Georgia Rose (One Direction)

Chapter 45

Never say never - the fray

Porcelain -Mariana's Trench

Unconditionally -Katy perry

What's left of me-nick lachey

Louis' POV

I pulled up into Georgia's small driveway, the tires screeching as I quickly pushed the breaks and got out of the car only seconds later. I ran as quick as I could up to the front door, not even sparing the time to shut the door to my vehicle. There's no time for those simple things. I go to turn the door knob but it won't budge, it's locked. Desperation showers over me as I start to pound on the door, screaming.

"Georgia! Please don't do this!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as the tears fell like a waterfall down my cheeks.

I stepped back, just knowing I have only seconds until something could possibly happen. I almost fell to the ground as I elevated my leg and smashed the door with my foot, swinging it open. The door banged against the wall in a damaging way, but it only sounded like a pin dropping compared to the deafening screeches in my ears. I wasn't exactly sure where to go but my feet took me up the stairs.

My adrenaline was pumping, the feeling as though I had swallowed a rock grew in my throat. I became antsy, knowing I have to prepare myself for the worst. I might've been too late, I might have to witness Georgia as her body hangs there. Her head may be dangling, the only thing holding her head to her body may only be the outside skin because it has all been torn apart by the cutting rope. Her feet may not be touching the chair nor the floor, confirming that it's over.

What will I do?

What if I walk in there and she's gone?

This isn't something anybody will take easily, especially Harry. My heart aches for him. I usually try to be optimistic but I can't seem to capture it in this dark observation Georgia has brought me to see. I cringe as I only get a small taste, the tears pour out as I realize Georgia has to live with this reality every single day. This is terrible, absolutely heart breaking.

I don't even spare the time to look around, I smash open every single door that I see, just hoping to find a girl that is still breathing, still alive. My foot smashes into the bathroom, but there's not a sign of her. I scream out in frustration.

She could be so terrified at this very moment and she could want somebody to save her. Maybe she's telling herself that if someone walks through the door, she'll stop. If that small ounce of hope she thought she owned but never really had pops up, maybe she will just be alright. If someone proves that they care, she can live with herself. Pausing the jumbled thoughts running non stop through my head, I hear talking. Hope shoots throughout my body.

"Until we meet again, Harry Styles..."

My feet tremble as I can't seem to move, I try but I can't possibly do it. I breathe in sharply as I use all of my courage and ability to run towards the sound. Instead I fall, it feels as though something's dragging me back, making me unable to save her. Something's got my ankles and is scraping me off like gum underneath a table. I cry out, feeling completely powerless to what I'm trying to do. But I am Louis Tomlinson, and I refuse to give up so easily.

"...I love you."

I climb up into my knees and push myself past the invisible barrier that separated us, shoving my body into the door.

"Georgia, stop!" I screamed and I fell onto the floor, covering my face. I didn't want to see if I was too late so I didn't look, I didnt want to hear the brutal snapping of her neck so I covered my ears. I also didn't want to hear that last intake of breath she had, her very last one. The tears covered my whole face and my bare arms as I cried so hard, too scared to look up.