Will the scars ever fade? (Niall Horan)

When Liliana's world comes crashing down, she breaks up with her boyfriend, Jake, and moves in with her cousin, Harry and his bandmates. All is good until one of the boys starts to fall for Liliana. What will happen when Jake finds out?

I smiled to myself as I walked towards the beach, my red curls bouncing with every step I took. Breathing in the sea scent, I took a seat on the golden beach and plugged my earphones in. Watching the world go by while tanning on the beach was something I often do, I like watching people as they carry out their daily needs. Like that guy rushing past in a suit with a breifcase, what's he thinking? Where's he going? What's his name? Is he okay? I'll never know the answers to these questions, yet I still think them.

Watching the families on the beach, laughing and smiling. The little girls building sandcastles, only then to be ruined by their older brother. Or the children stepping into the sea then running out because it was too cold, dropping their ice-cream or throwing a tantrum because they didn't want to put any suncream on. Then a bit closer to me on the beach was the teenagers, playing volleyball or trying to tan. The occasional old couple, still together after many years of what I can hope is a happy marriage, walking along the sea front arm in arm. Things like this always made me smile, seeing everyone around me so happily living their life. It's funny how coming to the beach for just a day can make everyone so happy, no matter what age you are.

I'm at a payphone, trying to call home, all of my change i spent on you my phone blared out. I checked the caller ID, Mum.

"Liliana darling, come home please" She cried down the phone, then hung up.

This was odd, my mum never cried. Something serious had happened. Quickly, i gathered my things and ran the usual 5 minute walk home in 2 minutes.

"Mum" I said as I ran in.

"Liliana" She cried, collapsing in my arms.

"Mum, what is it?" I asked her.

"A-Ariana, she was in a car crash" She cried harder.

Ariana? My little sister. The brown-haired, green eyed annoying little girl I had grown up with.

"What? Is she okay?" I said.

"S-she died" Mum stuttered.

I slowly sat on the sofa, not understanding the information I was being given. Died? My Ariana, dead? My little sister. My flesh and blood. My sibling. My strength. Gone? My heart shattered, the tears fell and wouldn't stop. I felt like the world stopped spinning, I felt dizzy, unaware of what was going on around me. I could hear mumbling from the room, my father was here. My vision was blurred but i could see him, sat against the wall with his head buried in his knees. I had to get away. Away from this house, for a while atleast.

I got up. My vision went back to normal and i slowly walked out of the house. Walking down the busy streets of North London I recived a few stares. Not that I cared, I don't doubt I will care about much anymore. Eventually I found a small park, I sat on the swings and rested my head against the rails. Again I found myself watching the world go by, only in a different view this time. Has he recently lost someone? Has he ever lost someone? Is he depressed? I found myself asking. In the distance I could see a group of teenage girls, joking and laughing. The tears fell again, not that the stopped, they just fell harder. Ariana should be like that. She should be living her life to the full. The girls came closer to the park and I left, wandering the streets once again.

I've never known what it feels like to loose someone you were close to. I've never really lost anyone, a few pets but not an actual person. I don't know what to do. She's my little sister, she's my strength. The thing keeping me going. Now what am I supposed to do? I don't know what to do. That's the problem, I've never had to deal with anything before, that's what my parents done. I suppose you could say I've never had to be independant, I've always had Ariana or my parents. I've always cruised in life, going at a steady pace, never stopping, slowing down or going faster. I feel like my life has stopped.

I wandered back to my house, slowly. I walked in and went straight upstairs, past my parents room, past Ariana's room and straight to mine. I let out a loud scream, followed by a quiet whimper. Slowly sliding down the wall, I buried my head in my hands and eventually cried myself to sleep.

Hiya! This is my first story, kinda. I've written some but not posted them. I hope you like it. If you do then like, do what you do. I've edited this loads since I first put it up, because of the way of improving you guys keep commenting, thanks:')! If i get enough reads or whatever, I'll upload later today/tomorrow.

-Katie