circles || l.t

seven

hey guys! sorry I didn't update yesterday, I haven't been home. well here's your chapterrr(: enjoy<3 btw this is on my phone so I apologize in advance.

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"Zayn I'm stealing your shirt!" I yelled running into Zayn's room. I can't find my plaid button up. I might have left it at home so I'm going to use Zayn's.

"Which one!?" He yelled back. He was down stairs with the other four, and I was upstairs.

"You'll see in like two minutes." I replied and I didn't get an answer back so I hurried into his room. I went through all of his drawers. No luck. I opened his closet door and saw it hanging up. I grabbed it and threw it over my body. I was running around the house in a bra and white shorts. All of the guys have seen me like this now. I always run around like this in the morning not wanting to get makeup on my shirt for the day.

As I buttoned up the shirt and tucked it in, I smelt Zayn's cologne. I breathed it in heavily and smiled to myself. All of the boys smelt very good. But they all had their own scent. I ran back into my room and grabbed my white TOMS and slipped them on quickly.

I ran down the stairs, not sure why I kept running. I had nowhere to be. oh well. I heard the buzz from the tv, but it didn't sound like it was loud enough for them to be watching it. I walked in the living room ad heard muffled voices in the kitchen.

I walked in the kitchen to find five boys sitting around the kitchen table, laughing and talking. I took a seat next to Louis who quickly kissed my cheek.

"My Hirt looks better on you." Zayn said with a smirk. I laughed a little but as he sent me a wink. I turned to see Louis glaring at zayn. this happened a lot lately. Lou and I weren't official yet but we acted just like a couple. Held hands in public, kissed in front of the boys, and flirted with each other all the time.

"Awe is someone jealous?" Niall cooed as Louis looked at his hands. I laughed a little and kissed his cheek.

We all laughed and Louis instantly smiled. We all chit chatted until my home started to ring. I looked at the screen to find that it was Elliot.

"Hello?" I chirped, still laughing a bit. I stood up and woke into the living room so I wouldn't disturb the boys.

"Allison...." Elliot said in a serious tone, his voice cracking a little.

"Elliot what's wrong?" I asked concerned.

"It's dad." He said. I was confused. Elliot and my dad were never that close, he was always close with my mom. I was the one that was close with my dad. My heart rate sped up as I started to worry.

"Elliot what happened?" I asked as tears stung my eyes. I say down on the couch as the boys came into the living room with worried looks on their faces.

"Allison-"

"God dammit Elliot tell me what happened!" I screamed as I tried to blink back the tears that threatened to spill.

"Dad was shot. He's in the hospital. it's bad Allison." He said and everything seemed to slow down a bit. I dropped my phone as tears started pouring down my cheeks. Liam grabbed my phone and put it to his ear as Elliot repeated what had just happened. I slid down to my knees, burying my head in my hands.

I felt a pair of strong arms pull me into the person'a lap. I cried for about ten minutes before I was carried out of the house. When I finally opened my eyes I saw we were at the hospital. I jumped out of the car and ran to the front desk.

"Name sweety?" The lady at the desk asked.

"Allison Harries. My dad should be here?" I said and she nodded. She pointed down the hall and I turned to see my brother in the hallway, sanding with his hands in his pockets and a year stained face. I ran to my brother and hugged him as I sobbed into his shirt.

"He'll be okay Allison. It'll be okay." He assured me and I just continued sobbing. I finally pulled back and looked to my right into the room. I saw my dad laying in a hospital bed, hooked up to a bunch of machines.

"Where are mom and Lilly?" I asked confused as to why they weren't here.

"At home. Lilly's too stubborn to believe it and mom wasn't emotionally stable to come." He said and I nodded. I put my hand on the glass of the window and just cried. It hurt to see my dad hooked up to a bunch of machines. My dad's been a cop for fourteen years and I always had that feeling in my gut dying 'will he make it home today?' I stopped having that feeling when I was 17, realizing that he was a good cop. It pains me to see him in this state.

I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my waste and a chin rest on the top of my head. I turned to see Louis, with concern and sympathy filled eyes. I wrapped my arms around his torso and buried my head in his chest. I sobbed and he just rubbed circles into my back.

I finally pulled back and wiped my face. I saw mascara and eyeliner all over my hands. Shit I must look like a raccoon. I turned to see the other four boys and my brother looking at me with concern filled eyes.

My brother was always worried when my dad went to work. Not because he was scared that he might not come back, but because that he knew that if he didn't, I would be heart broken. A girl should never have to go through losing their dad. Wether their 19 or 40. it's a hard thing to go through.

Liam held out his arms and I hugged him still crying but not as much anymore. I pulled out of the hug to look into the room again, which just made me cry even more. Now Zayn hugged me.

I've grown very close to all the boys but really close to Zayn. I was close to each boy for different reasons. I've known Liam forever, Harry was like my older brother, Louis was practically my boyfriend, Niall was my little leprechaun, and Zayn was like Liam. I told him everything. Including my eating disorder.

I sobbed into his chest harder than I have all day. He placed his chin on my head and tried to calm me down.

"Allison it'll be okay." He said and I just nodded, not wanting to speak right now. He might be okay but he might not. I buried my head father into his chest and he just hugged me tighter. "It'll be okay." He said again.

"What if it's not?" I croaked out. "What if he dies in that hospital bed? What if he never gets to say goodbye? What if I never get the chance to see my fathers sparkling green eyes that were always filled with happiness again? What if I never get to say I love you again?" I said the last part I'm a whisper, looking down at the ground.

Somebody grabbed my chin in their hands and lifted my head up and kissed me softly, but didn't pull away. I felt the familiar warmth run through my body as I wrapped my hands around Louis' neck. and hugged me tightly before pulling away from the kiss, and leaned his forehead on mine.

"You'll get to see him again." A nurse behind us said. "You can actually see him now if you'd like." She said and walked away, but not before sending me a wink. My cheeks flushed red, remembering that we had a crowd. I snapped out of my thoughts and ran into my dad'a room.

"Daddy?" I croaked out while more years spilled.

"Hey princess."