The room fell silent. I looked at the 3 gorgeous boys who had a worried look on their faces. Liam and Louis' similar but Niall's face expression was different. Niall. Niall looked looked broken. More doctors came in the room, grabbing my hospital bed and started wheeling it towards the door, "We need to do this surgery now!"
I was worried. "We'll be here when you get back! No matter how ling it takes!" Liam said, screaming as they took me away.
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After Surgery
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Ugh. Pain. I awoke, now in my hospital room. I only had a bra on along with my jeans that I had on before, with a blanket up to my neck. I awoke and was dizzy. I didn't look around, too afraid that if I did, I'd feel much pain. "Liam?... Louis?... Niall?" I spoke, questioning if they were still here.
"Yes, love?" Liam peeked over, looking down at me.
"I-is the surgery o-over?" I guess him looking down at me directly above me made me stutter.
"Yes. Dr. Flinger said you shouldn't move much when you first wake up. So try not to sit up." Liam spoke. I nodded, understanding.
"What time is it? How long was I in there for surgery?" I asked.
A different voice spoke now, not Liam's, not Louis's, not Niall's, and none of the doctors that had been helping me. "It's 3:52! I don't know exactly how long you were in there but let me tell you it was a loooong time!" He spoke in a British accent.
I tilted my head up. Harry Styles? Today is a crazy day. "Oh. Um. Can someone go in my purse and get me my pho-"
Niall handed it to me before I could finish. That was fast. Almost too fast, but I didn't say anything. Instead I checked my phone. I pulled up Twitter and posted: @sophiecat OMG I just got out of surgery! Do you know who's in my room?
A few seconds after I posted, Sophie walked in on crutches and a boot and said, looking at her phone. "I see that! And yeah isn't it crazy?!" She obviously just got my tweet.
Zayn walked in behind her carrying a huge plate with food piled high. "We got food for you! I don't think you can eat this all but she seemed to insist you ate a lot!"
Thanks Soph. They're going to think I'm a pig! "Thanks!" I glared at Sophie.
Liam and Harry helped me sit up to the tray beside my hospital bed. I started to chow down. Niall came and sat on my hospital bed, next to me. I looked at him, slightly confused.
"Can I have a bite?" Niall asked.
"um. Sure?" I said. Niall smile. My phone buzzed and we both jumped.
FROM: SOPHIE
OMG it looks like he's flirting with you! That's adorable.
I looked up at her and texted back.
TO: SOPHIE
Hahah. Yeah right he's a worldwide pop star. Why would he flirt with a girl that broke one of her ribs and being forced to stay here by Liam?
Sophie glared at me when she got the text. I ignored her and continued eating with Niall. Dr. Wishrel walked and and said, "You have to stay here, in the hospital, for 3 weeks AT LEAST.. We cannot let you out until your ribcage has started to heal. You can have visitors but 3 at most!" she glared at them. Dr. Wishrel then left with no more words.
"Then we're staying here and checking up on you for 3 weeks or more." Liam said, confirming.
"No. No no no no. Liam, it's okay. You guys can leave. I'll be fine. Besides, you need to go to all of your interviews, signings, meet-and-greets, concerts, and so on."
"Yes. We'll try and make it to some. But one of us will always be here! We already cancelled some of the events, so don't try and change my mind." Liam spoke.
"Fine. I guess." I said with a sigh. I felt like I was holding them from their careers.
