Louis || Entry One
I watched as he lied on the hospital bed with dark, bags under his eyes and his skin even paler than normal. His sheets slowly filled with more blood as the doctors tried to stop it since the wounds opened up again, but it was hopeless. Every second that ticked by was a second I was this much closer to losing one of my best mates and while this happened, the person who attempted the murder was still living their life. Yes, they were taken by the police but why should they be given the chance to live when Niall's chance was being taken away?
Harry, Niall's boyfriend clutched onto the bed sheets in a desperate attempt to keep his sanity together. After all, who would want to lose the love of their life? How could I sit here and watch the love of my life, Harry, be in such a depressed state when I thought letting him go would be the best for him and make him happy. It tore my heart to shreds to see that I failed once again. Harry's knuckles turned a ghostly white from the tight clutch he held on the covers, being a distraction for the doctor.
"I'm sorry lad but I'm afraid I'm going to need you to let go of the sheets. The other doctors and I need to be able to do the best we can to keep this man alive," the doctor spoke in such a voice void of any emotion that it made me want to grab him by his shoulders and shout "My best mate is dying! How could you be so heartless!". Yet I had to refrain myself because I knew Niall needed us right now, and thankfully, he had wrote everything down in a journal of how he felt about us so he wouldn't have to waste effort in trying to speak now. We wouldn't put him through that trouble.
This was just much more than I can handle right now. All of the depressing tone in the room and no one even bothered being upset towards the girl who had shot him in the first place. Being the anger issue filled person I am, I grabbed my coat off of the rack and stepped outside of the hospital room to go search for this girl. I sure as hell am not letting her get away this easily.
[a/n]: just so you guys know, this book will switch POVs throughout each little entry and it'll be quite lengthy because I'm not doing chapters. I got the idea from a book I've recently read that I bought and I thought it would be easier to progress through the story. Ily guys
xx Amyy
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jail cell // l.t.
FanficI've always found jail cells so addicting. Maybe it's the way they're so cold and empty like my heart. There is no life to it, just like us. We're not alive, we are already dead. And only a jail cell brings an accurate symbolism.
