when i can, because school and homework don’t give me time.
but i need to update one last chapter and im done with the story, and maybe i’ll start writing the new one i was talking about or wait till summer to start writing it :)
Recap:
“Justin, I’m sorry bro.” He apologized.
“Zayn, you’re not sorry. You did enough, you’re not sorry. You don’t regret it.”
Story:
“But I do, I truly do…” he mumbled, “I wasn’t thinking straight. I’m really really sorry.”
“I don’t know Zayn…”
*Carson’s POV*
“What did he said?” I laid down next to Justin.
“Nothing…” he smiled and pulled me close.
“Will you ever forgive him…?” I asked.
“I don’t know about that…”
*5 years later*
It has been 5 years since the incident.
Justin forgave Zayn. Everything has changed.
We all graduated from university.
Zayn still lives in LA, while Justin & I live in Canada.
Justin is a detective, and I’m an advertiser. We hardly see each other, but we’re happy together. And I’m three months pregnant with his child.
I walked out of the office, Justin and I had a date tonight. I was happy I was finally going to spend some time with him.
I took out my keys from my purse, as I was opening my car someone covered my mouth, I wasn’t able to scream. The person dragged me inside a van that was near by, and threw me inside making me fall on my belly. I slowly sat up, my belly was hurting. I looked up and saw James!?
“What are you doing!?” I yelled.
“I wanted to see you.” He pulled my hair, “You have no idea how bad I wanted to do this.”
“James, let me go…” I shuddered.
“I will, but not now my love.” He smirked.
“What are you trying to do?”
“I wanna tell you the truth, about everything.” He kissed my neck.
I pushed him off, “What the fuck are you doing!?”
“You don’t want me to kill your little boyfriend, do you!?”
“What the fuck is wrong with you!?” I slapped him.
He pushed me hard on the van floor. My belly was hurting even more, I could hardly breath.
“I know you’re pregnant, and I could care less if you lose that child.” He fumed, “I’ve been in love with you! Why didn’t you ever noticed that? Huh?!”
I shut my eyes tight.
“Zayn loved you too… but I always loved you more than him and Justin ever did.” He blurted, “And guess what!? Zayn never wanted to hurt you, I made him hurt you and Justin so you could feel the pain I felt because you never paid attention to me. I threatened Zayn.”
“You could’ve told me instead of fucking hurting me, I hate you!” I cried.
He punched me across the face, “Shut up!”
He sat on the passengers seat and drove away.
I was laying on the floor, I was in tears. I rubbed my stomach, I pray everything will be alright.
James dragged me out of the car and threw me on the floor. He kicked me leaving me without breath.
“You better be careful…” he whispered before getting back on his van and driving away.
I couldn’t sat up. The streets were dark and cold.
Why is this happening!? Why now!?
I didn’t even have my phone.
I tried to stand up, and I finally succeeded. I started to walk, following the lights on the streets.
I wasn’t far from home…
I kept walking until I arrived home.
I slowly opened the door, Justin was on the couch watching TV.
“Where the fuck were you!?” He yelled.
I started to cry and fell on my knees.
“Carson…” he walked towards me. He picked me up and slowly sat me on the couch.
“What happened to you?” He mumbled.
I couldn’t stop crying, he pulled me on his arms and hugged me tight, “baby, what happened?”
Before I could say something, I fell on the ground…
*Justin’s POV*
“Carson!”
She fainted.
I quickly carried her up and walked outside to my car.
I drove to the hospital.
“Is she alright!?” I ran to the doctor.
“She’s totally fine.” He answered, “Can you please take a seat?”
I did as I was told, he sat next to me.
“Look Justin, Carson is totally fine. She’s got a couple of bruises, that’s all. But…”
“But what!?” I jumped out of my seat. I was frustrated.
“Please take this slowly… I’m afraid she lost her baby.”
“What!?” I yelled, “No! This isn’t true! You’re lying!”
“Please calm down.” He comforted.
“How can I stay calm when you just finished telling me she lost my child!?” I cried.
I sat back on my seat with my head in my hands, tears were streaming down my face.
