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It was quiet. It was cold. It was dark.
The single bed was small. The room was empty and the ambiance was dull. The only sound you could hear was the fainted voices of the people outside the room and the noise from the television screwed in the corner of the ceiling, out of anyone's reach.
Liam was sat on the bed. His eyes were fixed on the telivision screen. It was Marco's punishment day. The jury had pled his guilty for the murders of Harry Styles, Zayn Malik, Niall Horan, Louis Tomlinson, Harry from Modest! Management and the indirect murder of Dan Lester. They showed him handcuffed on his way to prison, everyone handing their microphones in his direction to try and have a word from him.
Liam knew there was an incredible amount of medias outside the building as well. He knew everyone was hoping to get a word from him. But Liam wouldn't speak.
Liam hadn't spoken since he had alerted the police that night. He hadn't spoken since Niall hadn't responded to the doctors' attemps of bringing him back. He hadn't spoken since he knew that now people only called him "the survivor".
"Death of pop boyband members; only one survived!" covered every paper. And it pained him. He couldn't spend a day without reliving vividly what had happened that night. And he died a little bit more everyday.
Nobody would ever know the real truth. Nobody would know what had really happened that night, or before. Nobody would know what had happened to Niall and nobody would ever look at them the same way.
Liam didn't intend on speaking until he joined his friends in the afterlife.
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Left Alone To Cry.
FanfictionWe always thought nothing could tear them apart. That no matter what happened, they would always be together. That their friendship was unbreakable. The boys thought the same. But when Niall disappears, everything changes. It’s a story of friendship...
