Chapter 20: Meeting The Kids

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Lizzie's P.O.V


"Sooo. What did he say?" I asked.

"He said it was fine" Liam said.

"Yay! Can we go now please!" I said.

"Yeah but we can only stay there for a few days" he said.

"Let's go!" I grabbed my bag and headed out the door.

"You already packed?!?" Liam said shocked.

"Yeah..." I said.

"Wow.." he said then left to go pack.

I can't wait to see those little kids in Conneticut.

20 kids won't be able to accomplish there dreams in life or graduate school.

20 dreams, families and lives were crushed that day.

"Hurry up lazy buts!" I yelled.

"Were coming!" Zayn yelled.

We all piled into the car on our way to the airport.

Atleast I'm getting away from my dad for a while.

We got to the airport just in time.

We got on the plane and I got a window seat!

It was Niall and me, Zayn and Liam, and Louis and Harry.

"Can I ask you something?" Niall said.

"You just did" I said holding in my laugh.

"Not this again" he said.

I laughed.

"Okayyy what's your question" I said.

"Why do you want to visit that school so badly" he said.

"I just...I just want to help them. Those kids who survived must have lost their best friend or sister or brother that day. Seeing those little kids bodies in the floor...its just sad. I want to help them go through this." I said.

He nodded.

He put his arm around me.

I closed my eyes and drifted into sleep.



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"Ready?" Niall asked holding onto my hand.

I gave it a little squeeze and nodded my head.

We went into the classroom that suffered the most.

You could still see a few blood stains on the floors.

I saw the teacher by her desk and only about 11 kids at there desks.

They tensed up when we came in.

The teacher already knew that we are coming.

"Okay kids. These people are not gonna hurt okay. So stay calm. This is One Direction and Elizabeth Evans. Say Hi." the teacher said.

We got a few waves and a hi.

I noticed that there was a little boy in the corner with his knees up to his chest.

The teacher caught me staring and came over to me.

"He hardly ever leaves that spot. Only leaves to get out of this place" she said.

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