Broken Little Bird

broken past

Hey I hope you guys like this chapter. It means a lot to me. I just kinda pored my heart out. Anyways... Stay Strong.. And milk a goat.. I hear it s fun.. Although I do have a strange urge to milk a cow right now....

Emmaariee<3

*Keelee's POV* 

I woke up the next morning in the hospital. I looked over and saw Liam, asleep on the couch. I felt so bad, he should've gone home!! I know that hospital couches are SUPER uncomfortable. But the thought that he cared so much, that he didn't want to leave me alone for just on night. That's one of the reasons why I loved him so much. He always cared about everyone and their feelings. I smiled to myself, knowing that the sweetest guy that ever existed was mine. My fiancee. I looked down to my left hand, but my ring wasn't there. 

"Leeeeeyuuummm" I sobbed, unable to controll myself.

He shot off the couch and to my bed.

"Honey, what's wrong? Are you okay?Do you need the docter?"

"Where's- my- riinngg" I managed to squeeze out between sobs.

He took my face in his hands,and looked me straight in the eyes. There was something I couldn't explain in his eyes. Happiness?No. I couln't put my finger on what it was. He leaned forward and kissed me. It wasn't a hard, forced kiss. It was a soft, slow, paasionate kiss. A lingering kiss. He puuled away and looked at me, his smile reaching his eyes.

"I love you soo freaking much, Riee. I couldn't live without you. I seriously would be lost."

I looked at him, happy but confused. He pulled my ring out of his pocket and slid it on my finger.

"Thanks for caring so much."he whispered into my ear, making me shudder.

"Thanks for being mine," I said softly.

He leaned forward and kissed my temple, before waltzing back over to the couch and laying down. He rolled his head over to look me in the eyes, and we stayed in that position, drifting into a peaceful sleep.

*Jena's POV*

Just like I predicted, last night was amazing, and from the looks on Lou and El's faces, theirs was too. I laughed to myself, remembering what we had heard last night. Lou's head shot up,"What's so funny Miss?" he demanded.

"Just remebering your singing from last night." i replied with a cheeky grin on my face. Harry's cheekiness was beginning to rub off on me. They both turned a dark shade of crinsom, before dashing into their room again. I knew it was only a matter of minutes before we heard them getting it on, so I decided to go get ready for the day. Harry was in the room, already dressed and fixing his hair. I giggled.

He looked up at me and raised his eyebrows.

"I love it when you do that."I giggled.

"Do what?"He asked, confusion etched across his face.

"This, the shoo shoo shoom." I mimicked his actions when he was doing his hair.

He rolled his eyes and pulled me closer to him, my lips melting into his. Then we heard another loud moan coming from the next room, and pulled apart, both in a fit of laughter.

*Meagan's POV*

I felt so bad for  Lee. She can't take a step without being pushed down. Only Liam, Jena, and I knew the story. Lee's life story. It wasn't just cancer, no she had other shit going on. When she was really young, someone close to her continuely molested her. Over and over again for years upon years. In elementary school, she was bullied verbally and physically every day. She was called fat and ugly all the time, a boy pulled out her hair, and two boys broke her wrist.She never told anyone about this, I have no idea why though. About a year later, she was diagnosed with depression. A couple of years later, after I had met her, she was diagnosed with sleep apnea and a disease in her ovaries. Even though her life was truly fucked up, she stayed strong front, to anyone who didn't know her personally, she was just a loud, crazy,and outgoing teenager. BUt behind her mask, she was hurting, badly. She resorted to cutting herself,and was judged by two girls who found out. They always threatened to report her to suicide prevention centers, or that they would tell the whole sschool. She tried to stop, she really did, but it was hard for her. When she was felling down or overwhelmed, instead of reaching for the scissors, she turned to music. She got lost in it and left her life behind for as long as she could. She spent as much time as she could either singing,playing the guitar, listening to music, reading, or writing. She often got lost in her own little world, her one direction world. Her and Jena got lost in that world all the time, trying to lose reality. A few years later, when we were Juniors, she was diagnosed with cancer.Everybody at our school was very supportive of her. We attended a small school, only about 150 students, so we knew eachother well. When she was battling cancer, a boy in our class asked her out. She accepted, thinking something good in her life had finally happened. She fell into a trap,believing every word he said even though he never meant any of them. He had always seemed so sweet and funny, but he broke her. He broke her good. They dated for over a year before HE broke it off, saying he never meant anything he said and that he had been cheating the whole time. She pretended like it didn't hurt her, but Jena and I knew it did. She often cried, and became more and more gone, always in her own world, filled with fantasies. Tha's why Liam changed her life so much. He truly cared about her, he really did love her. I knew that Jena had already threatened him that if he hurt her, EVER, that he would need to watch his back. Now let me get this straight, jena wasn't some dainty little girl who threw around empty threats and whined when she broke a nail. No, not even close. Jena was tougher then most of the boys I knew. She played football for the varsity team at our school for three years. She spent a LOT of time around boys, and she was in NO way vulnerable at all any more. Well she didn't show it. We knew it was there, she was just getting better. I hoped that Liam would take care of her. i couldn't lose her again.