You Cursed My Name

Chapter 19

Nialls p.o.v.~

Zayn kept trying to talk to me but I just drowned out what he had to say. It meant nothing to me. I wanted to scare her but what happened was I killed her. Killed. Its a strong word, but it was true. She would find out what I did to her. She would leave me. Her life would turn into a living hell. Maybe she would even move away. Far away from her killer. 

It replayed over and over in my mind. The lights filling the dark car up. The sound of the two vehicles colliding. Looking over to see her dying. My windshield broken into the shape of her body. Parts of her skin stuck into the glass. It wouldn't leave. 

"Niall!" Liam yelled at me. I snapped my full attention over to them. 

"What?" I asked them. They sighed. 

"You can go see her now." they said. I stood up and the boys followed me. 

The nurses told him they had to stay with me while I was here. They couldn't afford a replay of what happened hours before.

As we got closer to her room I started to feel my nerves grow. I had no reason to be nervous. But I was. She would hate me, be afraid of me. I loved her. 

Soon we were outside her room. Zayn knocked and a nurse allowed us to fill the room. Charlie's eyes widened at the sight of me. My gaze dropped to the floor when I saw the fear in her eyes. Zayn walked over to her and sat on the edge of her bed. Harry went and played with a strand of her hair. She giggled and they smiled. 

Her laughed tended to warm everyone's spirits. Even mine. It created a warm feeling in your stomach that you just couldn't ignore. 

"Charlie why are you so scared of me?" I asked. She was surprised but cleared her throat. 

"I know how we got into that other lane. If you didn't want to be with me you should have just broken up with me. Not try to kill me." she said. With those words a single tear slipped down my cheek. 

Her eyes soften but she just sighed. Liam walked over and hugged me. What was I suppose to do? I just lost the only thing that ever meant something to me. 

"Please just go." Charlie said. Her voice sounded tired. 

Harry nodded and kissed her forehead. A pang of jealousy filled my chest. Zayn kissed her hand and then we left. 

"Can you guys just take me home?" I asked them. They nodded and took me to my flat. 

I thanked them and walked in and threw my keys on the counter. The whole flat was cleaned up. A note sat on the counter. 

Nialler,

If your reading this then im out with my old friend Adrian. Don't worry he's gay. I should be home around two am. But if not don't worry. Im in great hands. But on another note I cleaned the flat up. Oh and go check my studio room.

~Chayxx

Sorrow filled my body and I set down the note and walked slowly down the hall. The room was shut. My hand slowly turned the knob and I opened the door. I flicked on the lights and looked around. Pictures of us filled the room. I walked over and moved the mouse on her computer. 

A acceptance letter filled the screen. I read over it and smiled. She got accepted into a college. But the thing was it was in America. No wonder why she wanted to spend time with me. My eyes teared up and I looked away from the screen and back at the photos. My eyes landed on her camera. 

I stood up and walked towards it. Carefully I set a timer on it and stood in front of it. Pictures after pictures were taken. Not one of them I was smiling. Only pain filled the lens. She wanted me to end up like her. Broken. Filled with pain. But no I was completely fine. 

For the next few hours I ignored everthing that came through my phone. The boys blew my phone up with texts and calls. But it didnt matter, I just sat in her room. The smell of her lotions and perfumes lingered in the air. It soothed my nerves and relaxed me. 

Questions continued to fill my head. Are we still together? Does she still love and trust me? Will she forgive me? What will I do when she leaves anyways? Why am I dick to her all the time? 

That one would never be answered. Why was she even in that club? I knew she was wanting to have fun but she just had to get drunk and not stay sober in anyway. 

But it didnt matter. I killed my girlfriend. She was my world and I lost her. Why am I so hurt by the loss of her? Orignally she was suppose to be a hit and run. But she owned my heart. Every single piece of it.

Charlie's p.o.v.~

My thoughts all raced. They were all jumbled in my mind trying to reach the top of my thinking list. Headaches came and gone. The doctors at first thought it was the concusion I had gotten from the crash. But it wasnt. They ended up giving me sleeping medication due to the fact I wasnt sleeping at night. For days I went without sleep. 

Niall was barley hurt. But I was here. In a hospitial suffering and always being watched over. But could he careless? I dont know. I hope not. I was leaving soon anyways. 

Would we have even made it long distance? Who knows. 

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Sorry for the terrible update xc #SchoolProbs. ~Nemo