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Say somethin i'm giving up on you

Say something I'm giving up on you

Louis-louis and you had been dating happily for 2 and a half years, however on your 2 year anniversary night things turned rather... Sour.

Louis was cross as you as he insisted you and the waiter were flirting. He had been angry before- who doesn't get angry once in a while? But this was a whole different type of anger. He began, beating you. After an hour or two of abuse he would soften and look at the mess he made and apologise repeatedly and returned to the louis you knew and loved-this was the reason you stayed

One night you and louis were having yet another shouting match, which of course led to hitting and kicking. However this time you looked at him and didn't see your louis looking back at you. You saw a monster who's eyes were no longer soft and thoughtful but full of hatred and pure violence. Never in your life had you felt fear quite like this, you couldn't see the clear ending of the night. You were unsure of your future.

Niall-"hi baby, mind if I join you again?" You whispered to your boyfriend who was lying stone cold in the hospital dorm. "Thought you wouldn't" you answered yourself climbing into his bed with him-you were thankful they moved niall to a room with a rather larger bed. Niall and you were in a car crash, you only suffered from whiplash but niall went into a coma as he was shielding your body with his to protect you. Typical niall. "Tomorrow's going to be the day you wake up okay?" You whispered with your head on his chest. Slowly rubbing your fingers over the material of the hospital gown. "Haha matching clothing, so cute" you smiled holding a small swab of your sleeve to his. "I always thought it was cringy when couples did that" you whispered looking around your semi-dark room.

"They say you need to talk soon. They're begging to give up on you." You croaked "I'll never give up on you though. Never, ever"

Liam-(liam would so not do this but oh well)

"LIAM?" You shrieked walking into your bedroom to find him looking back at you just as shocked as you were with a blonde sharing his expression.

"Y/n" he whined almost.

"No liam I'm done. So done." You screamed bringing out a suitcase from your wardrobe and cramming random items of clothes into it.

"What are you doing" liam mumbled, still in the bed with the girl.

"Leaving. This has happened so many times, this is the third fucking time in the past two months so don't try and feed me that 'it was a mistake' or 'don't leave I love you more than life itself' bullshit again." You spat zipping up the sides and lifting the heavy case.

You began to leave the room but you turned to look at him again to see him just staring and you then her. His eyes repeatedly darted from you to her, you to her, you to her. As if he was making some form of decision. This boy was not the one you met 1 and a half years ago, he's changed massively. His caring personality had dulled as his long for the "celebrity lifestyle" strengthened, trampling on those who got in the way of it. In this case, you.

You stared at him, almost pleading for that boy you first met to spring back to life and realise his mistake. But of course. That's not going to happen. It just exists in that pathetic fairy tale you thought you were living.

Zayn-(HIS POV)

I looked around the dull hospital dorm they have named y/ns room. For the moment that is. She's going to be better soon.

"Y/n, babe. It's late I was wondering if you could squish up a bit?" I asked politely waiting for an answer

'Of course babe' I heard in my mind somewhere.

"Good" I replied to the voice in my head. "You know, they said you're not going to wake up. But they're lying of course you are" I whispered lying down in the bed next to my ice cold girlfriend. She had been in a coma for 7 weeks and 4 days exactly, all due to my own bloody fault. I was driving recklessly as usual and as routine she was nagging me to slow down like she always did, I guess that was really why I did it, seeing the smile I earned as I slowed down and the reassuring out take of breath she so perfectly exhaled.

"You can't leave me. We're going to get married remember, you promised." I said wrapping my little finger around hers as she did that night I proposed to her.

"You promised" I whispered in her hair kissing it, in its now brittle state.

Harry-"harry" you screamed over chaos surrounding you two. "Harry you screamed through your hysterical sobs, shaking him force fully by his shoulders. You pressed your hands to the wound to attempt to yield the bleeding. "Harry..baby" you said in a more whispered tone. You sat up putting more force to the bullet holes in his chest, but the bleeding continued. "Harry, say something!" You pleaded. "Harry don't go. I NEED YOU" you screamed in his emotionless face. His emerald eyes were dulling and becoming a dark green. His skin was paling as the blood continued to poor from his chest. "No" you spluttered through your cries. "Harry" you weeped placing your head on his chest. Listening for that heart beat that usually welcomed your ear drums. But-

nothing

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