Expect the Unexpected (A One Direction & Emblem3 Fan Fiction)

Chapter 2

Skylar's POV

I felt a weight being lifted off of my chest, and suddenly, I felt like I could open my eyes. When I did, I spotted, my brother, Vanessa, Ashlyn, and Niall.

"Niall," I said happily.

He beamed at me. "You remember me!" he yelled.

"When did I not?" I asked, confused.

"Before you fell into your coma," Niall said, looking confused. "Do you not remember that?"

"Not really," I mumbled, trying to sit up. A searing pain went through my head, and I leaned back down. "Car, can you get a doctor?" I pleaded.

Carter nodded. "I'm on it," he said, pressing the CALL button.

The doctor pushed the door open. "Hello, I see Skylar's finally awake," he said, smiling.

His Irish accent stood out to me the most. "Wasn't I in Toronto?" I asked.

"We transported you to Mullingar after the hospital told us they couldn't house you any longer," Ashlyn explained.

I nodded.

"So," the doctor said. "Skylar, you have serious head trauma, and you're probably very weak after not eating for a month and a half. I suggest you stay in bed for the next few weeks."

"What about the wedding?" I asked Vanessa, horrified that I'd missed it.

She laughed. "Don't worry, the wedding's in a week and a half, Skylar. You didn't miss it."

"Thank goodness," I said, relieved.

"I also suggest you take these pain killers whenever you experience sharp pain when moving your head," the doctor said, handing Carter a tube of pills. "One per day."

I nodded. "When can I leave?" I asked.

"We're going to keep you overnight to run some tests, but you should be able to leave by tomorrow afternoon by the latest."

I smiled. "That sounds good."

Niall shifted his feet uncomfortably. "Yes, well, I'm going to phone the lads and let them know you're awake, I'm sure they'll want to see you."

I nodded, forcing a smile. Why was he acting so weird? It was unnerving.

"Are you going to stay?" I asked Ashlyn, ignoring Niall's odd behaviour.

"If you'd like me to, then sure," she said, smiling. "Listen..." she hesitated. "Since you lost your memory the first time, I never really apologized for being such a bitch to you, dropping you for Tiffany like that. It was wrong of me and I'm sorry."

I swallowed. "It's all right," I mumbled. "I just want to know why."

"I don't know. I guess I was mad at you for not keeping in touch, and I wanted you to suffer. I never imagined it to escalate this far though," she sighed.

"Well, are you still friends with her?" I asked nervously.

Ashlyn shook her head, her brown waves bouncing. "No," she said. "We had a fight and I walked out on her."

"Good for you," I said approvingly.

The door was flung open and the next thing I knew, I was being crushed by the one and only Louis Tomlinson.

"Lou!" I shrieked. "My head hurts!"

He gasped and climbed off carefully. "I'm sorry," he said. "I just was excited. I mean, you've been out for--"