Hey guys! Mari Margaret here! So we have a school delay today!! Yay! I hear thunder..I'm kinda scared..but I still have service so that's a plus. Anyways! Hope you enjoy this chapter and thank you for about 40 reads even though we started this like almost 2 days ago(-:
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••Recap•• "Miss Ackerson, you are free to go now. Are you her family?" She turned to the boys.
"We are now" Liam said and we all smiled.
••End Recap••
Liam. This Liam character is really sweet, I thought. We made our way towards a limo that was waiting for us. My head was pounding. I lifted my hand towards my head trying to soothe the pain, but stumbled and fell backwards. I prepared for impact, but I suddenly felt two muscular arms gently pick me up and carry me bridal style. Niall.
"Thank you," I whispered.
"Anything for you, your now family," Niall replied while carefully sitting me down on the carseat, and then buckled my seatbelt.
For the first time in the past few days, I felt safe and relaxed for a while. Niall sat beside me and soothingly rubbed circles in the palm of my hands.
We drove for a while and I a little red wagon on the side of the road.
**flashback**
"Mom! Can me and dad pweety pwease go ride the wagon around? Pweeelse!"
"Sure honey, just be careful and remember to stay on the sidewalk!"
I smiled as my dad opened the door. I was around 5 years old and my parents had bought me a red wagon for my 5th birthday. They felt bad because my cat died on the same day as my birthday, so they wanted to make my present special. My dad saved up all his extra money to buy me it. I appreciated it so much.
"Yayyyy!" I screamed as my dad wheeled the wagon all over the neighborhood.
We made it back to my house, and we put the wagon in the garage and my dad promised to take me riding in it every day I wanted to.
**end flashback**
The thought of my parents, once again, brought tears to my eyes. I finally lost it again. The warm fresh tears streamed down my face. Brandon. It was unfair. I-it what if it was my fault I didn't have it coming? I should've been to one shot, my parents are good people. T-they were my whole life. The key word is were. They were. They used to be. But now they are dead. Taken forever.
"Hannah, what's wrong?" Niall asked confused.
"Shush! Niall! It's her parents, don't question it!" Zayn whispered, but loudly enough so that I could hear.
"No, it's um..fine..I think I might get some rest if that's ok, clear my mind of everything," I replied aware that everyone had their eyes on me.
"G'night, Hannah, ill wake you up when we arrive at the hotel, we have a gig in Chicago tomarrow, hun," Niall's Irish accent calmed me, and I fell to sleep.
**2 hours later**
"Hannah! Wake up please, we are here!"
"Hannah, please wake up,"
"Hannah Banana! Don't you wanna see the hotel?"
I fluttered my eyes open I reveal five guys in heavy jackets and hats. One of the guys had blonde hair sneaking its way out of the hat. Niall.
"Um..hey..w-where are we?" I asked.
"Your at the Plaza Hotel!" Piped Louis.
He sure did have a cheerful attitude. It was nice, that someone stayed that positive.
Then I noticed the cameras outside of the hotel and the screaming, enormous crowd of girls jumping up to get a peak of the guys.
"Hannah! What are you doing! Lets go!" Niall shouted he was already running towards the back entrance.
"But my head," it truly did ache really badly.
"Here, ill carry you!"
He ran over and picked me up, bridal style again and rushed towards the entrance. We were soaked because it had been raining really hard. I looked like a mess. My hair was scattered in different places, my clothes were partly torn, and I didn't smell that pleasant, but who can blame me, I was stuck on a subway for almost 7 hours, and in the hospital for a couple of days.
"Um.niall..why are you still holding her?" Liam quizzed.
"Well, we have to get up the stairs right?!" He said pointing to the elevator that said it was broken or something.
"Well, ya.."
"Lets go then!"
"We don't have our keys yet," Harry interrupted.
Zayn walked over to the front desk and received the keys to our rooms. There were only five.
"But, there's only five.." I said.
"You can sleep in my bed, and I can sleep on the floor," Niall suggested. He looked at the other guys and they agreed.
"I couldnt, it's uncomfortable on the floor," I argued.
"No, Hannah it's fine, really," Niall argued back. This boy wasn't going to give up. I finally agreed.
"Fine, thank you so much!"
"Okay now lets fine our rooms," Louis shouted as he ran up the stairs.
Niall carefully carried me up the stairs to the 4th floor of the hotel.
"43.."
"44.."
"45..."
"46..!"
" Hannah were here! Now you can get some rest."
It turns out that all the boys are going to be on the same floor as me and Niall. Rest probably wouldn't last too long with all of the ruckus that five teenage boys can cause.
"Thank you, Niall, so much..for everything.. Brandon probably would've found me if it wasn't for you guys..I really appreciate it.." I thanked Niall as we entered the room. Niall was still carrying me.
"It's really no problem Hannah, I've never met anyone more kinder and beautiful as yourself. Your truly amazing,"
I was literally stunned by his words. He was so nice. Nice to me. Nice to everyone.
The room was huge for a hotel room. Walk in bathroom, with two sinks. Flat screen TV, balcony view and a queen sized bed. Niall started to arrange blankets and a couple of pillows on the floor, because it was about 11:00pm. I felt bad for him.
"Niall, if you, if you want to, you can..um..sleep in my bed..not like that! Just like beside me.."
"Haha! I know what you meant don't worry. And I think I might have to take you up on that offer,"
He climbed into the bed and wrapped his arms around my shoulder.
"Goodnight Hannah, sweet dreams,"
"Night, Niall,"
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