From Buitron to Styles

Chapter 33..I should be dead

(Kenzie's P.O.V.)

"C'mon, let's go clean up your hands." Liam said, helping me to my feet. I stood up, things went blurry and I began feeling dizzy.

"What's wrong babe?" Zayn asked me, holding a hand to my back.

"I'm, really dizzy." I replied, placing a hand to my eyes and shutting them. Liam wrapped an arm around my waist and slowly walked downstairs with me. He sat me down in a chair and rummaged through the cupboards. I looked around the room and found Harry laying on the couch, staring blankly at the walls. Liam walked back over to me with peroxide, cotton and bandage wrap. He knelt down in front of me and smiled, his phone began ringing, Danielle.

"Hello?"

"No I'm staying here with Kenzie and Harry untill they have news on Jacqueline, they're taking it really rough."

"Mhm, bye" He hung up and began squirting peroxide onto a cotton ball. He took my hand into his fingers, sending shivers down my spine. He poked over the red, bleeding spots on my hand, dabbing it with the peroxide. I jumped a bit, flinching, I took my hand away from him, I squeezed my eyes shut and held my hand.

"Hey, hey, I'm sorry, I know it burns, are you okay?" Liam whispered, placing his fingers on my chin and moving it to meet his face. I opened my eyes and looked down at his innocent face. I nodded and held my hand back out to him, staring in his eyes. He smiled and went back to cleaning my hand. He then wrapped the bandage across my hand and pinned it like that. He moved onto my next hand, doing the same that he did to the other. He places my hands gently in my lap and runs his fingers through my very straight hair. I met eyes with him, and weakly smiled. I just want my best friend back. My everything, why couldn't I? What did I do to deserve this! More like what did she?! I feel the water leak out of my eyes and stroll down my plump cheeks. A thumb meets the tears and takes them off of my face.

"Don't cry, please, it breaks my heart." Liam's coos, trying to soothe me. I shrug my shoulders and look away from him, my gaze staring emptily at the floor. Harry. Harry. Is Harry okay?I needed to know. Harry. I see a tear fall down from my face, watching it fall onto Liam's knee. I refuse to meet his face. I look over to where Harry was 5 minutes ago. There he is, laying on his side, his hands placed over his eyes and his body shaking, which gave away he was crying. This boy was very heartbroken. I'm so sorry Harry. His hands remove from his eyes and he looks at me. Darn, me thinking out loud again. He manages to me send me a smile he can gather through his frown. I wipe the remaining wetness from my cheeks, playing with my fingers. Liam stands up and begins to walk away.

"Come back. Don't leave me. I need you." My voice cracks and I find myself on the floor. Water falling from my eyes and watering the tiled floor. 2 warm arms wrap around me and pull me from the floor.

"I'm never going to leave you." He whispers into my hair. I curl my fragile and weak body into his arms. Daddy Direction, making sure I'm okay, I love him. My arms are wrapped into my chest, Liam's arms wrapped around my shoulders, pulling me to his chest. My tears fall onto his shirt, creating a damp spot. I bring my arms out and wrap them around Liam's body which was shaking softly, so soft that I wasn't sure I felt it. I pull away and look at Liam. Tears escaping his eyes. I shake my head and lean back into him.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I did this." I mutter, pulling away from him. I begin to walk out the door.

"It's not your fault! Stop! Don't go out there!" Liam's screams after me, his feet following. I begin to run, I rip open the door and run into the cool breeze.

"Harry! Harry!" Liam screams, followed by the sound of many feet slamming to the ground. Being in sweats and tee makes it easy for me to run. I run as fast as I can, I just need to know. I need to know where she could be. A car pulls out in front of my running. Screeeeech! I come to a stop, inches away from being hit by a car. The car speeds away. I stand there, clutching my chest. My chest moves up and down rapidly, more tears fall from my eyes. I turn around to find Liam and Harry running towards me.

"Stop! Stop!" I scream, backing up. Harry charges at me, pulling my arm, yanking me at his body.

"We've already lost one. We don't need to make that two." He says, hugging me.

"No. Just leave me! Just let me die!" I scream, pushing my self away from him and stumbling back. I'm free. Run. My body doesn't respond. Run stupid. Run. I can't. I'm frozen, staring at Liam's face, broken and sad. My conscious starts speaking to me. Her sassy self, one hand on her hip, resting all her weight on one leg. You are so stupid. Do you think anyone would care if you died? Just jump in front of a car. She says, laughing. I think more, ignoring my conscious. She stands there, tapping her foot, impatiently. Well do it idiot! She screams. I hear a car start roaring by, a good 50 feet away. I have time to jump in front of it and just die. Well this is it, go for it! It's getting closer. Make your move! She screams, grinning evilly. The car roars closer. Now is my time. I take one quick glance at Liam and back to the car. Liam. Car. His eyes bulge. he knows. Go! She screams. I flinch but go to charge in front. I run, jumping.

"No!" Liam and Harry chorus together. 4 strong arms wrap around my body, catching me, before I can get hit. We fall to the ground in unison with a thud. Good job you dumb ass, you blew it. She scoffs, and walks off.

"Why didn't you let me do it!" I scream, climbing from the ground. Liam's crying, Harry is shocked. Liam gets up and picks me up. I settle and wrap my legs around his waist and rest my head on his shoulder. I close my eyes soothingly. Harry walks beside us, towards home.

"Because I need you." Liam mutters as we enter the house. I rub my hands up and down his back, messing with his shirt. I hold a hand out, looking at Harry, he takes it.

"I'm sorry." I says, meeting his eyes. He nods, I let go. Liam sets me down, beside the stairs. I feel stupid, why would I do that? I mentally slap myself, staring at the floor. Liam wraps his arms around me.

"Relax." He mutters. I nod my head and begin walking upstairs, I head into the guest room. I crawl across the bed, to the very end and push myself against the wall. Liam follows in after me and lays beside me. He turns me around, meeting eyes with me.

"I didn't mean that." I whisper.

"I know you didn't." He replies. I pull the blanket over me and Liam. I cuddle myself against his warm body, resting my head on his chest.