It all started with a phone call (one direction fanfic)

7 words

Louis pov:
Believe me or not, but it took me at least five minutes to
A) figure out what to do
And B) realize that I for a bowl of boiling soup on my foot

So not only was I panicking, but I was panicking while hopping on one foot.

"HELP, HELP, SOMEONE CALL THE AMBULANCE OR SOMETHING." It took a while but I finally found the source of the bleeding and the cut looked like it couldn't have been more the 2-3 inches deep but I wasn't completely sure considering how much she was bleeding

"Kenyah...please babe...open your eyes...please...you can't be gone...please Kenyah I need you, don't do this to me," i said in between gasp for air, "please, what about Shelby, or Liam, or Niall, Zayn, and Harry, what about everyone who ever cared about you...PLEASE KENYAH WAKE UP...PLEASE...I...I...I LOVE YOU PLEASE WAKE UP"

I was crying to much to even realize that the paramedics have already came and have already token her body, or that we were already in the car following behind the ambulance.

Once we were in the hospital it was complete and utter silence, except for my pathetic sobs, and everyone's sniffing at certain points. "Hey mate, it's going to be alright." Liam, who was sitting beside me said, "the doctor said that It was a minor cut, and that she might need stitches, she fine, and we can see her in a hour or so"

For the first time in, what seemed like forever, I finally looked up and, honestly, I wished I hadn't.

Everyone was either curled up in a ball or having there face in someone's neck. It was terrible, everyone had blood-shot eyes and snot dripping out of their noses. And honestly, Shelby was the worst. When I caught a glimpse of her eyes, all I saw was hatred and sadness towards me and her best friends.

A few hours later, and there was still no news about Kenyah, all I know is that her cut wasn't as deep as I though it was. Everything seemed to be going good from this point(since everyone was tried from crying and we know that she at least wasn't dead). But from the moment the doctor walked out of the door, I knew something was wrong.

And from that moment, my world was completely changed, from those 7 words that I never end wanted to hear ever.

"I'm sorry sir, but Kenyah is dead"

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HEY GUYS, sorry I'm not updating like I'm supposed to but I been having trouble with wattpad and it's really making me mad. But since it's not summer vacation, then I will update regular(whatever regularly is for me) which means that in it going to have an update schedule, I'm just going to update when I feel like it. Because it's not like anyone reads this story anyways.

Well goodnight
-Nyah 😝