Falling For My Teacher

15: Unsure

15: Unsure

The only thing I could hear was the distant sounds of beeping. When I tried to open my eyes, all I could see was white. I know I'm not in heaven because I can hear my moms voice. And I know she isn't dead. 

"How long?" I heard that very familiar British accent ask. 

"She's been out for a couple hours now," I heard my mom reply. I wanted to move, but I didn't. 

"M-Mom?" I managed to get out. I opened my eyes slowly but surely. I could see many people in my room. How did I get in here? What happened? And why can't I move?

"She's awake!" I heard my mom whisper. "Spencer go get the doctor." When I finally adjusted to the light I could see my mom and dad, Bronson, and...Louis? What was he doing here? "Hi honey. How are you?" 

"What happened?" I felt the light hurting my eyes, causing a headache. 

"You don't remember?" she asked. "Louis saved you baby." I looked over at the overly stressed brown haired boy. "You were hit by a car honey." She moved a few strands of hair from my face, being very careful. "You have a few broken bones and a bad mark on your head." I looked at Louis who looked like he had been through hell and back. 

"Umm could I have a few minutes with Louis?" I asked looking towards my family. My mother nodded, pulling my two other family members outside. Louis smiled, walking over towards me. "What really happened?" 

"You don't remember much do you?" he asked, sitting down in the seat next to mine. He took hold of my hand, rubbing small circles in the top of my hand. "Well it wasn't a car." He sighed, leaning back. "It was Jalen." My heart nearly stopped. 

"Louis what happened?" 

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*BEFORE THE ACCIDENT*

"Ryan?" Harry said stopping me from leaving the building. "Where are you going? We have to go meet Zayn." 

"I have to meet my brother for something," I lied. He looked pretty upset. "It's for umm.. My moms birthday coming up." 

"Oh well," he dropped my hand. "Call me later?" I nodded as he leaned in for a kiss. I gave him a small one, rushing outside. If Harry followed there is no telling what he would do if he found out where I would be going. 

I quickly walked towards the small cafe that I would go to with Niall when we were dating. It was the only place that no one really would go to or check out. So it was okay for us to go there. 

I walked into the small cafe, spotting the blonde haired boy in the corner where we would usually sit. I took the seat in front of him, setting my bag on the ground. 

"You actually came," he spoke, not really lifting his head from his drink. 

"Yeah," I smiled. "Why wouldn't I?" 

"Ryan," he breathed. "I miss you." My heart was jumping out of my chest. That's gross but it sure does feel like it. "A lot." 

"Niall..." 

"But that's not why I called you here," he interupted. "You've moved on. I understand that. But... I have also moved on." Okay ouch. "I just, didn't know how to tell you." 

"So I can go now?" I asked rather upset.

"I still want to be friends Ryan," Niall said stopping me. I ripped my arm away from his grasp, trying to choke back my anger. Why was I so upset? I'm over Niall. I have Harry. "Ryan please." 

"Niall!" I heard a busty blonde girl say walking through the door. She had the biggest smile on her face. "Babe!" Niall let go, smiling towards her. She ran up, placing her red cherry lips on his. Once he finally ripped her off of him, he turned towards me.