PROLOGUE
*** Daliah's POV ***
I walked backstage, shaking uncontrollably and playing with the backstage pass that hung on my neck. This seemed like a good senecio to die in, with one direction by my side. I waited for the girl before me to leave. I sighed in relief as they finally were ushered off, this caused pain to ripple down my side. I clutched at the soaking red spot on my white shirt. I pulled my jacket over it as i walked in, five gorgeous boys smiled at me. "my name is Daliah Rose, tell my friends I'm going to miss them." I stuttered, leaning against the table for support. "are you okay love? You don't look well." Liam said, looking warily at me. I smiled faintly before collapsing to the cold hard floor. I could hear commotion around me. Many voices that I couldn't distinguish yelling and screaming. "oh my god! Someone call 911!" "is she dead?!" "holy shit!!" "what's going on In hear" I heard sirens screaming as I opened my eyes for probably the last time to see zayn starring down at me. "hang In there love" he whispered. I closed my eyes again and darkness swallowed me.
**Harry's POV**
The blood.
The blood was everywhere. So much of it. The large stain on her white shirt leaked it. I should have been doing something but I just stood there in shock as chaos erupted around me. I snapped out of it and ran to the girls side. Zayn was whispering something to her as she faded, her eyes shutting. I stared at her body, crumpled in a fetal position. She looked so young and vulnerable. Zayn gently lifted up her shirt, exposing a large and deep cut in her side. "oh my god" Niall choked out As he froze at the sight of it. I ignored him and stripped off my blue striped shirt. I balled it up and pressed it against the cut to slow the bleeding. The paramedics rushed in and ushered us away. They loaded her in a stretcher and hustled her out the door. Silence enveloped the room as the boys just stared at each other. "how-w could someone do something like that." Niall stuttered, tears silently rolling down his cheeks. Louis went over and enveloped him in a hug. If she lives, ill never let anybody hurt her again. I promised myself. The thought stung me,
if she lived.
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Promise Never To Hurt Me ( a one direction fanfiction )
Teen FictionThe boys try not to talk about the "accident" that brought Daliah and them together. No one noes who almost killed her that night at the concert. Daliah is scarred mentally and phyically with the long scar on her side forever reminding her of the pa...
