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"Yeah, she thought I was cheating on her with you and broke up with me." Liam shrugs. We were both sat in his living room once again, drinking tea and chatting.
"You eh, don't seem too upset." I comment.
"If I'm honest, she was a bitch. I hate being rude but I'm glad she's gone. It just wasn't working for me." He says. Knowing that she's gone makes me kind of happy. She seemed very rude and it hurts to think of Liam with someone else anyways.
"Sorry about it." I say anyways, patting his shoulder.
"No you're not." Liam says. He's right. I'm not.
"Okay?"
"If anything, it makes you happy that she's gone. Right?" He says, raising an eyebrow.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I shake my head.
"I saw the tears in your eyes, Des. You don't have to lie." He says softly, but for some reason I snap.
"So what if I am happy? Do you know what it's like, to see the person you've always loved in the arms of someone else?" I half shout.
"What are you trying to say?" He asks. That you never kept your promise.
"Excuse me? My promise? Are you serious right now?" Liam shouts. Did I say that out loud?
"I would have kept mine." I say quietly.
"Destiney, I thought we'd be together again after the year was over. After two years went by I got lonely! Did you just expect me to go through life alone? I thought I'd never see you again!"
"What about the phone calls, aye Liam? That you promised me you would give me every night!" I shout. His expression then changes, and his face softens.
"Ph-phone calls..?" He mutters.
"See! You forgot me about me after one week! You couldn't even keep your promise that long!" I say. I don't stop the tears this time.
"Destiney..I'm so sorry. I was so busy.." He trails off.
"I waited there, every night. For a whole month I waited for you to call and you never did. I was a living nightmare. You fucking wrecked me, Liam."
"I'm sorry, I guess I just forgot?" Liam says. That hurt me. He's admitting to forgetting me. He actually forgot.
"Well I didn't. You've always been a never forgotten part of me, and I guess that's how you'll have to stay." I whisper, and leave his flat, slamming the door behind me.
"Destiney, wait!" Liam calls, but I get into my car and back out of his driveway. Tears continue to flow from my eyes as I turn onto the freeway.
This is all my fault. I never should have gone out. I shouldn't have walked around in London. I wish..I wish I hadn't met up with Liam again.
I love him, I love him so much. But all he does is hurt me. And it's not all his fault either. Being with him hurts me in a way that makes me want to cry endlessly for years. To scream until my voice is gone.
I can't be with him. He's moved on, and I need to move on as well-suddenly I see headlights directly in front of me. The tears blurred my vision, and I couldn't see the road. As they came closer, I spin the wheel to move out of the way. The car slides, and I scream before I have the chance to do anything.
I hear the horn of a semi-truck before I feel myself being thrown out if my seat. I fly through the windshield, my head hitting something hard and everything goes black.
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-Liam's POV-
I didn't forget. I've thought about her everyday. I stopped calling because it became too hard for me. I couldn't stand being away from Destiney, and hearing her voice only made things worse.
I waited two years, and I became so lonely. I had tried ringing her for the first time in 2 years, but she had changed her number and I lost hope.
Then I met Maxine and I was so desperate to have someone in my life! So I let her in, not knowing how big of a mistake that was.
I just wanted someone like Destiney. But I was too desperate to realize that Maxine was nothing like her. I hated Maxine. But I kept her. I'm honestly so glad she's gone.
Then Destiney.. I thought that horrible night at her home was the last I would see of her. When I ran into her last week, that was the best thing to ever happen to me. I felt so much happier in that moment, than I have been for a long time, just knowing that the girl I love was in my arms again. But now I'm afraid I've ruined everything.
Suddenly my mobile rings, pulling me away from my thoughts. Who would call me at 10:35 at night? I open one eye and grab my mobile from the nightstand. I don't recognize the number.
"Hello?" I answer.
"Is this..Liam Payne?" the person asks quickly.
"Eh, yeah. Who is this?" I ask. What would anyone need at this time?
