Farah's POV:
I was lying in bed typing away on my laptop when I heard Zayn's light footsteps on the stairs.
"Babe, I brought you some tea." He said sliding into bed.
"Thanks." I replied barely looking up from my screen.
"What are you working on?" he asked glancing at my laptop.
"I'm writing my résumé up for that attorney job." He nodded his head and sipped his tea.
Just then my phone rang. I looked at the caller ID and saw it was Eva. I gasped slightly. I hadn't spoken to her in years. She's still in Santa Barbra with Arabela and Veronica.
Zayn looked over my shoulder made a surprised face at who was calling too. I hesitantly answered.
"Hello?"
"Farah, hello." She answered. She sounded distresses, sad and worried.
"Is something wrong?" I asked cautiously.
"Yeah, really wrong. Arabela and Veronica... they got into an accident and they um... have severe brain injury and they can't afford the surgery." She stammered. I shuddered at the thought of my best friends lifeless on a hospital bed.
"Right now they're on life support, hanging on... the boys, they have enough money right? Can they help?" she continued. It took a while to process my emotions, I couldn't speak.
"You there?"
"Yeah, yeah sorry. Um, I'll talk to them and I'm sure they'll help." I responded.
"Thank you, Farah, so much. They're all I have..." she added before hanging up.
I looked to Zayn with a face of horror. I explained what was going on and he was just as horrified as I was.
"Harry and Niall should fly out to take care of it." I suggested. He nodded his head in agreement.
"You go tell Niall, I'll tell Harry." He said before we parted ways.
Harry's POV:
Why do all the girls I love end up having some sort of brain injury? I didn't know. I ran my fingers through my hair before replying.
"Tell Eva we'll be there."
Rosie looked at me angrily. I know she must have some sort of compassion.
"Wait here Zayn, we'll be right back." I told Zayn before pulling Rosie into the next room and closing the door.
"Rosie, what's wrong? I mean she's dying." I stressed.
"I know! But she's your ex-girlfriend and... look you had a choice between me and her and you picked me. I mean I just got here! You love me right?" she asked looking up at me. I took a deep breath.
"You know that I do! Hell it even took 3 years of me proving it to you before you truly believed me. I care so much about you! I just... I love Arabela too." I said. Her eyes widened and she suddenly became interested in the paint on the wall.
"Rosie, I mean I love her, but not at all the way I love you. I love her differently." She crossed her arms.
"How so?" she questioned.
"I don't know, like a sister, aunt, friend I can't tell! But I know it's not like I love you. She looked up at me with eyes that looked like she barely believed me. I caressed her soft brown hair and pulled her toward me. I brushed her lips with mine.
"I'll be back soon, after we save them ok?" I murmured our faces inches apart. She nodded before closing her eyes and returning the kiss.
Niall's POV:
I can't remember the last time I wanted Veronica to be mine, but I just remember loving everything about her. The way she talked, walked. It was hard to imagine her close to death. Farah left me with these thoughts after she left.
But that was before Stella came into my life. She's completely perfect for me. I had to thank Farah for introducing me to her old college roommate.
"Hey Niall. You okay?" Stella said coming out of the shower in sweat pants and old T-Shirt.
"Yeah, um I was just thinking." I replied turning off the TV and rolling around in the bed so I was facing her. She was putting her maroon hair up in a bun before she hopped into our bed.
"You know, I'm fine with you going to America to help them out. I mean, they need you more than I need you to be here." She told me. I didn't respond so she continued.
"I was talking on the phone with Rosie and she's a little upset because we just got here, and I was thinking spending time with you now would be the same as spending time with you in a week. I'm just telling you in case you needed my approval or something."
When she finished it was quiet before I broke it.
"You know, I love how your American accent is now mixed with some British, it's sexy." I remarked smirking.
"Were you paying attention it anything I just said?" she replied laughing lightly.
"Yup, and I'm thinking you're even more amazing than I thought you were. You're so caring and I... I love it. I love you. You'll make a great doctor." I informed her. She smiles as I kissed her lips.
"Good night love." I said before wrapping my arms around her and closing my eyes.
