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I woke up this morning smiling. 7 days. One week from today I will be within 500 feet of One Direction. I don't think I have ever been this happy before. Nothing can bring me down today! "OW!!" Did I really just trip down the stairs?! Okay, nothing can mentally bring me down today. I'm still a klutz. Darn.
Stand up. 7 days. Eat breakfast. 7 days. Brush my teeth. 7 days. Breath in. 7 days. Breath out. 7 days. I can't think of anything but 7 days. 168 hours. 10,080 minutes. 604,800 seconds. Anything but 7 days. 7 days...
I went back to my room and stared at my wall. I only had one poster of each beautiful man, and then one big poster of them all standing together in a line. It's the old picture, the one from when they were about to find out they didn't win the X factor. I love the amount of emotion on each boys face. I love the way Liam's hair is long and straight in this. I love how Zayn looks like a little baby possum... One who was about to grow up into the beautiful man he is today. Gosh, I'm in love. My heart hurts. I love them all...
They don't even know my name. What am I thinking. STOP IT EMILI.
Breath in. 7 days. Breath out. 7 days.
I should call Leah. Maybe she can help me think of something besides 7 days before I go crazy. I grab my phone and dial her number.
"Hello?" I hear Leah whisper into the phone.
"LEAH 7 DAY, 7 DAYS! We've waited so long, and now there's only S-E-V-E-N DAYS!" I screamed like an 11 year old. I was so excited, I didn't even notice her sad voice until after I screamed. She hasn't said anything back to me.. Then I hear her sniffle.
"Leah? What's wrong, are you okay?" I asked, much more calm than I was just a few seconds ago.
"No. Nothing is okay." She sighed with more sadness in her voice than I had ever heard before. What is going on.
"Hey, I'm here for you no matter what. I love you Leah. Please, tell me what happened." I say, trying to get some details from her.
"My..my..." Sobbing. All I hear is sobbing. I don't understand what's going on at all.
"Leah please, tell what's wrong!" I urge from her. I'm getting really worried.
"Joe's gone." Is all Leah says before her sobbing starts again, she can't stop.
What is she talking about, Joe's gone? Joe is her older brother, he's 21.. Where could he be?
Wait.
My stomach dropped, flipped, twisted, and I started to tear up. Joe is (....was?) deployed right now, he's in the Marines. The marines. Deployed. No. That can't happen to us. No. No. No.
"Leah I am so sorry, I'm coming over right now." *click*
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This isn't real. This can't be happening. Joe has to be okay. Joe is okay... He's okay. He is. Right? I can't see straight, my vision is blurry from the tears. I can't breath this isn't happening. I have to get to Leah's, now. My Mom will just ask what's wrong and waste valuable time, not happening. I have to be there now. I grab my bag, not even bothering to change out of my old t-shirt and soffee shorts. I run downstairs, grab my Mom's keys, and run to the car. My vision is still blurry, but I have to get there now. I wipe my eyes then drive away, a little faster than I should. 10 painfully difficult minutes later, I pull up into Leah's driveway. I've never seen her house dark like this before. It's like a cloud of sadness is hovering around her house. It's always such a happy place to be. Cheerful. Curtains opened wide, shades pulled up, sun shining in the windows.. Not today. Every curtain is closed. Every shade is pulled down.
I can feel the sadness from here.
After five minutes of sitting in the car trying to breath, I finally manage to get up and go to the front door. I would just walk in like normally but today something feels.... Different. I knock softly on her door and wait. Leah finally arrives at the door, and as it swings open, I see my beautiful best friend in the worst state ever. Her blonde hair that's normally down to her shoulder is scraggly and looks like she'd been pulling at it. Trying to pull it out maybe. Her old tank top was soaked with tears, but it was nothing compared to the amount of tears on her face. I'd never seen this kind of pain before, and it scares me. I could hear my heart rip in two when she said the words that I didn't want to hear. Words that shouldn't be true, they couldn't be true...
"Joe was killed today."
