Don't Leave Me Alone

Chapter 2

"I don't understand. He could have survived. His injuries were not life threatening."

"Correct. But there was some internal swelling in his organs. That was caused by the imact. The cause of his death was the swelling. It got to be to much for his body to handle. I am so sorry you lost him. I am going to check on you tomorrow. Be sure to get some sleep."

"Thanks Doc."

Vanessa followed the doctor out and then it was me and Niall left in my room. The fact that I had not bra on and knew nothing about him made this situation very akward. I decided to look anywhere but him. The ceiling above my head was just plain old white. Boring. I wonder how many people have walked in this room? I wonder if any of them were attractive males around the age of 15? All of my important questions were left unanswered. 

"Sam. Your phone. It keeps buzzing. Here."

"Oh, uh thanks. Niall. Um Hello?"

"SAM! You're alive. Are you ok? I heard about your dad. I am so sorry. Me and the girls are coming over to see you tomorrow."

"Lana! I am fine. If you are coming by tomorrow, can you go get my laptop and some of my comfy lazy day clothes. OH and some ice cream and chick flicks. I need rehab."

"Ok. Love you. Get some sleep. It's gonna be fun tomorrow."

"Bye girl."

As I hung up the phone, I saw my background. It was me on my dad's back. I remember when this picture was taken.

*Flashback*

Dad and I had taken a mission trip to Ghana to help teach kids how to play music. My dad was a music major, and back home he would travel to schools who didn't have enough funding for  a music program and teach them. That's how I learned to play guitar, piano, and drums. 

"Dad! Look at this waterfall. Let's take a picture."

In the first picture, my dad had his arm over my sholder and I had my arm around his waist. Being only 5'2'' I looked itty bitty standing next to my dad who was 6'0''. The picture that is my background is when i jumped on his back by surprise. HIs mouth is open from surprise and i have the biggest grin on my face. 

*End Flashback*

"Sam, Sam please stop crying. What happened?"

"Stop Niall. I don't know you and you sure don't know me."

"But I want to." 

"Let me sleep."

*The Next Day*

*NIALL'S P.O.V"

What was that terrible noise? Doesn't Sam know that I am trying to sleep. Maybe she was playing some music. Whatever it was, it was like two machines doing it. 

"Lana! What is this?"

"Dupstep! It gets people pumped up. I thought you would like to listen to it."

"I am not about to play in the Superbowl so turn that off. Please."

"Niall! Dude, WAKE UP!"

"Sorry. Just tired. Do you want me to leave or what?"

"Do whatever you want."

I looked over at her friends who were all staring at me. I didn't feel very confortable having them drool over my presence. "Sam, are your friends ok? They have been like that for a while now."

"Lana. Jordan. Alex. Stop drooling. He is just another boy."

"Sorry," all of her friends said in unison.