EDITED.
This is my first book, the most successful one too.
Small story, deep ending. Contains BTS too ^^
❝Alan Olav Walker isn't here with us anymore❞
Written by : @itzstae
Y/n is a huge and epic fan of Alan Walker. Yeah one of the legendary EDM...
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I wear this and head downstairs to bring some food from the market.
I soon reach there and grab coke, fire noodles, a piece of cake and a bar of chocolate.
I then head out of the market.
No one's POV After buying her stuff. Y/n heads out of the market
The sky was painted blue with soft breeze, pleasant. She was admiring the atmosphere.
The signal was red as blood. Y/n crossed the road just then a car swiftly came at a speed of light and hit Y/n.
A puddle of blood was there around the fragile pale body of her. She couldn't see anything, her eyes were shut as if it were blinds covering the windows during the war.
People were staring at her. They were in panic to save the fragile lady. Soon, a gentleman came up and drove her to the hospital.
The gentleman was none other than her very own
Alan.
Alan's POV I'm trembling of fear. Anxiety has struck me like a lightning bolt.
It feels so tensed. Y/n was lying on the bed I was outside on the chair, tapping my heels of timberlands like the hands of clock.
You can't fade away.
Her mom was crying, her dad was comforting her mom.
Then the doctor came out and said, "Thank god. She's alive you can meet her."
I sigh in relief and her mom hurriedly enters and sees the pale girl on the bed with a smile painted.
Forceful smile...
Y/n's POV Mom and Alan entered. I tried to smile but my body hurts so badly.
I didn't knew I was so fragile. I wasn't.
Luckily I just had a cut on my forehead and that also not that deep but my elbow was damaged.
We then had a small talk before Alan said, "It's late. You guys can leave. I can stay behind"
My parents hesitated but trusted him. They left.
Alan then sat beside me and said, "I'm sorry..."
Though he didn't do anything.
He then softly intervened his fingers in mine. Beads of tears left his eyes.
"Don't cry..." I managed to speak. He stopped sobbing and nodded. His lips formed a thin line.
The doctor entered and said, "She can be discharged today but needs 2 days of consecutive bedrest"
Alan nodded and then we left the hospital.
He then dropped me till my room and said, "I'm leaving for Croatia.. Miss you.. Take care and don't move much okay? I'll be back in 2 days"
I nodded and he left while I shut my eyes and took a rest.
