I woke up in my room, Ed was wrapping my arm.
There was another wrap on the bed beside me but it was dripping in blood,I took a sharp breath in.
Harry, who was in the corner, stood up with a surprised look.
I tried to sit up, but pain overwhelmed me and whimpered back down.
"You don't want to move love." Ed said finishing up wrapping up my arm.
"You've been out cold all last night." Harry said sitting on the edge of the bed.
I looked at him confused, then flash backs of last night came flooding back, I winced as I remember the sharp agonizing pain I was still feeling.
Ed walked out of the room giving us some time.
"You did amazing." Harry said,I was in too much pain to talk.
"He could've easily killed you." Harry said causing himself pain.
"But I hit him in the balls." I choked out smiling, he laughed.
Then, Louis ran into the room,
"You're alright!" He said clutching his heart, catching his breath.
I giggled, it hurt but I ignored the pain.
Zayn stood in the doorway, "She learns quickly." He said slowly.
"Why didn't you kill him." I said earning surprised looks from everyone.
"What?" Harry said.
"Why didn't Zayn kill Ben?" I asked again.
"It's the rules." Louis said, "You're not allowed to kill an opponent." Louis finished.
It was quiet for awhile.
"I'm getting a bit hungry." I said, quietly chuckling.
"Nialls making food." Harry said standing up, I nodded.
Liam came running into the doorway, "Is she okay?" He called worriedly.
He looked at my arm and gasped.
He walked closer to me, "Does it hurt?" I laughed.
"Ya it hurts!" He smiled.
"Give her some space." Harry said, the boys all left the room.
Soon, Niall came in with some soup, I cheered.
"I hope it gets better soon." He said quietly, then left the room.
I went to pick up a spoon but Harry slapped my hand and looked at me like I was committing a crime.
He took the spoon from my hand, got some soup and held it up to my lips.
"I think I can do this myself." I chuckled, he shushed me.
I rolled my eyes and parted my lips.
We continued on like this until all the soup was gone.
He stood up and grabbed the bowl and spoon, then walked out the door.
