Andy's POV
It's been almost a week since I got back from the hospital. My bruises and scratches are almost gone, and my ribs are getting better, and same with my arm. My hips been better for a while now though, so there's no reason for it to be hurting!
For the past week, Niall has been avoiding me. Most girls would be like 'Ugh! What a douche! He can't just not talk to me like that!', But I'm just like, 'Good. Stay Away From Me.'
Yeah, I'm not like normal people.... But, Harry has been here helping me through everything with Amber, and I can't help noticing a bit of chemistry going on there.
For example, yesterday, I asked Harry to pass me the television control, and him and Amber reached for it at the same time, their hands brushed, then they both started blushing extremely before pulling away, and making me get the remote myself.
If that means nothing, I have no clue what meaning something is.
"Niall, give her some more time, she's still healing." Harry says from in the hallway outside me room.
Oh dear god, Niall's out there...
"Harry, I love her, I can't just stand here and watch her suffer without me there to help her."
Awe, how swe-No. He's a cheating ass-whole. Not sweet.
Oh my gosh, I can hear his footsteps coming closer.
'What do I do?!?!' I ask myself.
Just pretend I'm sleeping! That's good. Yep, just lay down, get some snores in there.
I hear my door open, and I cuddle with my pillow, my eyes closed, light snores coming out of my mouth.
"Oh, you're asleep" I hear Niall's voice whisper from near my bed.
Suddenly I feel his lips pressed against my cheek. Making me crave more.
Niall's kisses make me feel like flying, but sadly, I guess mine meant nothing to him, considering minutes after he told me he loved me he swapped saliva with some slut.
To say I miss him, is an understatement. Just because I'm extremely mad at him, doesn't mean I don't love him anymore.
"Andy, I love you so much and miss you. I really wanna talk when you decide to stop fake sleeping" He says.
Awee- Wait, did he just say fake sleeping?!?! Shooot, he knows I'm faking.
I open one eye to see Niall guiltily smiling at me.
"How did you know?" I ask. Now I feel guilty.
"You stopped breathing when I kissed you on the cheek" He responds.
Did I really? That's a wee bit embarrassing...
"Andy, I'm really sorry, If you'll please let me exp-" Niall starts
"Explain what?!?" I spat at him, cutting him off. "Explain how you lied to me, went and made out with some girl, right after telling me you loved me?"
"Andy, that's not what happened" He says, looking sad.
"How in hell can you expect me to forgive you for that?!?! How am I supposed to know this wasn't a joke to you, how am I supposed to know whats true or not?!!" I yell, tears streaming down my cheeks.
Niall reaches to wipe them away. "Don't touch me!" I yell, swatting him away.
"Please, please, let me explain!" Niall begs, getting down on his knee.
"You've got 3 minutes" I say, wiping away my tears.
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After Niall explaining everything, which may I add, took way more than the two minutes I gave him, we are talking things through.
"Do you forgive me yet?" Niall asks, pleadingly.
"I don't know." I say; honestly.
I don't know if I should trust it or not.
I don't know if he's lying or telling the truth.
"Andy, I would do anything to get you back, I miss you way too much and my heart hurts, knowing you're mad at me." Niall says, a few tears escaping his amazing blue eyes.
"Niall, I love you and really missed you. Believe me. But..... I don't know how to tell if I can believe you.
"Andy, I will get you back. I swear. At the moment, I don't know how, or when. But trust me. I will." Niall says, smiling before walking out of my room.
Well.... That was quite the conversation...
*Next Day*
Niall's POV
So, I've been trying to think of something to do to win Andy back....... But so far I've come up with Nada, nothing, rien, niks, whatever language you want, I still have nothing.
But, I've got a plan, I will talk to the boys!
I call all the boys to the studio upstairs for a *Niall and the Potatoes* Meeting.
Wanna know who came up with the name? *Cough* Me *Cough Cough*
"So!" I say, starting off the meeting. "I'm sure you're all wondering why I've gat-"
"Niall, cut to the chase. I'm meeting El in a half hour." Louis says, cutting me off.
"Well I need help getting Andy back. I need to prove to her that I'm a good boyfriend." I say.
"Well, I've already got an amazing idea..." Harry says.
And boy, this was a good idea!
Sorry this wasn't too long guise. I just really wanted to get an update out there. It should be updated on like, Sunday or something.
Love yhuu.
~AllyssaMay09
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FanfictionI WAS TWELVE WHEN I WROTE THIS SO I AM SO SORRY. PLEASE BE PREPARED FOR GRAMMATICAL ERRORS AND TERRIBLE IDEAS
