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Chapter 15

Chapter 15

*4 months later*

*1 more month of the tour*

These 3 months have been nothing but pure hell. I can't do anything without seeing him... I've fallen into a horrible depression and can't stand not being held by him or being kissed by him. I spent Christmas with Taylor. Not even my family because I couldn't explain why I wasn't with Liam. I stepped into the bathroom and opened a bottle of pills. I gulped and hesitated. I opened the bottle slowly and poured it into my mouth. I swallowed them all and laid on the floor, waiting for my life to cease.

-Liam's POV-

Enough of this. I'm going to see her. No, she'll hate me. No, I'm going to see her. I need to at least try right? I grabbed my things and went to Paul. I knocked on his door in a hurry. "Paul, I'm going to see Amy. I'll be back soon." "Liam, you have a show in two days." "I know. I'll be back before then." "Alright...I guess. Good luck." "Thanks." I took off down the stairs when I remembered the boys. Oh well, Paul'll tell them.

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I ran off the plane and went outside. I waved down a cab. As I got in, she looked at me. "Where to Mr.Payne?" "729 Mulberry. Step on it." She took off to Amy's house in a hurry. I can't wait to see her! But she'll hate me... As she pulled up, I paid and ran up to the door. I knocked loudly, hoping she'd hear me. No answer and I didn't have a key. So I did the only thing I could. I called Taylor. "What?!" He snapped. "Do you have a key to Amy's house?" "Yeah but you're not using it." "Please Taylor. I need to just see her...please." "......fine. I'll be there soon. I was out anyway." "Thank you so much." I hung up and waited impatiently. She's here, but she won't answer. I know she's here because her car is parked outside. I just need to get inside. Soon I saw his car pull up and he got out. Walking up to me he glared. He unlocked he door without a word. I ran upstairs to her room and opened the door. I didn't see her. Then, I saw the bathroom door wide open. I walked in and saw her on the ground, a bottle of pills beside her. "No, no, no!!" I picked her up and carried her downstairs. "Taylor!! Call an ambulance!!" "Why?" "She's out cold. Do it!!" I ran her out to my car and put her in, hoping to be able to meet the ambulance. He ran out behind me and got in. "Yes, we're on the way to the hospital. Try to meet us please...thank you goodbye." He hung up as I pulled out. "What happened?" "I found her with a bottle of pills..." "Yeah, I know why. Because you f****** broke her down to where she couldn't stand it." "Why didn't you help her?!" "I tried." "You could've stayed with her! To make her feel loved!!! That's what I did when she was getting over Nathan. I made her feel loved..." He rolled his eyes. "I guess you-there's the ambulance. I stopped and jumped out, waving down the ambulance. It pulled into our side of the road and the paramedics hopped out. I got her out of the car and carried her over. "She overdosed on pills." "What kind?" "Some kind of sleeping pill." The man nodded and put her on a cot. They loaded her up. "One of you want to ride along?" "I do." We both said. "You go. You're the one that found her." I nodded and hopped in, grabbing her hand. Once we got into the hospital, they rushed her into a room. "You'll need to stay in the waiting room for now." I nodded and did as I was told. I sat beside Taylor. I hate this. I hate her being hurt in any way, especially like this. I was shaking. "Hey calm down. She'll be alright. If not, you can't come to the funeral." "Why the hell not?!" "You should've came earlier." "I was in another country! Where were you? Down the road?!" "You're the reason she did in the first place!" "If you would've taken care of her right she wouldn't have considered it!!" "Boys!" We stopped to see a doctor standing there. "It's out of her body. We can't let anyone back right now but we will when she's conscious." "Alright. Thank you."

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-Amy's POV

I woke up and looked around. Why am I not dead? That's what I wanted. A nurse walked in with a smile. "Hello Ms.Little. Feeling alright?" I nodded. "How did I live?" Oh I didn't mean to say that out loud. "You wanted to die?" I nodded. "Well, two young men helped you. They called an ambulance and brought you here." "Ah, Taylor. How sweet." "Miss, there were TWO." "What? Who would the other one be?" "Let me see, it says on your record sheet." I nodded. "Let's see...Liam Payne. You know him?!" I nodded sadly. "He's my ex...wait, what's he doing here?! He should be in France right now!" She shrugged. "I'll go get them. They've been waiting." I laid my head back. I'm mad at him, but I want to see him. Scratch that. I NEED to see him. The door soon opened and I looked to see Liam running towards me. "Amy! I thought you were dead. I found you upstairs and I-" "Taylor, I thought you found me." "Actually, he did. If it weren't for him coming home to see you, you'd be dead. I wasn't going to come by today..." I nodded and looked at Liam. He had hopeful eyes and all I could do was close mine. "Taylor c'mere." He walked over and I pulled him in for a tight hug. "Thank you, but I wanted to be gone...and could I talk to him alone?" He nodded and left the room with a wave. Liam stared at me. "What are you doing here?" "I came to apologize." "Liam I'm not going to forgive you." "Please babe, just let me do something." "What the hell are you doing now?" "You'll see." He stood up and grabbed my right hand. He started singing, but not just any song. He sung Half A Heart. I cried as he sung. I could tell he meant every word by the look in his eyes. I got up and stood in front of him. "I'm half a heart without you."