Unbroken

Chapter 6:

No one has ever known what happened to me in the past. I always tried to keep it a secret. I didn't want people worrying about me. Ever since that accident, I haven't spoke of it. I didn't want to be reminded of my past.

Niall just was starring at me. I just starred out the window.  I started to get these pains in my stomach. Like a knife jabbing in my abdomen. I bent over in pain. 

Niall's point of view:

Chloe looked really sick. She suddenly bent over. I started to get really worried. I know I only met her but I really cared about her. I just kept starring at her. She was clearly getting worse and worse. 

"Niall," her voice was quiet.

"Yes, love?"

"I really don't feel good," She grabbed her stomach.

"What do you need, I'll get you anything." 

"Do you have Advil by any chance?" 

She must have really been in pain.

"Yes, at my flat we will be there soon." I smiled at her trying to make her feel a little more comfortable.

We arrived at my flat shortly. I ran over to her car side and opened the door. I grabbed her hands and helped her out. I supported her whole body to make sure she could stand. Her steps were short and weak. 

I was worried for her. 

Chloe's point of view:

Niall started walking me in. He practically held me up. He opened the door to his flat and walked in with me. I suddenly dropped to the ground. I just couldn't walk anymore. Niall turned around to see me on the cold, hard floor. 

He quickly picked me up, and carried me to his room. His room smelled just like his cologne. That perfect smell that I loved. It soothed me. He lowered me into his bed. And pulled the covers over me. And kissed my forehead. 

He turned on the t.v, and shut off the lights and walked out of the room.

He brought up some Advil and a water bottle and gave it to me, which I took.

I slowly felt my eyes shutting. And I finally just wanted to sleep.

I woke up the next morning feeling much better. There was a shirt at the end of the bed.. I assumed it was for me so I put it on, and made my way downstairs. I look over to see the beautiful blonde boy watching tv.

The smell of coffee filled my noise as I made my way over to the kitchen.

"Morning," my voice was low.

"How ya sleep?" His voice was raspy.

"Good, I feel much better," I smiled at him and his eyes brightened.

"Good! Whatcha want to eat?" 

"Uhh coffees good right now, maybe some toast," He swiftly got up and made his way over to me. He kissed my temple and started to pour coffee into a cup.

He took out the milk and sugar and placed it on the table. And took the toaster out and placed two pieces of toast into it. And placed a plate next to my coffee.

I sipped on the coffee. The beep from the toaster scared me. He took out of the toast and placed them on the plate and got out butter and jam.  

I buttered my toast and finished my coffee. Niall was sitting on the couch watching t.v again.

I walked over and sat next to him. He smiled at me.

His smiles are just memorizing. It took my breath away.