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before I go to sleep, I was thinking of writing another fanfic after I finish writing fall. I already have an idea of what the story is going to be about!
who should I write it about? Justin, Zayn, Harry, Niall, Liam, or Louis?
and should they in the band? a solo artist? or a normal person?
message me guys! I need help! Thanks, goodnight :-))))
Maybe tomorrow, if I don’t get homework :) xx
Recap:
*Zayn’s POV*
“You almost killed your brother, Zayn.” My mom cried.
“I’m sorry mom…” I said, “how is he?”
“He’s in coma, Zayn.”
Story:
I was a bit upset with myself, not gonna lie, I was really upset.
“I’m really sorry…” I apologized once again.
“Tell that to him.”
My mom left.
I had to stay here for a while…
*Days Later*
*Carson’s POV*
Justin was out of the hospital but he had to stay in bed.
I was gonna stay living with him until we graduated…
“I’m gonna go visit Zayn…” I put on my sweater.
“Why?” He asked.
“I need to talk to him.” I smiled, “Don’t worry about it…”
“I’ll try not to.” He sighed.
I felt weird walking to jail…
I waited for Zayn until they brought him. I felt sad seeing him here, but I guess he deserves it.
“Hey.” He sat across from me, “I missed you…”
“Hey…” I replied, “when are you getting out of here?”
“Until someone pays the bail.” He played with his fingers, “anyways, I’m really sorry about everything… I fucked up so bad. And I hope we can be together, again…”
“Zayn, I still don’t know if I should forgive you… but you need to apologize to Justin. And, I don’t think we can be together ever again… I love Justin, ok Zayn.”
He just shook his head, “I really love you… and yes, I played with you… and I really regret it… I regret hurting you and fucking everything up things between us… and I hope someday you can forgive me.”
I just looked at him, I didn’t have words to say at all…
The time was up. I had to leave already.
“I’ll see you soon…” he hugged my and kissed my head.
I just shook my head and walked away.
I went back home, once I got there I found Justin sleeping. I smiled and laid down next to him.
*Next Day*
I woke up, Justin was still sleeping.
I walked downstairs to find Zayn on the living room… what!?
“Wh- what are you doing here!?”
“Someone paid my bail…”
“Who!?”
“I have no idea.” He smiled, “hey, don’t worry about it. Lets make breakfast.”
He made his way to the kitchen, I followed him.
He helped me make pancakes and smoothies.
Justin finally walked downstairs, but once he saw Zayn he walked back up.
I ran up to him.
“Justin, where are you going?” I asked, “we made breakfast.”
“What is he doing here, Carson!?”
“Someone paid his bail, don’t worry about it.” I replied, “Lets go eat breakfast babe.” I smiled.
“I don’t want to see him…”
“Then do you want me to bring you breakfast upstairs?”
“Yes, please.” He smiled and kissed me.
I tried not to touch his chest or I would hurt him. I smiled and walked back to the kitchen.
“Hey, what’s wrong with him?” Zayn asked.
“He just doesn’t want to see you…” I placed Justin’s pancakes in a plate.
“I should really talk to him then.”
“Talk to him later, ok?”
“Fine?”
I walked upstairs with Justin’s breakfast. I placed it on the nightstand and sat besides him.
“Does your chest hurt?” I asked.
“Just a little…”
“Ok, I’m gonna go downstairs.”
“No, stay with me… please…”
I smiled, “ok.”
He smiled back and held my hand, “I love you…”
“I love you too.”
After helping Justin eat his breakfast, I walked downstairs to wash the dishes. Zayn was still in the kitchen.
“Can I go talk to him now?” He asked.
“Uh… yeah, if you want…”
“Ok…” he walked upstairs.
*Justin’s POV*
I laid down in my bed watching TV.
I really wanted go back to school and play basketball but I’m afraid i won’t be able to play.
I flipped through the channels, there was really nothing to watch.
The door opened, Zayn stood there.
“He-“
“Can you get our of my room please? thanks.” I said.
“Chill. I just came to talk.”
“Well, I don’t want to listen to what you have to say. You may leave.”
“Justin, I’m sorry bro.” He apologized.
“Zayn, you’re not sorry. You did enough, you’re not sorry. You don’t regret it.”
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Recap:
*Zayn’s POV*
“Isn’t that Justin’s car?” James asked looking at a car that was parked by the road.
“Shit!” We both ran back to the cabin.
Story:
Justin and Carson were both running to his car.
