Chapter 22

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Isolated from the world made me a complete mess. I looked in the mirror. My hair, a rat's nest. My face, bags under my eyes.. Ew! My clothes haven't been changed in a few days. Gross!

I was a total mess. The door bell rang. Ugh. No visitors! It was Niall. No! Anyone but Niall. I pretended to not be home. I grabbed a pill bottle. Niall sang 'Back For You'. No. I needed to be in peace. I couldn't open the bottle. When I did, all the pills went all over.

I was sitting by the door when the pill bottle bursted open. I shoved as much pills in my mouth as I could and waited.

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Niall's POV

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I heard a small crash. A pill rolled from under the door. A pill! No. I ran down and ordered a key to that room because she was going to die. The guy gave me one. I opened the door. She was passed out. I called the police. I carried her bridal style down the elevator and an ambulance came. I rode in the back with her.

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Mel's POV

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Sirens pierced my ears. No. Someone found me. I wanted to die. 'Give Your Heart A Break' was sang to me by One Direction. They were with me in my hospital room? Why couldn't they leave me alone?

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An Hour And A Half Later

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I woke up. A headache. Pain. Aching. Couldn't they just let me die. Niall was in my hospital room. There was only allowed to be one visitor at a time now. Niall was crying. It's been a long time since I've seen him. I have been isolated from the world for 2 months.

"Why w-were you t-trying to k-kill yourself?" Niall asked.

"Niall.. You guys are making me choose and I can't. I love you all. I love you guys too much to let me ruin your lives. You guys were perfectly happy before I came into your lives. I messed it all up!" I explained.

Niall shivered. "You didn't mess up anything. We did. We can't make you choose. We just all loved you and wanted you to be ours.."

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