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Hannah POV
The bed shifted slightly and I turned over not feeling the warmth from Niall anymore. He was mumbling something about how the food was delicious and that he loves me.

"Babe? What are you talking about?" I asked peeping one eye open.

He just continued walking. His back was stiff as he opened the door, heading for what seemed to be the bathroom.

There was a loud crash that sounded like my vase breaking. I jumped from the comfort of my bed and ran to where the sound was. As I pulled myself out of the room I saw Niall's dark form was walking away from the mess that lay out on the floor in front of me.

"Baaaaabe!" I whined becoming teary eyed.

I don't feel like cleaning this up. I don't even feel like walking! Niall just continued walking as if he hadn't heard me. It erie actually, how he acted like a robot. His back stiff, eyes straight.

"Baby... Please come and help me!" I demanded, fearful.

Suddenly, Niall started tumbling down the stairs. I screamed and stared sobbing. It was 3 in the morning after all give me a break.

"Niall! So help me if you're dead, I'll... Well I won't kill you but I will... Oh just PLEASE don't die!" I sobbed almost lunging down the stairs my self.

"Y/N? How- how did I get here?" Niall asked clutching his wrist.

"OH THANK GOD!" I sobbed hysterically.

"What's wrong?" Niall asked his voice cracking

"Nevermind... Are you okay?" I asked motioning to his wrist.

"It really hurts," Niall started to cry.

"Let's just go back and lay down... I think you were sleep walking." I said lifting up and massaging my temple.

"Okay," Niall sniffed.

"What happened here?" Niall asked in disgust while walking past the mess he'd made in the hallway

"Ummm... You had a little accident." I told him.

His eyes widened a bit then he burst out laughing. It was loud and he laughed so hard, I don't think he could breath at the end.
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What happened here?" The doctor asked while examining Niall's swollen wrist.

"Umm... I think he was sleep walking," I explained very confused.

"That's the best thing I've heard all day!" The doctor laughed and Niall joined in.
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WHAT A CRAP ENDING!
I apologize for the ending. Today hasn't been too good for me. One of my dogs is dying. My grandma was talking about him and said that he used to lay by my crib and watch me like a hawk. She said he used to nod off and fight to stay awake. That's what he is doing now. Fighting sleep, a very long sleep that he won't ever wake from and he has to fight as hard as he can. My grandma says he was waiting... Waiting to say goodbye to me. I fear that when I wake up he'd have stopped fighting. I feel horrible. In other news I E-mailed my ex boyfriend and gave him a piece of my mind.

Random Question of the Chapter:
What's one thing that practically no one knows about you?
I am actually very shy. I just hide it well with how crazy I am.
What's your answer?

Random Fact of the Chapter:
White House Trivia. There are 132 rooms, 35 bathrooms, and 6 levels in the Residence. There are also 412 doors, 147 windows, 28 fireplaces, 8 staircases, and 3 elevators.

xD Go Read a Book.

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