The Cheerleader... and One Direction? (Kidnap/1D Fan-fic) [Book 1]

chpt. 11

Louis's pov

      We're just waiting.

Waiting to see if Riley is ok.

Waiting to know what she'll do, when she wakes up.

Or should I say, if she wakes up.

I don't even know what to do with myself

I mean, we all look terrible.

Zayn is fidgeting with his shirt.

Harry is running his hand through his hair every second.

Liam is pacing.

Niall has broken down crying.

And I'm..... Well, I'm just sitting here, with I know the blankest expression ever. My knuckles are white from holding onto the chair.

I don't know.

I guess, I'm trying to be strong for the rest of the boys.

"I can't take this anymore!" I scream, getting up.

"Sit down Lou. It's going to be okay," Liam says.

"NO IT'S NOT GOING TO BE OKAY!!!!" I scream, "WE'VE BEEN WAITING HERE FOR FIVE HOURS!!!!"

"F-five hours??" Niall asks.

I nod my head.

That, seems to make him cry even more......

Shit.

Zayn tries to comfort him, but all he does is push him away.

"Hey Niall!" Harry says, "Do you want to go get something to eat?"

Niall stands up, and says, "I'm not hungry."

And with that, he left the hospital.

Niall's pov

     Five.

Five fucking hours we've been waiting.

I thought, it was only two hours!

I leave the hospital, pissed off.

I put on my sun glasses and snap back, and pray nobody will notice me.

I walk for about twenty minutes, when I come across a bridge overlooking water.

I lean up against the rail, watching the water.

"You know...." I hear a voice say.

I turn to see a girl in a Starbucks uniform.

"It does get better," she says, smiling.

She pats my back and hands me a piece of paper.

After that, she walks away.

It reads:

Hi whoever is reading this! :)

This is a game I made up. The rules are simple.

All you do, is when it looks like someone needs cheering up, or if they just seem sad, you hand them this paper! 

Ok, now that you know the rules, let's get down to business.

First of all, it does get better. It may not seem like it at the moment, but trust me. It WILL.

Next, you are a beautiful person. Don't let the haters bring you down!

I don't know why you're sad..... Maybe you just had a bad day. Maybe your boyfriend/girlfriend broke up with you. Maybe you lost a loved one. Maybe this is just how you are all the time.

Whatever the cause is, with time, you will get better.

I'm not asking you to forget. That's actually the worst thing to do.

But I AM asking you, to remember.

Remember all the good times you had. Maybe with that person.

Remember all the good times.

Maybe even remember the bad ones.

The past can not be changed, forgotten, edited, or erased. It can only be accepted.

I love you.

Keep smiling your beautiful smile!!!!

                                                          Love,

                                                                  Someone who Cares.

Wow.

This actually is a great idea.

I look around, and see if there is anyone I could give this to.

I see a girl sitting by herself.

She looks to be about fourteen.

Her head is in her hands.

I walk over to her, and tap her shoulder.

She flinches, and looks up at me.

Her eyes are blood shot from crying...

I smile, and hand her the paper.

She looks up at me with a confused expression.

"Read it," I say, "It does get better."

And with that, I head back to the hospital.

NOTE: THE PICTURE OF THE WAITRESS FORM STARBUCKS IS ON THE SIDE!!! (YES, IT WAS THE SAME GIRL WHO HELPED RILEY)

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SORRY I TOOK SO LONG TO UPDATE!!!!!!!!!!!

STAY BEAUTIFUL MY SHINING STARS!!!! XOXO :)