Washed up & Broken (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 21

"Kitty Kat..." a soft voice whispers. I feel my body being shook. "Kat, princess, you gotta wake up now,"

"Well butter my butt and call me a biscuit," I mumble, sitting up. I ruffle my hair and hold my arms out to Niall. "Carry me," He laughs a little bit before he bends down and carries me bridal style to my suitcase across the room. He stands there, tight grip on me, not setting me down. "Niall put me down!"

"I didn't get a kiss," Niall grins at me. I scoff and roll my eyes. "Princess please?" He begs. I decide to tease him and throw myself out of his arms. I land on the bed next to him and roll over to my suitcase. I begin pulling out an outfit. "Kitty why won't you kiss me?"

"Because we have to go see Harry," I say, shrugging like it's nothing and lifting up a polkadot crop top. I look over and see he's making a pouty face and he turns away. "Oh, come here Niall." I hear him laugh and then he turns around. Scampering on top of me and pressing a five second kiss to my lips. "Better?" I ask. He shakes his head. Another little kiss. "What about now?"Niall shakes his head again.

"One more and I'm good," He says. I giggle and give him another little kiss, the sparks tingling through out my lips, down my spine. Giving me one of the best feelings.

"Move, I need to get dressed," I tell Niall, beating him off of me with a beanie. Niall laughs and flops backwards on to the other bed. I grab the rest of my outfit and escape to the bathroom. When I'm in there, I examine my face. I let out a small little breathy noise and dress myself in my outfit. I decided to ditch the crop top because I didn't feel like showing a lot of skin today. I walk out of the bathroom and press a kiss to Niall's cheek. He was standing at the front door which is three steps from the bathroom door.

"Ready to go?" He asks. I nod and Niall pulls open the front door. There hasn't been that many fans on the boy's day(s) off. I've only seen one or two be thrown out of the hotel. And Zayn was talking to a few yesterday. Liam, Zayn, Louis, and Andy wait in the hallway. My guess Paul is getting the car. I grin at the others when I see them, except I give Louis a harsh glare, and I step up next to Liam as we begin walking down the hall. He throws his arm around my shoulder and smiles down at me.

"Brother-Sister day today?" He asks.

"Of course," I grin at him. We all step into the elevator and head for the lobby. Forget what I said about there being no fans. When the doors glide open screaming girls are filling the lobby. All of our heads turn to Andy who presses the button to our floor again.

"We'll take the back stair way," Is all he says, giving us a small smile. I feel Niall's fingers try to creep into mine but then Liam backs up between us and begins scrolling through his Twitter. I look over his shoulder and see a few nasty remarks, he just goes past them like they're nothing.

"Hey wait a minute," I say, realizing we're missing something. "Where the heck is Krysta?" When the elevator doors open on our floor a very irritated Krysta stands there waiting. "Hey Krysta."

"Oh my god, where did you guys go I panicked!" She exclaims, trying to push into the elevator, only to be pushed back out. "Why?"

"Fans in the lobby," Liam tells her.

"We're taking the stairs," Andy says. "Follow me kids," I try not to laugh at what Andy says. Considering we're all almost in or already are in, our twenties. My birthday is next month. Andy takes us down the back stairs and out the building and no screaming teenage girls wait for us. Paul pulls around with the car and we all climb in. He turns from the drivers seat and looks at us.

"Which one of you kids turned on your photomap on Instagram?" He asks. Niall, Louis, and I pull out our phones to look. I find that I hadn't turned my map on, but a picture on my feed Niall posted did. It was of me, sound asleep.

"NIALL!" I yell. He bursts out laughing and slaps me on the arm. "It was him Paul!" I see it was uploaded an hour ago. Must have been before he woke me up.

"What's up with you two sharing a hotel room? Are you like a thing now?" Zayn asks, leaning forwards so his head is between ours. I look over at Niall who is internally panicking.

"I didn't like staying with Krysta," I mumble quickly before shoving my earbuds into my ears. Turning on "Home Sweet Home" by Motley Crue. I forgot to mention, when the tour started they gave us all new phones, loaded up with music. I would have stuck to my iPod but it wasn't in my bag on the way back from the hospital and I know Krysta gave me it. Oh well, it was cracked anyways.

When we arrive at the hospital, Harry is in the shower singing that one song he wrote called "Don't Let Me Go." I like listening to his voice. It's really strong and raspy and all kinds of perfect. Just like the other boys' voices. They're all very unique sounding. Harry comes out, still singing and turns like, ninety shades of red when he sees us.

"Oh hi you guys." He grins.

"Nice singing there," Krysta jokes. Harry rolls his eyes.

"So I get to leave today. The bullet has been removed and I am good to go," Harry says. All of us cheer for him. "Sooo basically Paul and Andy need to sign some papers and I'm out."

"So do you have the bullet?" Zayn asks. Harry nods and goes to the side of the hospital bed. Picking a tiny glass jar up from the swinging tray that comes over when you pull it. He shakes it and there's a clanging noise.

"Look," Harry says in an awestruck voice, shaking the little jar again. We try to crowd around and see it but Liam snatches it and closely examines it. He passes it to Krysta, who passes it to Zayn, who passes it to Niall, who passes it to Louis, who passes it to me. When Louis and I's finger's touch, there's this shock of electricity and I almost drop the jar. Louis jerks his hand back and I shake my hand back in fourth. Cringing at the sharp pain. I look in the little jar, and at the bullet. I try to focus on it but my mind seems to wander back to Louis and that almost magnetic touch. _____________________________________________________