My name is Amy and i'm Just typical teenage, English girl, but Beau knows the truth. He knows about my Anxiety , he knows how I actually feel and I'm slowly falling in love with him. -A Janoskian based fan-fiction. -

He held the small of my back as we left the hospital,my small bump now none existant and I didn't even have my child in my arms,it wasn't here,it couldnt stay strog enough to pull to see the daylight. And for that moment I felt emptiness,everything was gone. Zayn guided me back to the car as the tears streamed down my face that was now discoloured,my whole body was dying inside,if not already dead;alarming fans that were close by. I knew this was going to spark some sort of rumor. But you know what? I didn't care. I want nothing more than to die.