Falling up

Back again

-Spencer's POV-

"Should we wake her up?"

"No! Let her sleep, she needs it."

"But it's been forever."

"Niall it's been 45 minutes chill."

And that was what I woke up to.

Arguing, like seriously give a suicidal girl a break.

I shoved my head under neath my pillow trying to block the sounds.

"See what you did Niall? You woke up the poor sleeping beauty."

I couldn't help but laugh at that comment.

I sat up, placing the pillow back behind me.

Leaning back against the pillow I saw all me guys there- including Louis.

But hey 'what have I got to loose?'

My life? Haha okay I tried to take my own.

And now what I just realized, the guys are staring at me.

Like seriously this is like considered stalking and stalking is illegal.

"Would you please stop staring at me?" I said waving my hands everywhere.

I felt a sharp tug on my right arm and saw an IV in my arm hooked up to fluids.

Seriously?

I groaned in frustration and slammed my head back against the pillow, feeling the tug once again.

"Love what's wrong?" Niall asked me Sitting on the hospital bed beside me.

"Needles." I mumbled and buried my head in my pillow.

I have the worst phobia of needles, like ever.

They are little pieces of medal that go through you skin, creating a whole and then shooting something in you.

If that dosent sound a little harsh then you might need to get a brain check.

The medal is piercing through your skin.

Like seriously people go to a hospital to get better, not to be stabbed.

"Your afraid of needles huh?" A deep voice asked.

I nodded my head that was still

Buried in my pillow.

"Sit up there's someone here to see you." Niall said nudging me.

I reluctantly listened and looking up leaning back against the pillow again.

And who did I see infront of me?

My real father.