Scarred- One Direction FanFiction

Harry’s P.O.V.

“Can I marry your sister?” Niall asked his baby blue eyes pleading for my answer.

I laughed. I don’t know why, but I did.

“Why are you laughing?!?” He snapped.

“Cause, you haven’t even started dating my sister.” I laughed even harder.

He frowned.

“With everything we’ve been through, I think it counts.” He explained.

“Ok, how do you want to do it?” I asked. Now serious.

Dani’s P.O.V.

I woke up to an empty bus. I groggily sat up. Why is it, whenever I fall asleep with someone next to me, I always wake up alone?

I sighed.

I heard the door to the bus open and in walked Zayn and Harry, but still no Niall.

I looked at the ground, tears threatening to fall.

“Hey Dani.” Zayn looked like he had gotten punched in the gut. And Harry, he looked even worse. He hadn’t even looked up at me, when he walked in.

“H-harry?” I asked my voice shaking with every syllable.

He didn’t look up, he just nodded.

“P-please tell me, t-that n-n-Niall isn’t d-dead.” I stuttered the warm flow of tears pouring down my cheeks, now.

He didn’t reply. He just kept walking till he got to his room, and he shut the door. Zayn did the same, except he went into Harry’s room.

Why would he go to Harry’s room?

I walked over to Harry’s door, and carefully knocked on the door.

No answer.

“H-harry, please open the door.” I pleaded.

I could hear something that sounded like laughter, but it couldn’t be. I guess it was sniffling. I put my ear to the door, just as Harry opened the door. I stumbled a little before he caught me.

“Dani, we aren’t in the mood.” He looked gutted.

“I just want to know if N-Niall’s d-dead!!” I shouted at him, my anger fully rising and taking over.

He just kept shaking his head.

“Just go to your room Dani.” He demanded.

“N-no, he c-can’t be dead!!” I yelled in Harry’s face.

“Dani, just stop!” He yelled back.

“No! I won’t, ever!” I cried.

He got so frustrated, he just slammed the door in my face. That’s when I completely lost it. I slide down the door. And just sat there, on the floor, curled into a ball, crying my eyes out.

He can’t be dead. If he was dead there was no point in me living.

“Why.” I cried.

Harry’s P.O.V.

I didn’t want to do it. But this is what Niall wanted, and I’m not going to stand in a cripple’s way.

I sighed.

“It’s ok; everything’s going to work out.” Zayn tried to comfort me.

“Come on.” He told me. Opening the window up and slowly but carefully tried to slip his way down.

I sighed again. I seemed to be doing that a lot lately.

I didn’t want to hurt her. But I know I did. Hopefully Niall’s plan will work out in the end.

I slowly followed out the window the same way Zayn did.

As I jumped to the bottom. I smiled dryly at Zayn.

“Let’s go, he’s waiting for us.” Zayn hoped in the passenger’s seat, as I got in the driver’s seat. We drove as fast as we could, so Dani wouldn’t hear or see us driving away.

Dani’s P.O.V.

As I sat there crying my little heart out. I decided not anymore, will I let anything get to me. I quickly jumped up off the ground. The first thing I saw, was the table.

As my rage grew inside of me, I ran to the table and tipped it over, knocking everything off of it, and breaking the glass. I than found myself staring at what was on the ground:

The glass.

I knew what I had to do. This is what Niall would have done for me, if I had died. Which I should have. It should have been me, not him. It reminded me of their song, Moments:

If we could only have this life

For one more day

If we could only turn back time

You know I’ll be

Your life

Your voice

Your reason to be

My love

My heart

Is breathing for this

Moment

In time

I’ll find the words to say

Before you leave me today

I’m going to leave everyone today. I didn’t know how it would affect people, especially Harry. He’s always been there for me; he’s been the big protective brother. That every girl should have in their life.