I woke up the next morning and I was alone but there was something on my head. I pulled it off and it was a note, I put my glasses on and read it.
'Morning! (Probably afternoon actually;P) Sorry I had to go, blame Alfie... I didn't want to wake you because you looked too cute. Call you later -Marcus xx'
I checked my phone and yes, it was infact afternoon- half 12 to be precise. I got out of bed and went to see if Niall was up as we where supposed to spend the day together. He was still asleep so I decided to wake him. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed 2 pans then went back into his room, I climbed onto his bed and started jumping and banging the pans together... He sat up quickly which made me fall over and off the bed.
"Ow" I winced
"Oh my god. Emily are you okay?!" Niall said worriedly
"No. I think i've dislocated my shoulder" I said. I also knew that I would have a lump on my head from where the handle of the pan kind of hit me but I wasn't worried about that
"Shit. Lets get to the hospital then" he said.
"Not exactly how this was supposed to work out" I chuckled.
"Teach you to wake me up" he replied helping me up, careful not to damage my shoulder anymore. I started feeling quite sleepy so my eyes began to close.
"No, don't you dare fall asleep on me" he said
"Just 5 minutes" i mumbled
"No. Stay awake" he said slapping me lightly
"Noo" I whined
"Shit" he said he managed to keep me awake getting into the car but just as we arrived at the hospital, I let the darkness take over and fell out of conciousness.
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Irish Charm
FanfictionEmily Horan, 22 year old Irish youtuber, related to Niall Horan, join her as she discovers who she really is.. or something to that affect.