Still The One

Twenty Two

 I felt myself turning bright red. ‘No,’ I heard myself say. ‘It’s nothing like that…’

‘Bullshit.’ Niall said.

‘Excuse me?’ Zayn asked. ‘I said bullshit. We might, you never know.’ He said as if he was explaining his mum that he had cleaned his bedroom. ‘Ooooooo,’ They all started. I was magenta right now.

‘Now, how exactly will ya explain that to Louis? You DO know that he loves you,’ Harry said to me. ‘Well, if he loves me, he will listen to whatever I say. I’ll tell him that we’ve broke up already. He’ll understand. But we’ll still be friends though.’ I added. ‘But not more than friends.’

 ‘Okey dokey, whatever you wish.’ Harry said.

Then Zayn got a call. He talked for some time and then hanged up. ‘Louis is awake.’ Zayn informed us. ‘Let’s go.’

 We all stood up and ran back to the hospital. Harry showed us another way to get inside to avoid the paparazzi. ‘You just visited this place only on this occasion and you already know more than me?’ I said, amazed. ‘It’s normal around here.’ Niall said, grinning.

We reached the third floor pretty faster than usual. The OT was just a few steps away. ‘Louis?’ I called out, not seeing him anywhere. ‘He went to the washroom.’ Liam answered. I grabbed hold of Niall. I went there with him at the side of me and waited for him to come out. I still didn’t decide how to say it to him.

 I’m not even sure if he can cope with it.

He came out after about a minute or two. He looked much better.

 Much, much better.

 ‘Oh hey Samantha! I was looking for you!’ He said when he saw me. ‘Hey Louis. How’re ya feelin now?’ I asked. ‘Loads better. I’ll be needing to use crutches for some time though.’ He said and then noticed Niall. ‘Look Louis, we need to have a conversation. Along with Niall.’