My Best Friend, Liam Payne?

Believing

*Authors note*

Hiya guys! *awkwardly waves* the goal was reached today so heres an update! now im gonna go write a chapter for my harry fanfic cause i havent written anything for it for ages!

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~ Gabby

 

*Liams POV*

Dear Gabby,

It's day 3 now, you've been getting worse, I feel so helpless, just seeing you lying there. I can't speak without you, what is there for me to talk about? I can't sing without you, because now, there's no one for me to sing too.

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Gabby,

Why can’t you be here? Why’d you have to leave me? We said we’d always be there for each other. I need you to be there for me. I know I didn’t keep my promise as well as I should have but that doesn’t mean you can torture me like this! I’m sorry, I’m sorry for leaving you, just please wake up. Please

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Dear Gabby,

It’s been 5 days, wake up, don’t do this, please. I can’t do this without you.
 
"Who are you writing too?" Harry demanded and I looked up from where I was curled up on the seat.

"Liam, you're going to have to talk sometime." Megan pointed out from under Nialls arm. Alex, Zayn, Louis and Laura had gone out to get lunch so they weren't in the room.

"Not really, I wouldn't talk much if I were in his position, I mean, I couldn't stand being here so helpless" Niall reasoned, after yesterday he had obviously done some deep thinking. Megan awed and cuddled up into him which made my stomach lurch, I quickly looked away, concentrating on my pale angels’ face, her steady breathing calming me completely.

Why couldn't I cuddle up with Gabby? Why couldn't I be the one comforting someone else as they cried over another? Why did I have to be the one looking weak?

I dropped my pen in shock, did I really just think that I would like it better if one of the other girls or one of the guys were in the hospital bed.  I picked the writing tool back up.

I’m messed up, I’m not thinking straight.

I wrote, I decided that this journal would hold all of my emotions and like Lily said, it did help, I felt better already.

This is what you do to me, I need you with me, I need your smile. I feel like a complete idiot writing to you when you’re, well, you can’t exactly see.