I had just gotten back to the hotel. I saw her get out of the car wearing.... My clothes? And shoes?
I ran out the door, with Liam and Louis, with huge smiles on our faces. I grabbed her, happily twirling her around, she laughed and I gently kissed her. That's probably the first time shes smiled in a while. We all ran inside. I showed her the room all the girls were staying in. We had 3 rooms altogether. One for the living room/kitchen, one for the boys, one for the girls.
We were all watching TV together. I layed down Далее to Niall wrapped in his arms. I picked up my phone checking for any new posts. Only about 1,000 new hate messages. Niall took my phone. He deleted my profile.
"Stop looking at them. Your just ruining your self-esteem Чтение the awful messages." he said, handing me my phone.
"I'm hungry." I said, looking up at Niall.
"Niall, does she eat as much as Ты do?" I heard Liam ask.
"Yes." he smiled proudly.
"Oh god. You're feeding her from now on"
"Liam! I'm not a dog! I can feed myself!" I said, hopping off the couch, and walking toward Liam, taking off his shoes and putting them on my feet. First, I threw Niall's shoes at Liam though. Then stomped over to the кухня grabbing a bag of potato chips and heading back to the couch.
"God Liam! Ты have such big feet!" I сказал(-а) laying down on вверх of my Nialler again.
"Don't be mean to my feet!" Liam complained.
I fed Niall a chip. He laughed a threw one at my face causing me to fall off the диван, мягкий уголок and then when I stood up, I fell again because of Liam's stupid shoes. I threw them at Liam, he caught both.
I glared at him.
"Now be nice, Al."
I fell asleep in his arms, being held close. I never wanted to leave. But things always happen. Things change. Sometimes good. Sometimes bad. No one was expecting him to get hurt. But it happened. And Ты just have to adapt. It's crazy. One минута having everything Ты ever need. Then it's like someone flicked the lights off and you're completely, utterly, alone. They were fooling around, the boys, at rehearsals. And he fell. Landed on his head on the concrete floor. Liam quickly called the ambulance, while Zayn called me. I got there just as the скорая помощь pulled Niall's unconcious body into the ambulance. I got in with the boys. No one was there to keep me company. They were there, but no one spoke. They were scared. Liam was holding back the tears. I just rested my head against Niall's arm and cried. We got to the hospital, Niall's head bleeding. They wouldn't let me in the room. I waited outside the room all night. Around 3 AM a nurse saw me.
"Excuse me? Are Ты okay?" She asked, making me look up.
I nodded. But my tear stained cheeks told her differently.
"Why are Ты out here?"
"My boyfriend is in there. They wouldn' let me in so I waited out here."
"Come on." she сказал(-а) opening the door.
"Niall." she whispered. He didn't move. "We have to wake him up anyways, he needs his medicine."
I walked in. I sat Далее to the hospital bed. I gently pushed his arm a bit. His eyes fluttered open.
"Oh hey. Are Ты here to give me my medicine?"
"Um, she is." I сказал(-а) pointing to the nurse.
"Oh, then who are you?" Niall asked.
My world came crashing down around me. He didn't remember me. I couldn't take it. I just stood up and walked out the door. I went through the waiting room out the door. I sat outside the hospital crying. I couldn't stand sitting still. I got up and walked around outside. A few hours later I walked back in. I saw the boys asleep in the waiting room chairs. I walked back up to Niall's room. The nurse was still talking to him. She was playing him music. Before The Worst by The Script was on. I sighed. He saw me. I heard him say, "Who's that?"
"She's the girl who waited outside of this room all night. She really loves you."
"Because she's your girlfriend."
"For how long?"
"Come here." I heard him saying to me.
I walked over to him.
"How long have we been together?"
"4 years, 6 months."
"Are the boys here?" he asked
"I'll go get them." the nurse said.
"You remember them?" I asked
"Do Ты remember Mullingar?"
"Remember 7th grade?"
He nods again.
"Do Ты remember your girlfriend in 7th grade?"
He nods for the third time.