The Ticket

Chapter seventeen

(Two weeks after accident)

I walked Niall through the hospital doors and to Louis car. We were all so relieved that he was going home. He was gonna stay at Zayns flat for a while till he could live by himself again. The dude who had hit him came forward and said he had been drinking and should not have been driving. It was so hard to forgive him. I somehow managed to do it though. After a while he fully regained his memory. He remembered his solos and where he lived. Things pretty much were back to normal. I had been cooking for him so he didn't have to worry about it. It was cool cause I also got to see him every day. He went back to his flat in a month or so. He was recovering really well. We were so close it was crazy. I had finally got Hannah to answers me. She was just jealous. I didn't mean to make her jealous but Niall asked me not her. We made up but I was still pretty ticked. About two months after the accident I ran to Nialls house to bring him an omelet I had made for his breakfast and found him making himself pancakes.

" Your cooking by your self!"

"Yep. I was hungry and I didn't feel to bad so I thought I ought to give it a try." he smiled. I love his smile.

"Well I'll put the omelet in your fridge if you want it later."

"K babe. Wanna watch a movie?"

"Sure."

We put in Titanic. After a minute I

caught him just staring at me.

"Is something wrong?" I asked. He smiled.

"Have you ever thought about it?"

"About what?"

"Getting married."