LIAMS POINT OF VIEW!!!
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Sierra's face went white and she started to scream. I immediatly felt worried. Is she ok? The others all looked at me, and I walked over to her and put my arm around her, trying to calm her. "Lou, get the phone." I said. Louis obeyed and got the phone, walking quickly out of the waiting room. Sierra started to soak my shirt.
"H-He cant....he cant be...be..." She choked.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Kyle...No! It-It cant be true!" She sobbed.
"Sierra, it will be ok. Calm down." I said. She shook her head violently.
"Liam? You may want to hear this." Louis said, walking back into the room.
"What?" I asked.
"Just take the phone. I will comfort Sierra." Louis said, his voice sounded pained. I grabbed the phone and walked out of the waiting room.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Yes, sir. We are so sorry to tell you this, but there has been an suicide bombing. Kyle was in the building, and we cant find him." A deep voice said on the other line.
"Wait, what?" I asked, suddenly feeling sick.
"We are so sorry. We will call back when we find more information." The man said, and then he clicked off. I leaned up against the wall and slid down, buring my face in my knees. He cant be gone! He is my best friend! He is Sierra's husband! They had such a future ahead of them! I was excited to see them get older, have kids, get grandchildren. Now that can all be gone. Its like Liana's coma all over again.
I sighed and got up and walked back into the waiting room. Sierra was still crying a bit. Her face was red, her eyes were puffy. Mascara was dripped down her face. She was laughing weakly. Louis was telling her some joke. She looked up at me when I walked in. "Oh god, I stained your shirt."
"Its fine." I said. I have millions of shirts.
"No, that was a nice shirt." She frowned.
"Its fine, Sierra." I said, sitting down on the other side of her.
"But its ruined." Sierra said, and her face wobbled into a frown again.
"Come here." I said, and she got my shirt wet again.
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LIANA'S POINT OF VIEW!
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Oh god, was I really doing this? I was kissing Harry! And it felt right, like I was finally where I was supposed to be, in his arms. Then Emma let out a gurgle. Oh, yeah. She is here.
Harry let go of my lips, his hand still cradling my cheek. "Woah." He breathed.
"I know, right?" I smiled.
"Hey Emma. Its daddy." Harry smiled at her.
"DADADADADADA!" She squealed, making us both laughed. Emma grabbed my hair, messing with it.
"She looks so much like you." I giggled.
"She has your features." Harry said.
"She acts like all of the guys." I smiled.
"She is a mixture of all of us." Harry laughed. He reached for Emma, and she reached for him. Harry picked her up off my lap and cradled her gently. I smiled. It was cute.
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Stolen ~A One Direction Fanfic!~
FanfictionLianas friends always told her she looked like Liam Payne, from One Direction. But Liana would lie and say, "No,". Now her 'mother' is dead, and Liana finds out that she was stolen, and is really Liam Paynes long-lost twin sister. And worse, is Harr...
