Liam’s P.O.V.

As Niall crashed down beside Aria, my mouth opened. I yelled for help, running out of the house. It hurt to talk, and hurt even more to yell. My lip was split open and I was sure my eye was bruised. My fists were bleeding from the punches I had thrown at Arias’ dad, and I would surely pass out soon as well.

I went up to the group, and Harry and Zayn ran up to me. Three or four ambulances were parked, their alarms blaring. The sound made my head explode.

“Aria…Niall…” I gulped, trying to speak. “I think they’re out.”

Harry’s eyes widened.”Like, dead?”

I wanted so bad to slap his stupid little pretty face. “No,” I shook my head. “Just…fainted.”

“Sit down.” Zayn commanded. He took my arm, and helped me sit in the grass.

I lost consciousness almost instantly.



Harry’s P.O.V.

I had already lost Amber. Dead. Amber, was dead. And I didn’t know, how I was supposed to feel. She betrayed my best friends, but in the end, she wasn’t the villain. She was just an utterly confused victim.

Whatever she was, Amber was a part of my life. One that I thought would be in my life for a while, but I guess you always have to expect the unexpected.

I sat in the grass, trying to hide my tears, as the paramedics pulled the stretchers holding Niall and Aria, into the ambulances. Aria’s father came out on the last stretcher.

He was an ugly man.

Not just his looks, but also his character. What he did to Aria, was just ugly. I was happy to see a large gunshot through his head.

And Niall, he was such a hero. Knowing he would do anything for Aria was such a beautiful concept. They loved each other so deeply that nothing could break them apart. I knew for a fact that if Niall was still up, he would demand to ride with Aria to the hospital.

I wondered why I couldn’t have that bond with someone. I thought Amber and I might have had a chance, but now I realized, I didn’t really know her. She was such a different person in reality, and I had failed to notice that. Her beauty blinded me from wondering if she was just as beautiful on the inside. I would never find out for sure, now.

Liam was talking to some paramedics as he gulped down a bottle of water. He seemed to be okay, minus the black eye the fighting he had done got him. I wished that I wouldn’t have just stayed by Amber, and instead went inside to help them, too. Maybe Niall and Aria wouldn’t be unconscious now. Liam got into Niall’s ambulance to go to the hospital to be checked for any internal bleeding.

Right afterward, a very pale, and a very dead looking lady was brought out on a stretcher. I was guessing this was Aria’s mother. Everything was so depressing. Three people out of the five people on stretchers were surely dead, and Niall and Aria’s status’ were yet to be found out. I prayed that after all of this, the two of them would be okay.

I can’t lose them, too.

I just can’t.