Simply, I Love You

Simply, I Love You

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WARNING THIS IS A SEQUEL READ 'MY BEST FRIEND, LIAM PAYNE?' FIRST! It's been 2 years since Gabby’s been in the hospital and she's now fully recovered, Gabby and Liam’s relationship isn't at its best though. Liam is busy with touring for the second time but on this tour, he is forced to not bring Gabby along, instead she must stay home. Both Liam and Gabby dislike this. Well dislike would be an understatement, they hate it. Then, when Gabby, on her birthday, finds no calls and no texts from her boyfriend she feels forgotten; not the best feeling in the world. She then sees a magazine with Liam walking, hand in hand, with another girl and this sets Gabby off. She starts rejecting his calls - when he actually does call - and leaving his texts unread. A surprise visit by Liam shocks Gabby, and it all goes downhill from there.
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I ran into the hospital doors not daring to let the tears spill out. I probably looked like a wreck! I hadn’t slept or ate anything since I got the call, swiftly after I jumped on my privet jet and got here as quickly as I could. I ran up to the desk, the nurse giving me worried look. “I am here to see Paige Williams!” I almost yell at the poor girl, for a moment she looks slightly taken back but she quickly recovers and her fingers fly over the keyboard. “She is still in surgery Sir, but if you want you can wait with her daughter In the ER waiting room.” She says pointing me towards a door. “Ok thank you.” I whisper as I fly past the door. No one was in the waiting room but her daughter, crumpled up in a ball in one of the chairs, crying. Her long blond hair covering her face that she had between her legs. Her jeans were ripped and her sweater was covered in blood but she only had minor injuries, her mother on the other hand…. They said she may not make it. I walk over to the small girl and wrap her up and do something I promised I wouldn’t do….. I cried. Right there in the hospital waiting room, I cried.

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