Power Of Love.
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Her dry lips shivered as she struggled to catch her breath. I closed my eyes forcefully, refusing to accept the fact that she's laying in the hospital bed, just like I first saw her.
" Zayn..." She murmered.
" Yes babe, I'm here." I rushed to the bed she's laying in, and held her hands. They felt cold and out of life.
" Promise me Zayn...promise you won't ever leave him...promise you'll be there for him no matter what...He needs you Zayn, he needs you." she whispered, pressing hard on my hands.
I looked away instantly trying to hide my weakness that's starting to show...I have to stay tough for her. " I promise Lisa, I promise." I whispered unwillingly.
I looked to my left and saw Niall standing behind the glass window, spreading his palms against it. His blue eyes clouded with tears, watching us with despair.
I looked over to her again, and as always she looked so peaceful and angelic, despite all the pain she's in. I lift my hand to her cheek and slowly caressed her skin.
" And you promise you'll stay strong for us....he needs you....I need you!"
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