One Direction Preferences.

6-He Figures Out Your Death.

Preference #6: He figures out your death.

Harry:

After a long day, he walked into the house; the smell of a home cooked dinner wasn't there. He was confused at the way he couldn't hear you singing to yourself. You were always home at this time, and if you weren't, he would know. He walked into the bedroom but it was empty. He sat on your side of the bed and read your small note he noticed sitting on your dresser. He held it close to his face to take in your perfume. He read it slowly, and tears fell down his soft, pale cheek. You couldn't take life anymore. You've been on edge, and he wasn't there to notice. You explained everything and how you jumped off the bridge. He set down the note and played with the hem of the duvet. He cried his heart out, but then he realized that you're actually gone. He believed that you killed yourself because of him. You could never come back because of him.

Louis:

You've been sick in the hospital for quite sometime now. Leukemia runs in your family, but you held hope on the thought you would never get it. He took a step into your room, but your body wasn't there. He looked around the hall, only wanting you. Becoming worried, his breaths uneven, tears down his face and sweat dripping off his nose. A doctor stopped him, "I'm sorry." That's all it took for him to scream and throw papers across the hall. He had gotten thrown out of the hospital by security. He knows that you passed in the most unpleasant way. Those two words could change everything.

Liam:

It was time! You were 8 months pregnant with your daughter, and today was the day you have birth. You pushed and screamed until you couldn't anymore. The doctors had overdosed your medicine on accident, and it was affecting you immediately. The doctors pulled you into another room, and they made you go under a c-section. Liam stood by you the whole time, wiping your tears, "I love you so much... Tell our daughter how much I love her," You managed to say. It wasn't long before you passed from the pain and overdose. Your daughter was born with a birth-defect, but she was a perfect image of you. He screamed your name, but the boys held him back. They've never seen him more hurt over the smallest accident.

Zayn:

Zayn was practicing for his tour with the boys. Paul brought him to the corner of the room and told him, "She's gone, Zayn... Car crash on the interstate and was killed on impact. Zayn, I'm so sorry," Paul said, his arms took Zayn into a hug, but Zayn walked away without hearing the rest of what he had to say. He couldn't do anything about it... You were already gone. Today was also the day that Zayn was going to ask your hand in marriage. Zayn walked out of the studio, knocking over everything in his way. The boys saw how he was walking out, and Niall quickly followed. "Zayn!" Niall screamed. Zayn didn't answer, he just kept on pushing things out of his way. "Mate, what's wrong?" Niall asked, catching up with him. "She's gone! That's what's wrong! She's gone, and she's dead!" Zayn screamed, tears spilling out of his eyes. Zayn fell to the floor, wiping his tears. Niall quickly fell to the floor too, holding Zayn close and comforting his best friend.

Niall:

You started a fire in the fireplace, and you went out to another room to get ready for tonight. You made a homemade dinner with a candlelight setting for Niall tonight. He was coming home from tour and was ecstatic to see you. You put on your eye shadow when you smelled something horrid. You stood up, but it was foggy. You opened the door to be overwhelmed in smoke. You couldn't get to the phone for help or to even say goodbye, so you fell with all the memories. The boys had dropped off Niall, but they all noticed the firemen. The house was no more, and you weren't in sight. Niall shot out of the car and into the once burning house. The firemen picked up Niall away from the house; he was screaming uncontrollably. You were gone, and he couldn't live without you.

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My friend said this made her cry. Lol.

In addition to that, -Going elementary again!- What is your favorite animal?

Of course, mine is crazy weird. It's an ostrich. I mean, I love them to death! They're so cute! But so dumb! And so perfect! Asdfghjkl!

Haha, yeah... Soooo, yeah. Oh! By the way, my mom said that when I turn 16, she'll adopt me an ostrich. haha, so comment your favorite animal and let me know why! Also, tell me whatcha liked about this preference! Goodbye my pretties!

-Abbster.xx