Harry: "Ugh!" you opened the door to your flat, and immediately threw your purse to the floor and kicked off your shoes. Today had been downright horrible, and all you wanted to do was see Harry. "Babeeee." you called through the hallway, but surprisingly there was no response. "Harry? Where are you?" you walk into your bedroom, but instead of Harry, you find a piece of paper with scribbled writing.
Y/N,
I'm so sorry I had to tell you like this but I didnt want to disturb you at school. We had to suddenly leave for tour again :( Im sorry angel, but I'll call you later on tonight. I love you :)
-Harry
you crumple up the paper before throwing it in the trash bin. Wipping the tears forming behind your lashes, you walked out into the living room to watch TV.
Now you would have to wait another damn six months to see Harry.
But you pushed that thought to the back of your mind as you flipped through the channels. Your weren't really paying , much attention as you flip through the television shows, but suddenly you hear 'One Direction,' and you immediately stop flipping. On the screen is a picture of the boys bus rammed into the side of a building, and before you can process what has happened, a caption appears under the picture reading, 'Only survivor was Niall James Horan.' your hand immediately flies up to cover your mouth, and you feel your heart drop down into your stomach. Burning tears begin to stream down your face, and all you can do is scream. Suddenly Niall appears on the screen. His hair is a mess, and he has a few cuts on his face, but he's alive. "Y/N if your watching this, there's something you need to know," You look up at the screen, now listening very closely. "Before we crashed, Harry told me that If I survived, to tell you that he loves you so much. And that he is so sorry. Im sorry Y/N. You deserve to be happy. I'm so sorry."
Zayn: "Did you have fun?" Zayn asks as he pulls onto the freeway. The two of you had just left a big promotion party for the band, and you both were extremely tired. "Yeah. it was nice." you say before letting out a yawn. Your eyes begin to flutter closed, and when you open them, you glance over to see Zayn's eyes closing and your car had swerved into the wrong lane. "Zayn!" you yell, as the car heads straight for another oncoming vehicle, but by the time his eyes are open, its too late. "Y/N!" Zayn yelled, as the car struck dead on, causing Zayn to jolt out of his seat, crashing right through the wind shield; making that was the last thing you saw before you passed out.
When you finally wake up, your laying in a hospital bed; bandages on your head, and a cast on your left leg. "Well, Good afternoon Miss Y/L/N. I'm your doctor. You do know where you are, don't you?" A man in a long, white, lab coat asks. You slowly looked around the small hospital room, all the events from the night before flooding back to you. "I- I was in Car accident wasn't I?" You ask, and the doctor nods. "Yes you were. Its good that you can remember. That means your brain wasn't impacted too badly." The doctor begins to scribble something down on his notepad, and another thought occurs to you. "Zayn. He was in the car too... He, he flew through the w-wind shield... where is he now?" The doctor immediately stops writing, and looks at you with sad eyes. "Miss Y/L/N, I wasnt going to inform you today, as your just starting to recover, but Mr. Malik's injuries were far more severe than yours,...and I'm afraid he didn't make it. " In that second, as the words came out of his mouth, everything around you stopped. It felt as though time had paused, and u
you could just feel every part of you break, as the realization of his words sank in.
Zayn was dead.
You let out a shriek as tears began to pour from your eyes. "I am truly sorry for your loss." the doctor said once again, but it didn't, matter. Nothing mattered now. Because everything that you cared about was gone..
Niall: "Y/N I don't see the big deal!" Niall yelled as you stormed off to your bedroom. "Niall you never think about how your choices effect me!" you scream back at him. He doesn't respond, and a few minutes later, you hear the door to the flat slam closed. You jump up from your bed, and look out your window just in time to see Niall angrily get in his car and speed out of the parking lot. This was bad. The two of you had gotten into plenty of fights before, but he would never leave like that. A few silent tears escaped from your eyes, and you laid back down on your bed, quickly drifting off to sleep.