“Dude! Zayn get in the van!” James hurried to get on the drivers seat.
We followed Justin’s car.
“Zayn get the guns ready.” James said.
“What!? Are you crazy!?”
“Zayn! Get the fucking guns!”
I did as I was told. He probably doesn’t know what he’s doing.
“How are you gonna stop them!?” I asked.
“There has to be a closed road.”
“I regret this…” I mumbled.
“No you don’t. You can’t never regret a deal when you already made it.”
*Justin’s POV*
“Fuck! The car is out of gas!” I yelled as the car slowly slowed down.
“What!? Justin! Do something! They’re right behind us!”
“Call the police! Hurry!” I got off the car.
“Where is she!?” James approached me.
“She’s in the car.” I responded, “But you’re not gonna take her.”
“Fine, I won’t.” He walked back to his car, “Zayn!”
Zayn had a gun on his hand pointing it in my direction.
“Justin, just fucking listen to him!” Zayn yelled.
“No, I’m not gonna listen to any of you.”
“Don’t make me do this…”
*Carson’s POV*
Once I put the phone down I heard shots, what’s going on!?
I got off the car to see Justin laying on the floor, covered in blood…
Zayn and James quickly drove away.
I ran to Justin, he was barely breathing.
“Justin…” I cried.
“I love you Carson.” He whispered.
“I love you too… don’t leave me…”
“I won’t, I can’t leave you…”
His eyes slowly closed.
“Justin, wake up!” I shook him.
He didn’t wake up… he wasn’t breathing, or moving… but his heart was still beating.
The police and ambulance finally arrived. They quickly rushed Justin to the hospital.
“Justin Bieber?” The doctor came.
“I’m his girlfriend.” I responded.
“Justin is in coma… he got shot three times on the chest, we got the bullets out as quick as possible.” he explained, “He might lose his memory, he’s unconscious at the moment. He won’t wake up, until a few days or weeks.”
I felt a tear roll down my cheek.
“Don’t worry, we’re gonna take good care of him.” The doctor smiled.
“When can I see him?” I asked.
“Not now, but I’ll make sure the nurses tell you when you can finally see him.”
•Next Day•
“Where’s my son!?”
I got woken up by Pattie shaking me.
“He’s alright, but we can’t see him right now. Please calm down.” I said trying to comfort her.
“How can I calm down Carson!?” She yelled, “My son was about to die.”
“Come on, lets go get some tea.” I wrapped my arm around her.
We sat at a table. She was still crying a bit.
“So what happened!?” She asked.
I was afraid to tell her what happened, but she had to know.
“Well, Zayn kidnapped me…” I looked down.
“What!?” She was frustrated, “You are lying.”
“I’m sorry but I’m telling the truth. Justin and I were gonna run away, we couldn’t be together because Zayn won’t break up with me… Zayn warned us about killing us if we ever talked… I don’t know what’s wrong with him.”
“This is hard to believe.”
“I love Justin, Pattie. I love him very much.”
“I know you do.” She held my hand from across the table.
“My dad died in a car accident a few days ago by the way…”
“I’m so sorry.”
“No, don’t be. He wanted me away from Justin and Zayn… I don’t know why…”
“It’s alright…” she smiled, “and Zayn?”
“The police are still looking for him and his friend.” I sighed.
•Days Later•
“Carson, the police just found Zayn.” Pattie ran up to me.
“Oh… um…” I didn’t know what to say.
“I gotta go see what’s going to happen with him…” she almost cried.
I shook my head, “ok.”
After a few hours, the doctors finally let me see Justin.
I slowly walked into the room, I felt like crying once I saw him.
“Justin…” I sat next to him.
“Why am I here?” He mumbled.
“Don’t worry about that…” I smiled, “How are you feeling?”
“Uncomfortable.” He confessed.
I just nodded, “I’m glad you’re ok.”
He smiled and held my hand, “I missed you.”
“I missed you too.” I kissed his head, “do you remember what has happened this couple of weeks?”
“Not really… I only remember trying running away with you.” He kissed my hand.
*Zayn’s POV*
“You almost killed your brother, Zayn.” My mom cried.
“I’m sorry mom…” I said, “how is he?”
“He’s in coma, Zayn.”
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omg that’s so sweet! thank you so much! I love you :) xx
