Chapter 11

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While sitting in the hospital, I thought over my life. How it had changed once Alice left it. I was amazed at how fast we'd been able to reconnect, but I knew the true basis of our relationship was missing. I'd never be able to revive what we had before, but I was willing to try.

I now realized, sitting in the uncomfortable hospital chairs, that I was sick of it. Sick of my life, the person I'd become. Sure, I was no bully, but I wasn't happy as Mr. Popular. Having all the added pressure on me to be perfect, for the football team, for Eleanor, for all my 'friends'. Other than the four boys, and the girls, along with a handful of my footba teammates, I couldn't name a single person who always talked to me, or sat next to me.

I'd become arrogant. I became so big headed that I hadn't even realized that I'd missed everything in Alice. I realized I didn't like being in big crowds, I preferred my small group of real friends, and though i enjoyed the game, I didn't like being the most depended on player during football season.

Fame, and fortune. Those things sickened me to think about me as I think of how popularity had changed me entirely from the twelve year old boy singing with Alice in our backyards. Hell, I even changed the way I dressed, even teaching myself to tweak my accent on some words.

I missed the simplicity that came with being a small child. I wished I could cuddle up in my parents arms, and they'd tell me Alice had only fallen out of a tree and was getting a cast. Not out in a medical coma.

They were positive shed wake in a day or maybe even a few hours, so I was semi-calmed. Harry never left my side. He truly was my best friend, and in glad he'd stayed with me the whole time.

The others were better then me, just jittery and anxious. Though Maliya looked exhausted, none of then were breaking down because the worst damage done was a broken leg, and a few cuts and scratches.

I'd thought I'd be in such a state right now that I would be sobbing and going mad, but I was surprisingly calm. Though sometimes I'd involuntarily shudder at the memory of seeing the crash, I hadn't cried, my eyes were dry and all I could do was stare at the blank walls and imagine what would happen when she woke up.

I had imagined several scenarios, one where she'd wake up, and pull me to her, kissing me and telling me there was no one else, that she loved me and only me. No Liam, just me and Alice.

Another was that she'd wake up, and look me in the eyes. She'd push me away with a look of disgust, and tell me she could never love me. That I was selfish, and horrible, that I didn't deserve love. She'd tell me that she never loved me, that Liam was the only one shed ever love, that I was a waste of time.

That was what I was afraid of. Rejection. That's why I almost regret kissing her, I'd never take it back because then only God knows when my real feelings would have one out. But I wouldn't be able to handle that, a look of disgust in those beautiful green eyes, to hear her say she didn't love me, that's what haunted me. I knew if she truly loved Liam, I would brave it with a smile, but if she just didn't want me, I don't know what I'd do.

I sighed, running a hand through my feathery hair, the quiff had long ago fallen. As soon as she woke up, she'd want to talk about it, she'd tell me her true feelings. I knew her well enough to sense she'd want to resolve the issue immediately, occupying a hospital bed, or a coffin.

A nurse walked through the doors, looking me directly in the eyes.

"She's awake and she's asking for you," I stood shakily and Liam also stood, "only, him." The nurse set a hand on Liam's chest as he moved towards the doors. He sat down, and sent me a reassuring smile as I followed the nurse.

It was time. To find out how she really felt about me, and what would become of us.

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A/n:

Honestly, I'm getting tired of making Authors notes if no one cares to comment or anything :(

Well... Maybe I can provoke a comment from you ?

1.) How do you feel about the Haylor drama ?

2.) What bromances do you ship?

3.) What would you like to see in the rest of the book ?

PLEASE ANSWER THESE FOR FUN, AND BECAUSE I WANT TO INTERACT WITH MY READERS MORE.. Okay ? Alright :)

~MUCH LOVE, YO~

-MADDIE ✌

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