One Direction: The Apocalypse

Chapter 21

i was sitting on the floor next to niall. i wrapped his arms in gauze. i wiped up the blood with a towel. my tears would occasionally drip onto his hair. his breathing was becoming more rugged. liam came up behind me and screamed.

"niall! niall? niall!"

"liam, shut up."

"he's gone and committed suicide! do you expect me to be quiet?" his eyes we wide with fear and uncertainty.

"i've done that before. he'll be ok. he lost... a lot of blood, though..." i said calmly.

"wait what do you mean 'i've done this before'? cleaned up or cut...."

"both." his eyes stared into mine, but i broke eye contact. niall started to stir underneath me.

"i don't want to talk abou-"

"how did i not know this?" he asked.

"you never asked."

"but why didn't you tell me? if you 'love' me?"

i stayed silent.

"if it were me down there, would you be doing this?"

"of course!" i cried.

"can we not fight. please? i love you. i chose you. all i want is to be yours. i will tell you about my past later. just let me deal with this. he was my best friend." liam nodded and walked out. how could he be angry at this? i called him back in. i pulled him down and kissed him intensely. he seemed satisfied. and niall started to wake up.

"are you ok?" i was right in his face.

"i am now that i get to see your beautiful face." liam groaned.

"i wont stop fighting for you."niall looked me in the eyes.

"i am really ticked off at you, horan." i said.

"why?" then he looked at the bandages on his wrists and forearms.

"they're going to be there for at least 2 months. hope you can live with it." i remembered.

"as long as you're there."

"niall...."

"don't ruin it."

liam pulled me away and i waved to niall. his lips turned up at the ends but i could tell he wasn't happy.

"so now that you've confessed your dying love for me... lets make out." he said, forwardly. liam wasn't usually like this. but i had no trouble obliging. we made out for a half hour, then fell asleep in each others arms.