from running from the parking-lot. "You can't see her sir she is in ICU and is unable to have visitors." She looks away from the computer for about 5 seconds then looks back at the screen. I can feel my anger bubbling up and flowing out. I bring up my right hand and smack the jar of pens. It hits the ground causing me many odd looks. "Sir you need to calm down or i will have to get security and you will have to leave the hospital." I scoff and give her a harsh look. I'm about to go on with my rant but Harry grabs my arm and pulls me away. "Its not worth it." He whispers in my ear before dragging me to my seat.

As i cry in my cold hospital chair, a million thoughts travel my mind making me more dizzy then i was from crying every tear in my body. That girl has worked her way into my life like no other. She is different, in a good way. I can't help but feel like its my fault she is in this situation. I should have done something different. If i could trade places with her i would do it in a heartbeat.

Every second that goes by i feel more guilt come on. My heart starts to hurt. My heart is actually breaking. My hand grips my chest fisting my shirt in my hands. I need to get some air. I pulls my head up from my knees. "Ill Be back." i say quietly. "want me to come?' Liam gives me a concerned look. I shake my head and walk out  of the hospital to find a bench or table.

I sniffle as I reach into my pocket and pull out my phone. I open up twitter and of course everyone is talking about the accident. I quickly tweet that we are ok. 

"Hi everyone just wanted to say that me and the lads are ok. But Leanne is no were near ok. She is hanging on for her life. We are heartbroken. i will update you all when her condition gets better." 

I press 'tweet' and the tweet is sent. In half a second people are tweeting me that they are praying for her and that they hope she makes it. But of course, People have to ruin it. I look at all the mean tweets people sent.

"Stupid bitch needs to die"

"I hope she is suffering."

"she doesn't deserve to be friends with you boys"

"DIE LEANNE!!!!"

"Praying..... That she dies in pain."

My anger is evident in my eyes and my throat feels tight. I grasp my phone as tight as i can. The hastag "Pray that leanne dies" is trending. Thats it. Im done. DONE. I look at the street. My feet start to move that way. If they want someone dead. I will give them that. I stand on the sidewalk looking at the pretty fast, yet not very busy street. i feel my left foot step off the curb and the right one follows behind it slowly. Ever sense i became a member of this band, people thinks they rule me, my life, and my love. Im sorry if i didn't wear the right colored shoes, or if i don't love the right person. They ruined my family, my relationships, my self esteem. Tears silently role down my cheeks wetting my shirt. "here you go. You want to make me perfect. But i will never be perfect. But now i don't have to try to be perfect. You don't have to worry about who i date. I'm sorry to the fans i love. the ones who care about me. I'm sorry boys, Mom, baby sisters, and Leanne. maybe if yo die, we will be together. But i want you to live your life better then i did. I love you all."  I see a semi truck coming on full speed. My body is shaking uncontrollably. "goodbye" i slowly close my eyes and put my left foot out. I suck in my breath as my throat tightens up.