One Direction Short Stoies

Liam (sad)

"She didn't make it" She said.

The nurse came out after an hour trying to bring (Y/N) back to life, telling me this horrible news. I had cried all the time when they tried to save her.

"I-I want t-to see h-her, one l-last time." I tried to sound brave, but failed.

The nurse nodded and let me inn. As I walked towards her, more tears came out. I couldn't believe my princess was gone, forever. She didn't deserve this. I broke down beside her and stared to cry. No matter how much I want to forget it, I'm never gonna forget when I found her on the kitchen floor, bleeding. Or the letter, the suicide letter that I found just an hour ago.

*flashback*

"(Y/N), I home!" I shouted from the door.

No answer, not even a sound. Not even a giggle from where she is always trying to hide from me when I come home.

"(Y/N)! Where are you?!" I screamed up the stairs, where the bedroom was, and the kitchen. I stared walking up the stairs. The kitchen door was right after the stairs and when I got up I saw a knife and right beside it, a hand, and blood. When I got closer, I saw who it was. "(Y/N)!!" I screamed and everything went in slow motion after that.

I run towards her. I took my hand under her head and lifted it carefully up. Her skin was cold and white, and her hand, and legs was full of cuts. I rushed to the phone and called the hospital. I got in the car with her and a paramedics.

"P-Please s-stay with me" I begged.

 I held her hand, not the one with cuts. I actually can't believe that they are trying to save her, she looked dead before they came, but at the same time I wanted them to, at least try. When they took her into a room, I had to sty outside. Near the door I saw a crumpled paper. I picked it up and read it when I waited.

"Dear Liam. I'm sorry, but I can't take it anymore. For about a month I have read all this hate on Twitter. They was calling me fat and ugly. They said I didn't deserve you. That you was too good for me. And that they wanted me dead. And Liam, I can't do it anymore. Tell the world that they got what they wanted, that I'm dead and they won. I'm sorry. Bye, I love you Xxx"

*Flashback over*

I cried. I cried till I didn't have more tears. She committed suicide. I couldn't be there for so long. I kissed her forehead. "I love you" then I leaved. When I got home I got on twitter, I saw her last tweet;

"Okay."

I wrote at my twitter; "Fine guys... You got what you wanted. (Y/N) is dead. She committed suicide. You won." I walked to bed. I hided my face in the pillow. I lay like that for a while and let my tears wet my pillow. I looked up and out of the window.

"Rest In Peace, my princess" I said and fell asleep.

Omg, I cried so much when I wrote this </3