Distorted (A Niall Horan Story)
Prologue
She crossed her arms in her chest. The wind chilled her body through the bone, although she is wearing a long sleeve coat. She has been thinking how deep the River Thames is. Does it even matter how deep or how cold? She doesn’t care anymore; she can’t continue living like this. It is just too hard for her to handle. She once lost everything but her soul, but now half part of her was gone. What else does she have?
Tears flow through her cheek, but she doesn’t seem to care. River Thames gave her so much memory about him. His smile is a lot more beautiful than the river on the evening. Every dripped of her tear remains each fragment of her memories. Her heart was broken, as if it can’t be break anymore. Slowly she closed her eyes as she threw a small piece of paper to the ground and let her body fall to the cold river.
The wind blows the small paper and let it fall to the road near the River Thames, with black inked pen, was written there, “I love you.”
Tears flow through her cheek, but she doesn’t seem to care. River Thames gave her so much memory about him. His smile is a lot more beautiful than the river on the evening. Every dripped of her tear remains each fragment of her memories. Her heart was broken, as if it can’t be break anymore. Slowly she closed her eyes as she threw a small piece of paper to the ground and let her body fall to the cold river.
The wind blows the small paper and let it fall to the road near the River Thames, with black inked pen, was written there, “I love you.”
Notes
Okay, I'm so nervous! Honestly, this is the first time I wrote a fanfic. Hopefully, from this prologue it is interesting enough for you to continue.And, sorry for grammar errors.
6/25/13