Missing You (One Direction Fan Fic) - ON HOLD :)

Chapter 12 - Meet Lila

BAILEY'S POV

I rush through the sliding doors of the hospital, Niall, Harry, and Sarah following closely behind. We run to the front desk, where they point us down the hall towards Lila's room. A nurse escorts us to a closed door. She knocks twice and slowly cracks the door open.

"Bailey?" I hear my name coming from inside. I run in, and gasp. Lila is propped up in a bed, looking quite pale, her thick brown hair spread around her, almost like a halo. Her left leg is in a giant neon pink boot/cast thingy.

"Lila, what happened?" I give her a hug and squat to the ground next to her bed.

She embraces me, starting to cry. "I... was (sob) ... at cheerleading (sob) ... and I jumped... It's broken. And I might need surgery, they don't know."

I look at my sister, confused. "That sucks... but since when are you a cheerleader?"

"Um..." Lila looks up at me guiltily and wipes her eyes. "Jason kind of... wanted me to?"

"Jason?"

"My boyfriend. Um, we've kinda been dating for a month? Bailey, I'm sorry, I should of told you. He kind of.. pressured me into it. I'm so, so, sorry!"

I give Lila a faint smile, I'm a little hurt, I guess, but she's my twin! I can't not forgive her! "It's ok, Li, really. But just tell me next time, k?"

She smiles at me and pulls me into a hug. "I love you, Bails!"

I'm about to respond, but I am interrupted by Sarah clearing her throat from the doorway. Lila and I both look up to see Niall, Sarah, and Harry staring at us.

"Uh, can we come in?" Niall asks, awkwardly shoving his hands into his pockets. Lila looks up at him, surprised.

"Niall? Niall Horan?" She's obviously surprised, and almost looks even paler than before. Hm...

LILA'S POV

Niall Horan? What is he doing here? He and Sarah rush to my hospital bed. I give them both a hug, but my head is spinning. Niall? I haven't seen him since Dad died. Since... I found out he liked Bailey. And didn't like me.

"Ohmygosh!" Sarah blurts out. "Lila, wow, so much has happened. I totally want to hear your story, but guess what? Ohmigosh, you have no idea how exciting this is!! I'm dating Harry Styles!!" She motions to the curly-haired boy behind her, who I didn't notice until now.

"Wow." That's all I can choke out. I kind of can't believe that THE Harry Styles is in my presence. Ew, I must look terrible! I quickly brush a strand of hair out of my face. "Uh, hi." I say, nervously.

Harry nods at me, and then Sarah launches into a huge story about how her and Harry met, blahblahblah. I feel bad for tuning her out, but my head is spinning from the drugs. And the memories that seeing Niall is bringing back to me.

I remember it so clearly. It was a warm summer day, and I was just getting home from a friends house. I had been working on my soccer skills, and so I was really excited to show off for Niall. Oh yeah, I had a HUGE crush on him. The problem was, Bailey did too. And she had no idea that we were crushing on the same guy! Anyway, I got home and I immediately ran to go find Niall. I was about to turn the corner to go into our backyard, but I heard my name so I stopped and listened. It was my dad and Niall, they were talking about the three of us- Niall, Bailey, and I. My dad said something about me, and how I was getting taller and fitter, finally catching up with Bailey, and that "all the lads would be begging for my heart." Niall laughed, and agreed. I was hoping he would say something, I don't know, like how he liked me or something. But I froze when my Dad spoke again. He said, and I remember it exactly, "Eh, but not as lovely as Bailey, right Niall?" I knew my dad didn't mean it like that, but in that moment, I realized. I would never have a chance with Niall, because in the end, he would always be Bailey's and she would always be his. I ran to my room and cried for about three straight hours. I never wanted anything, or anyone, so badly before in my life. I think a little bit of me broke that day. And I'll always regret it, but I was such a brat to Bails. Everything I said to her was an insult, and it only got worse when Dad died. I can't even describe how terrible I feel about it now, though. God, I wish I could go back and take every mean word I said back.

"Lila?" Sarah pokes me in the ribs. "You there?"

"Yeah." I lie, but I'm not paying any attention at all.

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Hi guys!! So i combined the parts, and kind of edited it, so I think its a little better. I hope this is starting to make more sense now. Umm so i know its not the longest chapter, but i think it shows you some of lila, so i kinda like this one. Hoping to post again asap, im thinking about doing some shoutouts in the next authors note, so if you want me to read/promote your story, just message meee! Anyway, please vote and comment, it means a lot! And if you need to talk, just message us, we'll be happy to chat :)

Love always,

Xoxo, Maggie and Izzy