Lies, Cries and Trying Times

The Party (part 2)

A/N: please remember that the words in italics or whatever you call it is the person’s conscience, now you may continue to read

MEOW!!!

Wait, what the heck, tabby why did you do that, sorry that was my cat guys…

 

Previously: 

I stood there, my eyes closed, thinking about it. How time felt like it slowed down. Glass every where. The smell of smoke and the sound of screeching tires. Hearing the people around me screaming. The feeling of flying but knowing that this might be your last breath or even the last time you that you get to see one of the most important people in your entire life. Every single detail came back after so many years of trying to forget, of trying move on and all of this with one simple question.

I felt the world around me disappear as I fell, not knowing if someone was there to catch me. Remembering was all to much for my brain and heart to take and I felt my body shut down. Maybe this was just for a little while, maybe not, but I don’t care, not right now.

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Chapter 2: The Party (part 2)

~Zayn’s POV~

She collapsed, just like that but I caught her just before she hit the ground. It’s been what felt like hours but really only thirty minutes. Her breathing was normal and I checked her pulse like how I learned to in my old school and that was fine too, but I don’t know what else to do. A few minutes later some guy with brown hair in a Bieber cut and brown eyes came up to me. He looks familiar but I don’t remember seeing him before.

“What happened to her,” he asked, his eyes are filled with worry and concern.

“I don’t know, one minute she was fine and the next she wasn’t,” I replied.

“Tell me what happened exactly, don’t leave out any details,” he said sternly, so I told him what happened when we came out of the water but he stopped me when I said that I asked about the scar. “Do you mean the one on her back?” he asked. I nodded. Wait, how does he know?

“She’ll wake up in a few minutes, I’ll be back soon,” he said as he got up and walked off. I looked down at Shae and brushed back a few lost strands of hair away from her face. It’s strange that no one else noticed that something’s wrong, but I was brought out of my thoughts as I heard someone take in a huge breath, like when someone drowns and they give that person CPR, yeah like that.

I looked down to see that it was Shae, she was up. I said her name and she looked at me, tears building up in her eyes,"I’m fine. I’m fine," she kept repeating but her voice cracked more and more every time she said it, tears starting to spill. I pulled her into a hug and tried to calm her down a bit and luckily it works.

“You're up,” I heared the same guy from before say. Shae pulled back from me and looked at me, her eyes wide. She turned to face the guy,” L-Liam?!?” I heard her say, she stutters a bit from crying.

“The one and only,” the guy, Liam, said. A huge smile appears on her face and she runs towards him throwing her arms around his neck and her legs are wrapped around his waist. She came down, he gave her a bottle of water, she took a sip then slapped him on his arm.

“Ow! What was that for?!?” he exclaimed.

“For not telling me when you were coming back,” she says then turns to me,” I’m sorry, I probably gave you quite a scare back there,” she says.