Chapter Three

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Claire’s POV

“Is she going to be alright??” I could recognise Niall’s tender Irish voice, but I knew he was stressed, but why? We didn’t even know each other.

The rush of the gurney was giving me the chills.

“Minor injuries, however we have to have to scan her brain for any damage,” a plump nurse replied, “Now Mr Horan, please promptly make your way to the waiting area please.”

My eyes slowly shut into small crescents, then darkness.

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I started fluttering my eyes open, wondering where the hell I am. Looking around the boring hospital room I notice a few dull sun faded paintings but two things catch my eye. First, bunches of flower bouquets making my eyes dance with the different fresh colours. Second, something I could only dream. Seeing The Niall Horan sleeping peacefully on a cushioned chair, draped with a blanket across his relaxed body. His hair is ruffled making his brown and blonde hair blend messily.

The sudden ache in my head makes me groan, I quickly look up to see if i have woken up Niall. I did. He looks so tired, like he hasn’t slept in years.

“Oh hey love,” Niall says in a very sexy morning voice as he stretched his toned arms.

“Uh hi? Not being rude at all, but why are you here? Shouldn’t you be in London? What happened?” A billion questions came to my head making my head ache more. 

“Woah, slow down love, you need to rest,” he declares while walking over to my bedside and brushing my bangs out of my face.

I feel my cheeks burn to a light pink. My eyes lock tightly to his.

Silence for a few moments but it wasn’t an awkward silence. It was nice to have his presence there. His blue eyes were such a vibrant blue they were mesmerising. His cheeky smile peeked his white locked braces, so adorable.

“Why are you here?” I ask breaking the silence.

“When i saw you in elevator…I uh…well to be honest, when you fell I wanted to save you. so you wouldn’t get hurt. You were adorable when you were checking yourself in the mirror by the way.”

i felt a smile creep across my face, in embarrassment that he saw me check myself out and it sounded like he cared about me, a lot.

“Thank you Niall, I really appreciate it. I lean over and give him a hug, hoping he would embrace me to.

Our tight embrace lasted for a while, interrupted by a fair skinned nurse rushing in.

She checked some monitors above my bed then scribbling something on her clipboard and nodded slightly to Niall.

I looked directly into his eyes, which had become dull.

“Niall, what happened to me?”

He looked around the bare room, like he was looking for the words on the walls.

“Some crazed fans saw us, and stumbled into you. You have a slight concussion, but you were a wee trooper. They gave you some of that wacky gas, when they ugh put in the stitches. You were quite silly.” Niall chuckled playfully.

I felt the top of my forehead, tracing my fingers over stitches. Each individual stitch was neatly threaded.

Niall turned, facing his back to me. Giving a deep sign, then turning back to me.

“Niall it’s okay, it’s just a cut.”

He stared at me intently with his dull blue eyes.

“I know, it’s just that i didn’t want to see you get hurt,” Niall bluntly said.

I stared straight. Trying to search for words, nothing came out.

“Niall, I ….”

Ring, Ring, Ring

I fumble on my side table looking for my vibrating phone.

I check the caller ID, Andy <3

I sigh out loud

“Should i leave?” Niall suggested.

I nodded, Niall swiftly made his way out the door. His hand pushed through his hair looking worried. I picked up the call, putting it on speaker because my hand was bandaged.

“Where are you? I waited at the airport for an hour! Andrew angrily shouted.

“I…I ugh. Just let me explain when I get back. Okay?”

 I rolled my eyes as he just shouted at me more. Telling me that I was selfish and stupid. He had already hurt me too much for me to give a shit. But I had to be with him.

Andrew POV

I wasn’t actually at the airport. Her mum called me up to check. I was just at home watching tv, throwing back a couple beers. Just a couple.

“Niall Horan was seen with a mystery girl going into the Los Angeles hospital. No details have been released yet about the girl state nor their connection.” An E! Reporter stated.

 I noticed the dark hair anywhere. Claire. But why was she with a pussy One direction douche.

I weaved my hand through the empty bottles and picked up my phone and called her.

Niall’s POV

All I could hear was shouting then Claire defending herself. I clenched my fist, wanting to go in there and help her out.

“Where are you….” the muffled phone voice shouted.

Whoever this guy was, he is such a jerk. Claire is clearly hurt, she doesn't need some jerk shouting at her. I should go in there, shouldn't I? The voices started to diminish. I knocked carefully on the door just to make sure they had finished.

“Okay, I love you, Bye.” Claire said as she slowly placed her phone on the plastic table.

Claire was playing with the silky ends of her cocoa coloured hair, staring into the small spaces. I winced as those words left her mouth. She had a boyfriend, how could I be so stupid. She was so pretty, adorable funny. I just act awkward…I could never have her.

 “So you have a boyfriend?” I can’t believe i just asked that. Stupid. Stupid

“It’s complicated.” She awkwardly chuckled.

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