[Sad]
I heard the voice, his voice. “Emily.." it whispered.
"Go away Niall." I whispered.
"Emily please?" he whispered.
I wanted to turn around and run into his arms, but I knew when I turned around there’d be nothing there. Nothing, but a silloette of his memory. Tears fell onto my cheeks making my make up run. “Go away." I said crossing my arms.
"Emily Jane." he whispered again. I couldn’t take it anymore it seemed so real. I rolled over and the sounds stopped as I looked at the blank wall and empty bed that once was filled with his blonde hair and blue eyes. I reached forward running my hand across the bed where he use to sleep.
"Em?" I heard. I rolled over to see Zayn in the doorway. “Em are you okay?" he asked sitting down next to me and pulling me into his arms. “It’ll me okay." he said as I jobbed onto his suitjacket. “Come on. We gotta go." he said lifting me up in my black dress and carrying me down the steps and out the door. I felt the door being opened and then I could hear more voices. I looked up to see four more sets of eyes. “What happened?" asked Zayn wiping my eyes for me.
"I-I heard him again." I whispered my voice barely audible.
"Em it’s not possible. He’s gone." said Louis from across the car.
"Shh." said Zayn hugging me. “Let her be. It’ll be okay Em, he’s gone though. You’ve gotta stop trying to look for him."
I sighed. “I know." More tears rolled down my cheeks as I starred out the window finally stopping at the grave site. Zayn helped me out the car and to the head stone reading
Niall James Horan
Born 13 September 1993
Passed October 8th 2013
I watched as each boy placed a flower on the head stone. “Niall. I miss you mate." said Liam. “You were the greatest little brother I could ever ask for."
"Yeah. I miss our days spent as a band. It just hasn’t been the same without you. We need you on stage, it just not the same." whispered Harry as tears fell down his face.
"I know you’re probably happy up there, but I just wish you were here." spoke Zayn. At the sound of Zayn’s speech I feel to the ground collapsing in my own sadness. “Em?" said Zayn shaking me. “Emily Jane!" I starred into his eyes and tears leaked down my face. I needed Niall, he was my one, my only.
"Zayn, I can’t." I said brushing his cheek.
"Em, he wouldn’t want this." he said gesturing to the stone. I nodded my head and bit my lips letting Zayn craddle me in his arms. “Would you like to say anything?" asked Zayn looking at me.
"Niall, I miss you." I paused clearing my throat. “I miss you a lot. I swear I can still hear you as if you’re waiting for me, but I’m ready, not yet. I want you to know, I love you and I always will. They’ll always be a special place for you. The boys miss you a lot too. I just, I wish I could go back and have never said those three words to you. I don’t hate you, I love you. We shouldn’t of gotten in the stupid fight. I just I hadn’t."
"Emily, don’t blame yourself." whispered Zayn.
"It is my fault." I whispered back my voice breaking.
"Zayn’s right." his voice sounded behind me again. “It’s okay. I love you too." I spun around my breath hitching in my throat.
"Niall." I whispered my eyes scanning the graveyard.
"Emily. He’s gone. Give it up." replied Zayn. I followed him to the car getting inside and letting go of my lover.
