My risky life

Nicks p.o.v
" what? How?" I said stammering,
" long story short I started to date harry and Jessie didn't like that he was a rival gang I told him I loved harry he told me him or harry I chose harry and he said if he got the chance he would kill me and destroy harry." She said wiping her face.
" I'm sorry babe you know you can talk to me about anything." I said kissing her face.
"I love you too." She said.
That was all I needed I was going To do it. Tomorrow night.
" no gangs just me and you." She said in my chest.
" no gang." I said.....I won't do it. Not now at least.
Harry's p.o.v
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!
I couldn't help but kick at the truck, if I wouldn't have stopped to get gas I would have been here earlier and I would have been able to see her. And hold her, protect her.
I felt useless.
No it was a white van that said groovy on the side. There cannot be that many vans that say that. I pulled out my iPhone and called the whole gang at the same time. Thank god all picked up.
" hello" they all echoed.
" hey, umm I need your help." I said getting in the truck
" ok shoot mate," said Liam.
" Skylar has been kidnaped from the guys in a white van. On the side it said groovy." I said locking the doors.
" groovy. Really what a crappy van." Said Niall.
" shut up and think" said Louis.
" ouch what pissed in your Cheerios." Said Niall
" you did remember this morning." Louis said shouting.
" dude you pissed In his cereal?" Said zayn.
" yeah you see what happ-" I cut Niall off.
" shut up." I said rolling my eyes.
" I agree. Let's not talk about this." Said Louis.
" ok, white van. Groovy on it." Said zayn. He clicked off.
" check the cameras Liam." I said staring the truck up now.
He clicked off.
" Niall you get wept a ready and go to my house with the rest of the members." I said backing out.
" ok boss." He said clicking off.
" mate are you ok." Louis said.
" Louis I love her." I said feeling my self to the very of crying.
" then why Mekka?" He said.
" she was a fuck buddy." I said now crying.
" mate, come down come to my house." He said into the phone.
" ok, I'm on the street now." I said now pulling into his driveway.
I stoped the truck in his driveway and saw her at was still I here. I took it and opened it. There was her binder and the. I saw a composition book. I pulled it out and it was titled my diary. 2013-2014.
Which means she wrote in this two months ago. I opened it and my name was scribbled all over a page. I smiled while sniffling.
Here was entry yesterday.
" last night I woke up screaming again. I couldn't help it I feel like I'm dying sometimes. I have to go to the doctors again for a check up on my arm. They have Meds to help me with my depressing. And a therapist who tells me cutting is not ok. My brother said I keep saying his name when I wake some nights. Why him, I don't dream about him. I just miss his touch. His face. Smile. Dimples. That frown. I can't help it. He told me he loved me and I meant it when I said it. If I were to see him one last time I would kiss him and until I couldn't breath. But that isn't healthy. I need to get over him. He was just a boy. A boy. Just a boy."
I did that too her. I threw the book at the floor and got out to Louis house.

Notes

Well, I don't think this is going anywhere is it?