Niall's POV

I watched Poppy's body stumble and fall to her knees. In a blurr Zayn and Louis hurried over to the man's unconcious body, kicking it repeatidly. Harry sobbed in the corner hugging his knees to his chest. Poppy's friend threw up and gagged.

I hurried over to Poppy, supporting her with my arms. Shock over took her. She removed a trembling hand from her stomach and stared down at her blood stained palm. Blood trickled down her One Direction shirt. She coughed up cherry red liquid from her mouth, splattering my face.

Tears welled up in my eyes as pure terror crossed her innocent face. "N-n-n.." she mumbled. Her eyes burned into mine. I treated her like....like crap. Now her life was on the line. My only wish to get to say sorry. That's all.

Strong arms pushed me aside. Paul's lifeless body was moved out of the doorway. Two men in scrubs lifted Poppy's body onto a gurney.The murder's body was removed from the room also. That left the 6 of us in the room.

Harry curled in a ball sobbing. Louis with his arm around the girl whispering "It's okay Kendra..." Liam layed on the couch with the phone hanging limply in his hand. Zayn stared at me, looking grim. Tears trickled down my cheek.

I should have been the one to be shot, it should have been me. ME! Why did'nt he take me? Now I had to live with a girl's death weighing on my shoulders. I imagined her smile.

But just as suddenly as it appeared in my mind, it disapeared. The picture of her coughing up blood fear covering her face. Her lovely, sweet face. I'm a terrible person. This is a worse feeling then... then...

Going a week without food.

Nando's shutting down.

The band breaking up.

Losing the x-factor.

Poppy, please don't die. Please DON'T DIE. Zayn came up behiend me and squeezed my shoulder "I hope she's okay,"

"Me too..." I sniffled.

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