don't stop, don't stop. keep driving. step your foot on the gas pedal as far as it goes and watch the trees become smearing green as they whips by your eyes.
you can't stop!
only one thing is going through my mind, and that is to get to Zayn.
I have to get my mind off of things, my head is beginning to pound. I rest my hand on the radio dial and slowly turn the radio up.
Zayn's POV
"how could I let myself be so stupid" I ask myself as I reel the windows down.
loud radio music ringing in my ears
"must get to Liam. must get to Liam"
Zayn's and Liam's POV
the radio isn't helping my clouded mind of the flood of words Im planning to say to him.
I'm sorry
I didn't mean to
it was all a blur
forgive me
I press my foot on the gas even harder at the thought of finally being able to wrap my arms around him.
leaving him was the stupidest mistake of my life.
"LEFT TURN SIGNAL" I scream in my head and swiftly take the turn.
"RED LIGHT ! RED LIGHT" but I run it like a green.
"WRONG LANE!"
a car whisks by, taking my eyes off the road to save myself.
it was too late to make an action and the collision hitched me straight out of my seat causing me to smash my head into the top of my car.
my mind clouded of the boy of my dreams, knocked out of me like the air in my lungs.
Liam's POV
my head smashes against something hard, making my brain jumble.
I don't know where my hands and feet are.
I don't know where I am at all.
one second I'm upside down, another I'm up right.
the car stops moving in all direction and I feel as though I'm still spinning.
I count to ten to keep my mind straight but my numbers get mixed and the meaning gets lost.
I look out the window, blood getting in the way of my eye sight. the window is shattered and I feel several shards in my arm.
thank God for seat belts.
My arms are too weak to un- click the seat belt, I lay in a heap of blood and tattered flesh.
who did I hit? who was my distraction? I didn't wanna think about it all, but it amazed me how I wasn't.
still the only thing in my mind was
Zayn.
minuets have passed and yet no ambulances or police cars have stopped by, but i haven't seen anyone leave the other car either.
I weakly pry myself from my car seat and approach the other crashed vehicle that seems to be flipped to a way worse extent than mine.
A huge crevice in the bumper shows and the glass, shattered. The door seems to have been torn off by the floor when it was rolling.
"Poor man" I sigh.
I lean my head to try to see who it was but all that pears out is a bloody hand.
I squat down and try to see more but it seems too gruesome to look.
"Are you alright?" I ask.
No answer
"Hello?"
I hear a sigh, a sigh of pain and broken bones.
"What's your name, I'm ganna call for help!"
No answer.
Seeing though that he had chance for life I had to get him out.
I take the scattered glass from around him as far in as I can reach, at this point, no matter how low i crouch I won't be able to see him, just a hand sticking out of a, squeezed closed, door.
Instead I get on top of the car, take the broken class from the wind shield and I an then see the man's body, his chest still holding steady breaths.
"I'm going to help you!" I assure him.
I grab his waist and head and try to carry him through the clear windshield.
He isn't older than me for sure, his body is thin and nimble with solid arms and abs as I can feel through the soft and bloodied shirt.
From the patches of skin not covered in blood I can see he is more of a tan color.
I try to wipe the blood from his unrecognizable face.
His eyes open slowly and up to this moment, I never thought seeing those beautifully golden, caramel eyes would make me feel such agonizing pain in my life.
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