Trembling
Trembling
Its a cold spring day, the sky gray and the wind harsh. I walk with my scarf wrapped around my neck and my hands stuffed into my wool jacket. I had been so excited to fly out to London, it had been my dream since I had first discovered my favorite musicans. I think back on all the wonderful memories and I'm glad I enjoyed them. But the past six months had been hectic and I wish I could got back to the time when I would wake up and wair for them to say hello through a tweet. Even though today I would finally meet them I wish I wasn't allowed. People from twitter had finally been able to meet their idols and some were thrilled at the idea and there were others like me who wished we weren't allowed to meet them. I shake my head as if to shake off the images and the memories and sigh loudly.
I keep walking, the day seemed empty almost too barren. The only sounds where the ones my shoes and my breath made. I scanned my surrounding and even the flowers seemed to be sleeping. I walk faster trying to get over with, six months ago I would have been giggling and squealing at the thought of my visit, but today I'm dreading the moment of truth. I made it in the front of the gate, the guard looks at me and he points me the right way. The gravel crunches under my feet and breaths are coming in faster and shallow. My hands start trembling and my heart seems to beat faster.
I stop as I see my destination. I closed my eyes and try to steady my emotions, my heart and my breath. 'Dear God' I choke out and I open my eyes and walk forward. I look at them in amazement. They are here, in front of me, finally after so many months of waiting. My chest erupts into quiet sobs and the tears fall openly, they flow out me without restriction and I fall on my knees and I cry. The boys I have fallen in love with are in front of me and I can't control myself. My sobs turned into desperate cries and I weeped. 'Please... Not like this' I plead, my body trembles and I fist my hands into the soil and looked up into the sky. I can almost see their smiles. Harry looks at me, while Louis makes a funny face as if to fix me, as if to stop my tears from falling but that only makes me weep harder. Liam looks concerned a deep look in his eye, while Zayn had the most serene look on his face as if to almost understand my pain, and then there's Niall. God Bless him, he looks at me with tears falling down his own milky white skin. 'Dont cry' his voice says into the wind and I cover my mouth, my heart exploding. This was to much. The boys seemed to become worried of Niall as he points at me, his eyes glistening. All the boys turn to look at me and gasps fall from their lips. Harry looks worried and extends his hand out, as I reached for it. My hand finds no other flesh, and I fall face first and i cry again, this time I crawled up to Zay and I hug him... Or where he now lays.. In his tomb stone.
Six months ago the boys had been in a fatal accident and had all passed away. My dreams of meeting them fell to the only option and that was to meet them where they now rest. I move on to Liam's tomb stone and cry my heart out and then I hear gasps and then I feel bodies next to me. I looked up and met the eyes of other girls like me. They, like me hurt. I never had envisioned such tragedy, the death of the boys shook the world. Millions of girls lost their salvation. Millions of girls lost their inspirations. Millions of girls lost their reason to be. And as I sob my heart out and as I trembled, five angles looked down from heaven and cry along with the millions of girls who lost the five that they loved the most.
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