'Just lift your head up a bit' Niall said trying to fluff my pillow.
'I swear to god Niall stop!' I said getting frustrated. My head was killing me.
'I'm trying to help you' he said
'I'm sorry my head just hurts' I said holding my head.
' look, you are coming with me when you are better, I'm not leaving you here' Niall came next to me and hugged me. I snuggled up to him trying to remember what exactly happened that night.
Why was I actually here?
Forget that, how did I end up here like who brought me to the hospital. I've been here for like six days and if I'm totally honest I can't wait to get the fuck out.
'Let me go get the doctor so I can get you on that wheelchair to get you out' Niall got up.
'I can walk Niall! I'm not paralysed' I got up out of bed and started to put my clothes on. My body felt weak and my head was just spinning.
'Hannah, don't be like this please'
'I just want to get fucking home niall' I shouted and be stopped.
'Ok' he murmured and walked out. I sat on a chair in my room and looked across my bed. I lay there for six days doing nothing.
I saw something poking from my pillow and I got up slowly and picked it up.i opened it and read what it said.
'Hannah.
Get well soon, I brought you here. Please ring me and tell me how you are.
Harry x'
I read it over and over again. Such a little thing. I wasn't even sure if it made me happy or not, why didn't he write more.
Harry? As in styles Harry.
'Hannah?' I saw zayns head poke through the door. I ran up to him and he hugged me tightly.
Well I didn't run, I sort of just limped there quickly. 'What are you doing here' I asked. I smiled widely and looked at him.
'Well, you know, Niall called me and the rest of the boys were here so I thought I would come and check up on you' he smiled. I have him a confused expression.
'Why weren't you with the rest of the boys?' I asked. He looked at me confused as well.
'well, I'm not apart of them anymore, so' he tried to explain but I wasn't getting it.
'Hannah, are you okay?' He asked touching my shoulder. I pulled back quickly and lost my balance but Zayn held onto me.
'You aren't apart of them anymore?' I asked. Zayn nodded and I looked around. 'Why are you lying?' I asked.
'Hannah, don't you remember like three months ago, I decided to part from the boys?' He asked looking into my eyes. I shook my head and looked at the ground.
'Hannah, do you even remember anything that has happened!' He said.
I tried to think, I thought really really hard but I just couldn't remember what Zayn was on about.
'About you coming in tour with us?' Zayn said. I held my head as It felt as if something was slamming inside it.
'Stop' I shouted and Zayn backed away from me as I sat down. I started to breath heavily and started crying.
I felt arms around me and I held onto them.
'What's happening?' I asked crying and Zayn kissed the top of my head.
YOU ARE READING
I wish that was me.
FanfictionHannah Horan, college graduate, 19 years old and has fallen in love with Harry styles from one direction. You think no problem, until you hear who her brother is. Niall Horan. A very over protective brother who has invited his sister to a long summe...