Chapter 23 - The Beginning of The End

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Zayn's P.O.V

I looked over to a shattered Liam he lent over the marbled sink.
"One... perfect relationship." He said flatly correcting the departed conversation.
"Actually I don't know about that. Maybe it's just two relationships." I said. I looked down towards my hands. "This doesn't mean anything." I looked at Liam. "Does it?"
"I don't know Zayn, it must mean something, because it wouldn't have happened otherwise." I looked at him eyes cold. I couldn't sit there knowing that I could potentially ruin an already harsh day. I collected my thoughts and pulled myself off the ground. I left the bathroom not saying a word more.

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Niall's P.O.V

I watched her blue hands frozen in place, her chest rising and falling in perfect time. I had watched as the liveliest bubbly person had descended into darkness. She didn't even know it. She had no idea that when she woke up this morning in the same cold hospital room this day as the other 74 she had before that she could potentially be waking up for the last time.

I tried to imagine a world without her toothy smile, her dark ash hair, and her auburn eyes. A world without Alexis Bridges, although hard to imagine is a world I don't want to be in. This could ruin everything; the plan, our perfect plan had been degraded to a theory, a wish.

By Oxford English dictionaries standards that meant; To feel or express a strong desire or hope for something that cannot or probably will not happen.

I needed to remember that all our love is now is a bad definition in a dictionary, a subject that was hypothetically improbable. Never meant to be. Our story had an end, and we had reached it, the undeniable and disastrous end.

As the night turned to morning on January the 16th I watched every ounce of my life begin to come to it's end. "Welcome." I told myself. "To the beginning of the end!"

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