Words Mean Everything // EDITING AND CONTINUING

Chapter 7

I am finally done!!! I know you all have waited a long time for this. this is literally a filler chapter. I got really sad writing it, and i just want to let you know, this is a super important chapter. Now, i dedicate this chapter to a song, Dead and Gone, you'll see why. Now, first, the lovely amazing person who made my cover is, @KClovesOneD!!!! She rocks! Love you all and hi! @JillLuvsYuh!!! (: 

ENJOY!! oh and also, last minute thinking, I'm no where near the end of the book, i'm trying to make it at least 30 chapters, maybe. idk, but! There will be a sequel, it will be called INFINITE and it will be awesome, and sad, and crap like that! SO! Enjoy, i just remembered this so there ya go! (:

Now You many ENJOY!!!

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~~Harry’s POV~~

“Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked Sydney who was sitting in the chair waiting for some infamous tattoo artist to come and do her tattoo. She nodded quickly and drew in a deep breath.

We were all here for her, Jillian, Niall, and Louis were sitting in the corner on a couch and Liam was sitting on the other side of Sydney, holding a towel she was going to use if she freaked out and we didn’t want our hands broken. The tattoo artist came in and greeted us. “Here is the design I would like.” Sydney said to the artist, he looked like our close friend, Ed Sheeran, but I knew it wasn’t him, handing him a piece of paper with the design on it. It was an exact picture/sketch of Jillian’s tattoo.

“It hurts!” Sydney complained, looking at her new tattoo. It looked exactly like Jillian’s, just red around the edges. “I know, I know, it’s fine; it’ll only hurt for a little while.” I said, trying to let her know it will only hurt for a little bit, and it really does.

Once we were out and done, Sydney was still staring at her new ‘ink’ not really paying attention to anyone else. “Uh, Jillian? Can I talk to you for a little while; I need to tell you something.” Liam asked, looking pleading. Jillian nodded and they left to the outside of the shop and we were all left hoping nothing went wrong.

~~Jillian’s POV~~

“What?! NO! I can’t go on a plane! What happened to the cruise? We were supposed to surprise her by giving her a cruise to Britain then driving to your flats, not flying there!” I screamed, hyperventilating me over here, everything’s fine.  “Jillian, I know, but do you want to go? I know you don’t like planes, ever since your sister, but it’ll be fine, we’ll be there and we can help you through it. It’ll be fine. I promise you.” Liam said, leaning down and kissing my forehead. I smiled lightly but inside, I was seriously freaking out.

Ever since two years ago, when my sister died, I have never gone onto a plane and never planned on it. I didn’t want my parents to be left single handed because of the same exact accident for both kids at different times. The sad thing was, I talked to Monica right before she got on her plane and we had an awesome conversation. Well, I thought we would. I’ve never told anyone I talked to her, and was the last one besides Jake to actually talk to her before she died. I couldn’t talk to anyone about it. She was my best friend, my sister, and she died.

~~Monica’s POV, The Day before the Crash~~

“Jake!” I screamed, running forward to my amazing boyfriend of five years tomorrow. I was really excited. “Mon, hey!” he yelled, coming over and hugging me. We hadn’t seen each other in like, 3 days, such a long time, I know.

“Hey, look what I got!” He said, once we got into my house. Jillian was sitting on the couch across from me and Jake and she was on her phone, 16 year olds, like seriously.

Jake held out a small box wrapped in green wrapping paper and a big yellow bow. “What’s-‘’ I tried to finish, he cutting me off, “Open it.” I smiled and slowly opened the box, throwing the wrapping paper around like it was Christmas and I was a little girl again. I looked inside to see two plane tickets. “What’s this for?” I asked, holding the tickets up.