One in a Million

Last chapter!

Kendra's POV

I was sitting on my hospital bed, picking at my nails when my family told me that they were going to head home.

Taylor somehow magically disappeared from the hospital and no one knew where he went. I didn't want my family to worry about me, I'd be fine. I still hadn't talked to Zayn though, which was bothering me.

"Okay! Just leave my bag!" I said to my mom as she was putting on her coat. Everyone said their goodbyes and right when they were gone, I scrambled through my bag, searching for my phone.

Once I got it I looked at the screen, it read, "17 missed calls from Harry." Did something bad happen? Immediately, I called him back and sat impatiently as I listened to the annoying rings.

"Kendra?" Harry's voice was in sobs.

"What happened!" I yelled, what in the world could of happened that would make Harry be crying like this?

"You're alive? How! Oh my god, no," his voice sounded weak and confused.

"Yes I'm alive, Taylor called Zayn and told him I made it through the surgery! What's going on!" I screamed into the phone.

"Zayn fucking committed suicide because Taylor told him you didn't make it through the surgery!" My stomach dropped and my heart skipped a beat.

"Zayn's.. Dead?" I repeated, heartbroken. My eyes started to burn with tears that I couldn't control and it felt like someone smashed my heart.

The only thing I heard on the other line was the sound of crying, I joined to the sob fest also, we were all crying together.

"Taylor's the one who started the fire, he told me," I said quietly to Harry. I didn't want to live without Zayn. I couldn't believe he was really gone.

"You've been right about him all along," he replied.

"I guess. Well Harry I'm going to go, I doubt I'll be getting any sleep tonight.." I took a deep breath and looked over to the pills that were next to my bed.

"Talk to you soon," he sobbed and then hung up. Talk to me soon? I doubt that.

I grabbed the bottle of pills and poured them down my throat, they were painkillers but hopefully with enough they would be just killers. After I crammed them down, I took earphones out of my bag and plugged them into my phone. My family would know why I committed suicide after they figured out what happened to Zayn, Harry knew the truth about Taylor and that's all that matters.

I started to get bad pains in my stomach and my eyes felt droopy and dreary. I placed the earphones in my ears and the song "Moments" started to ring in my ear drums.

Not much longer until I would meet Zayn in heaven, where we would be together for eternity. No one would be able to take him away from me this time. No one.

I saw my life pass in a flashback and the music seemed to drift away. I felt like I was walking on a cloud, maybe I was. But the next thing I knew was that Zayn was standing next to me, his hand intertwined with mine. I felt no pain at all, I felt care free. Now, for the first time in my life, I actually felt okay and I knew I would be.