* "Yeah, thanks for caring, I also got shot in the arm!"
"It's not my fault, you went there at your own risk!"
"Great, that's how you treat your sister in such difficult moments." *
I felt the same aching pain in the chest, but even worse. I could barely breathe, as the doctor was staring at me and George kept saying "You're going to be fine", while holding my hand tightly.
"George", I attempted to whisper, struggling to lift the other hand.
"Don't force yourself. Just relax, it's going to be alright. I-I love you."
"I love you, too", I said, before my eyes closed again.
***
I woke up the next day, in the afternoon. I went in Romania to face my step father, who had no other thought than killing me, too. Fortunately, my left arm caught the bullet. I was brought to the enarest hospital and, after having my arm bandaged, I returned to the UK.
"What was on your mind?!"
"Yeah, thanks for caring, I also got shot in the arm!"
"It's not my fault, you went there at your own risk!"
"Great, that's how you treat your sister in such difficult moments."
I was left alone in the huge house. Then, the doorbell rang, noticing the boys chose to spend the rest of the day with me, since I couldn't go anywhere at least for one more day.
"Thanks for being so careful, guys."
"Anytime, neighbour."
We ate lots of fast food and drank about 3 cups of different Starbucks coffees each, while listening to loud music.
"I want to go in town! But I can't for one more day.."
"Don't worry, they'll pass really quick. Just tomorrow, and that's it."
I asked the boys to stay until tomorow, and they seemed to agree with my idea. We stayed up until 3 a.m., when I decided I should rest. Too many events in such a short time.
As I was changing my clothes, my bedroom's door opened. I accidentally dropped my T-shirt on the floor, all I still got on me being my black lace lingerie.
"Don't look at me!"
"C'mon, it's not the first time I'd see you only in lingerie. Don't you remember when I helped you dressed up after you were free to leave the hospital?"
"Meh.. You can come, I guess.."
Suddenly, I felt his arms round my waist, and his lips kissing at the base of my neck. I threw the T-shirt I was about to pick up from the floor, turning around and smashing my lips onto his in a passionate, wild kiss.
"I guess you'll have to wait for more until my arm's okay."
"I don't mind. At least I get to fall asleep with you in my arms, right?"
"Of course."
I can't remember what time it was when I fell asleep, as we had a quite long make out session.
***
The sun rays slightly penetrated the windows, a few of them hitting the bed. I slowly got up, followed my morning routine, but I decided it was too early to do anything, and all the boys were still sleeping. Stupid, painful arm! Anyway, I couldn't do too much at 7.30 a.m., so I went back to bed. George wrapped his arms round my waist again, pulling me closer to him. I hadn't noticed I fell asleep until I peeked at the clock: 10.30 a.m. I should wake up, too..
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On The Edge Of Happiness
FanfictionWhen your stepbrother is part of one of the most famous boybands in the world, your whole life changes. Just think about it. You get to meet lots of celebrities, make new friends, and other things like that. It's, maybe, everyone's dream. You think...