"I'm Dr. Wence. Do you know a Destiney Lomar, I believe his how your pronounce it." He asks. Oh no.
"Y-yeah, she's a friend." I say, moving to a sitting position. "Is she alright?"
"She just came from the emergency room. She was in a car accident about two hours ago. I'm afraid she's in critical condition." He says, and my heart drops. No, this isn't happening. This can not be happening.
"What room is she in?" I ask, barely audible, as I run downstairs and grab my car keys from the kitchen.
"709, and be careful driving over here." Dr. Wence says, then ends the call. I run outside and realize I'm still in my pajamas and I don't have shoes, but I get in the car anyways. Destiney is far more important than my appearance.
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The scene before me was almost too much to bare. There lied Destiney, looking so fragile and tiny. The doctors had removed her shirt and she now had a lot of white gauze wrapped around her.
Her right leg was lifted into the air on a sling, with a large white cast covering it from the middle of her foot, to right below her knee. What bothered me the most was that she also had white gauze wrapped around her head.
Head injuries can sometimes be the worst injuries. What if she had brain damage? Or she falls into a coma? I run my eyes up and down her body, taking in the millions of scratches and bruises.
She had a cut running across her nose, several along her arms, and some on chest. She almost..she almost looks dead.
This is all my fault. I shouldn't have yelled at her. Most of all I should have told her the truth. She thinks I forgot her. I should have just told her everything.
I hear someone clear they're throat beside me and I look up to meet the eyes of a girl. "You must be Liam."
I slightly nod my head before turning back to Destiney. I wipe away the tears on my face. I don't need this girl making fun of me.
"How is she?" The girl asks. I shrug in reply. I find myself grabbing Destiney's hand, and holding it tight. I smile slightly to myself at the familiar feeling.
"I'm Naomi by the way." The girl says, taking a seat in the chair on the other side of Destiney's bed. "Have you spoken to a doctor about her condition yet?" I shake my head no, not turning away from Destiney.
"Do you talk?" She then asks. I take my eyes away from Destiney to look at Naomi. She had a concerned look on her face and I absentmindedly wipe away the tears again.
"So, you don't?" She asks. I only shrug. I don't feel like talking to anyone right now. I just want to crawl into a hole and cry.
"Wow, she didn't tell me you don't speak." Naomi then says. I guess she noticed my confused expression, because she then says, "Destiney has told me so much about you. From the day you met, to the day you left. Actually she was just talking about you a few weeks ago. You should see how happy she gets just talking about you. Even now you still manage to put a smile on her face."
I won't after this. She's going to hate me. And I won't blame her. "She managed to leave out the bit where you don't talk." Naomi laughs the slightest bit. "Not that it matters! I'm not judging you or anything."
I would tell her that I do talk, but I don't think I can find my voice. I'm to upset to talk right now. I don't know what to say if I did talk.
Just then a doctor walks through the door and sits beside me. "Liam, right? I'm Dr. Wence." He says, holding out his hand. I shake it, then he turns to Naomi.
"I'm Naomi, Destiney's best mate." She says.
"Ah, I see. I'm sure you'd like to know of Destiney's condition, yeah?" He asks. I nod my head.
"As you can see, her right leg is broken. She has two broken ribs, which should heal moderately fast. The cuts and bruises we treated, so they should heal fast as well and none should get infected." He says.
"What about that?" Naomi asks, pointing to the gauze on Destiney's head. I don't think I want to know..
"Well she hit her head on something, we aren't sure what or how hard. But when she was brought in, it was bleeding like no other. She'll definitely have a scar." The doctor replies.
"Okay, but is she going to be alright?" Naomi almost shouts.
"I don't know. She could have possible brain damage, and there's the possibility of a coma. Or..she could.." He trails off. No, don't say it. Don't say what I think you're going to. "She could d-die."
My heart drops and I feel more tears. The love of my life is lying in front of me, only half alive, and there's nothing I can do about it.
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