Chapter 17

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'~Like That, We Stayed~

“So where have you been lately?” Liam asked.

I could already tell I was going to get a lecture from him and his fatherly ways.

“I told you, I was safe.” I repeated for the thousandth time that day.

“That doesn’t tell us where you were, Phoebe. We all were worried sick.” Zayn said.

“Apparently not everyone...” I muttered referring to Harry.

“Excuse me?” Liam asked.

“I .. Nothing, Liam.” I stuttered.

“You don’t think that all of us busted our asses trying to find you?” Liam asked in disbelief.

I shook my head.

I needed to throw up.

I started bobbing my head and placing my hands over my mouth.

I ran from them and hit up the restroom.

I threw up and it wouldn’t stop.

I couldn’t stop.

I couldn’t breathe.

In between each blow I would try to regain air but it wouldn’t work.

I felt some hands grab my hair and bring it out of my face so I wouldn’t get it all over.

I secretly thanked whomever was doing this.

I kept throwing up.

I really couldn’t breathe.

A couple minutes later I finally stopped.

I wiped my mouth and turned to see who had been pulling my hair back.

I hadn’t expected to see my Nialler.

“Niall?” I asked.

My vision was kind of blurry.

“Hey, Phoebe.” He said.

“Niall.” I crawled over to him and we sat against the bathroom wall.

I let my head fall onto his right shoulder.

His head fell on the top of mine.

“I’m sorry.” I whispered.

“Don’t be sorry for puking. It means that baby’s healthy.” He chuckled.

I shook my head, “No, I’m sorry for leaving you guys.” I said.

“Oh.”

I lifted my right leg over his knees to straddle his lap.

“Woah...” Niall assumed something different.

I put my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.

“I missed you so much, Ni.” I whispered trying not to cry.

My attempts failed and wet tears started to fall whether I liked it or not.

“Sh, sh, sh. Don’t cry, it’s alright. I’m here, I’ll protect you.” Niall comforted me.

Harry walked in on my little mini breakdown.

“Oh.” Was all he said and he turned around and left.

Niall and I didn’t even notice him.

“I’m going to take a shower, would you take one with me?”

I got off of his lap and started running some water.

He stood up.

“You sure about this?” Niall said, obviously a little uncomfortable.

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