My Twin Niall Horan *being edited*

Chapter 8

I stare at the reflection almost not recognising myself, my eyes sunken back and the dark circles underneath, my skin grey and rough, no colour to it or meat to my bones, making them frail and skinny.

I grew frustrated, finding a small amount of adrenaline left in me I punched the mirror, I wince pulling my hand back noticing a shard of glass stuck in my hand, I struggled to make my way to the door let alone making it down the hallway, as I came to the stairs my vision started to blur what I thought was a stair wasn't making me tumble down the stairs hitting my head hard.

"Jaz" I heard being yelled before I passed out.

All I remember when I woke up was the horrible pain I felt after hitting the floor, the sounds of the machines pierced my ears, I went to cover them but groaned as a pain ripped through my hand.

I did my best to try and block out the noise but failed as the door was slammed open, I opened my eyes to see Niall standing there.