Because of You (One Direction)

Where it all Began

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Where it all Began

It was not my fault. It was because of me, but I couldn't help it. I couldn't do anything about it. It was Niall's accent, Harry's charm, Louis's smile, Zayn's eyes and Liam's laugh. I guess you can say it was their fault. Or their parent's. But it wasn't. It was all because of me.

*Two Years Earlier*

I was running around after my younger sister in the park when I tripped and fell. I called out for my sister to help me. My knee was bleeding a lot.

"Help me Vicky!" I yelled. My sister ran over to check what was wrong.

"Are you okay?" She asked in a worried tone.

"Hello love. Do you need some help?" I heard a boy's voice ask. I looked up to see a boy about my age walking over. He had very blue eyes. Almost like crystals.

"Yeah. I fell and my knee won't stop bleeding." I told him.

"Do you have a phone?" I hesitated before answering.

"No. I left it at home by mistake. Can I borrow yours?" I asked before I could stop myself.

"Of course you can." He handed me his phone. I dialed my mom's phone number.

"Hello?" She answered.

"Hey mom, it's me. I fell in the park and my knee won't stop bleeding. Can you come?" I asked her hopefully.

"Of course darling, but in the meantime put some pressure on it and I will be right there. Okay?" She asked me.

"Good. Thanks so much, mom. Love you" I told her.

"Love you too. Make sure Vicky is safe. Wouldn't want her falling also." She said. I laughed at her.

"Of course. She's right here with me." I could hear her sigh on the other line of the phone.

"Great. I am getting in the car now. See you soon." She hung up.

"She's on her way." I told the boy. "What's your name? I'm Isabella." I asked him.

"Oh right. I'm Niall Horan. I'm 17 and I'm on X Factor. I am in a group called One Direction." He stated. Why didn't I recognize him? Now that I think about it I feel like an idiot.

"Oh yeah. My dad and I watch that show all the time. I don't know why I didn't recognize you. You guys are my favorite group." I told him, still confused as to why I didn't recognize him.

"Isabella!" I heard my mom yell. Wow, she got here fast. She ran up to me and Niall. Vicky was sitting helping me hold my shirt to my knee.

"I put pressure on it and the flow is slowing down." I said noticing her panicked state.

"Oh thank goodness you are okay. The last thing I want is you in the hospital also! Also? Who else was in the hospital?

"Also?" I asked her. I could tell she was holding back tears.

"Y-your dad. He was in a car accident. He slipped into a coma but the doctor said that once he wakes up, he will be fine. He may lose a few weeks memory though. They have him on life support just in case but he doesn't need it now." She told me. I saw a few tears fall. Now, if you have never seen your mom cry in front of you, let me tell you it is horrible.

"But he will be okay right?" I asked her.

"That's what the doctors said." She smiled sadly. She must have noticed Niall awkwardly standing, there because suddenly she pulled herself together.

"Who are you?" She asked Niall.

"Sorry. I'm Niall. I helped your daughter with her injury." This seemed to be enough for her.

"Isabella, Victoria, come we have to go to the hospital to see your father." My mom said. The three of us started walking to my mom's car but I was held back by Niall calling to me.

"Wait!" He handed me a piece of paper. It had a phone number on it. "Please don't leak it." He said.

"Why would I do that?" I asked him.

"The press would pay a lot for that." Oh, that makes sense.

"I promise I won't leak it out." He smiled. "Bye! And thanks for the help!" I called out.

"No problem." He called back but I barely made it out because I was already running to catch up to my mom and Vicky. My knee had stopped bleeding.