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Nice to see you all again(; Yay for quick updating!
Anywho, here's chapter 23! I hope you enjoy (:
Ps.. The first ever 'Harry's POV' is coming up soooon! Can't wait to finally get into that mind of his(: hahah
Pps. Holy lord. Another One Direction song was leaked today! It's called Diana, and well... It's kind of the best thing that's ever happened to me. Oh lord. Yes.
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~Ashley .xx
Chapter 23
Liam's POV
"Here," Tessa whispered as she quickly handed over a small sheet of paper to me, with lots of small print on it. I eyed her curiously; taking one hand off of Harry's wheelchair handles to take a look at it. "It's Harry's discharge form. Just hand it to the lady at the front desk when you leave," She ordered, whispering at the end; so Harry wouldn't hear that we were indeed leaving this hospital as soon as we reached the end of this hallway.
"Uhm, can you hand it in for me please, Tessa? I have a feeling I'll be leaving in a rush.." I whispered, and she laughed weakly; nodding and taking the paper back, just before Niall piped up from behind me.
"Li.." He whispered quietly, as my pace quickening. I stared straight ahead, not wanting to acknowledge my own name. I knew exactly what he was going to ask; and I didn't want to answer it.
"What the hell are you doing..?" He added and I sighed; quickly turning to him. He had vast amounts of confusion in his bright blue eyes, but anger was slowly taken over them. His chest was rising and falling at a quickened pace, and his hands were shaking. I continued to stare at him, talking in the millions of words that his eyes expressed; he clearly knew my plan.. what I had done and was going to do.
"I... uhm," I returned, but then trailed off as I took a quick look around at the people who were walking beside me. Zerrie's hands were interlocked, and their eyes were both looking ahead. Tessa on the other hand, was glancing down at Harry, probably just keeping an eye on him. My expression soon dropped as I finally came to slight realization. I obviously knew Niall was already pretty upset with me, and I also knew Harry would be as well when he found out that I had tricked him. That is already two out of my four best friends hating me... and I bet the rest are coming soon! Had I just turned everyone against me..? What was I doing?!
"Liam." Niall spoke, breaking my thoughts. I shivered at his words. Niall only calls me Liam when he's really mad at me.
"Answer me," He ordered again and I gulped; feeling a lump form in my throat. I continued to look away, but, then reluctantly faced Niall when his hand was placed on top of mine.
"I'm sorry. I had too. It was the only way to get him out," I blurted out, but only so Niall could hear. He frowned at me; looking completely disappointed and appalled, and then returned his hand to his side.
"Liam, you can't do this to Harry; he has such a soft and tender spot in his heart for Louis! I can't believe you would tell him a lie like that. That is so low!" He scolded; keeping his voice hushed, and tears began to flood my eyes. I felt my face begin to go red, and my heart was beating out of my chest. The guilt was simply overwhelming. I clenched the wheelchair handles and forced myself to look away from Niall again. I was ashamed, and I guess you could say I was beginning to freak out as well. There goes my panicky mind again. I did go too low; I should have thought of something else to say. Not to bring up Louis, or use him in a lie in my case. That was horrible of me. I wanted to look back at Niall, but I couldn't.
"I just.." I whispered, as I quickly used one hand to whip away my tears discreetly. I had no justification anymore. I now believed I was 100% in the wrong, and I was speechless. But, I can't turn back. I have to just go through with it and make up for it later; something I feared to do.
"I'm just really disappointed in you Liam. I really thought you would fix this... you always fix our problems perfectly. You never have done something drastic like this before." He ranted again and my eyes snapped towards him suddenly; becoming wide. Wait a second. This all goes back to what I had said before... when I was upset with Zayn and Niall... My mind quickly flicked back to when I was sitting outside of Harry's z-ray room; remembering my thoughts.
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"Why am I always the one that has to care for everyone? It's like I'm the only one who cares enough to actually spend my time comforting people or even just show up to be with them. Why do I have to take all the weight and stress when others don't have to?" I vented out loud to myself.
"Because I'm daddy direction and I always have a way to fix the problem without help from others." I blurted out, sighing; answering my own question.
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I quickly zoned back in and then squinted my eyes at Niall; anger cursing through me, breaking my worries and regrets. I had no time to rationalize; all I was thinking about was that it was their faults as well, not just my own! They always push me first to fix things, and if I screw up, the blood is on my hands! So, It's not my fault I screwed up, I'm always under too much pressure! Against my better judgement I then returned to Niall; voicing my new found opinion.
"You know what, you're right Niall. I always fix the problems. I'm always responsible for that, and one ever helps me. So, I'm sorry that maybe this time I screwed up. All the pressure is always on me. You have no right to scold me for a small mistake, if you guys never step up to the plate! If you wanted it done differently, then do it yourself!" I yelled, and this time, at normal voice level. I immediately slammed my mouth shut and then looked around slowly. My loud remark had caused everyone to stand stationary in the hallway and face me curiously. Harry included; who had twisted his torso around to look at me. I took a deep breath. Niall had widened his teary eyes; clearly offended and shocked by my comeback.
"Woah, Li. What was that about?" Zayn queried, with a slight bit of disgust as he looked at Niall's weary eyes. Now that I think of it, Zayn was probably so disgusted because it looked like I had just exploded at Niall for no reason, but I did have a reason! ... didn't I? I was even battling with myself; I was so unsure! Unable to make eye contact with anyone, I focused straight ahead and carried on; almost storming away.
"Liam.. what are you doing? ...Liam... what happened with Niall?" Harry continued to mumble as the distance between us and the rest of the group grew larger. Within a few steps, I was at the end of the hallway. I could either go left or right, right being the way to the exit and left being the way to the emergency surgery unit... or to Louis.
"WHAT ARE YOU EVEN TALKING ABOUT?!" Niall boomed and I cringed, hearing the distress in his voice. Yet, without hesitation or even looking back, I wheeled my way closer and closer to the turn; veering to the... right. C'mon! I had to get Harry out of here! Plus, Harry wouldn't know which was Louis was anyway. For all he knew, Louis could be right down this hall.
As Harry and I were finally out of sight, I quickened my pace, trying to get away without begin caught with more questions. Even though we had just gone into a different hallway, I continued to hear many small shocked remarks from Zayn and Niall. I made myself promise to never stop walking away no matter what they said. ...that until a quiet yet clear as day dainty voice piped up.
"But wait, isn't Louis the other way?"
I stopped right in my tracks; making Harry spin around towards me curiously. I forced myself to take a breath; feeling my whole body shake with fear. Many curse words swirled around in my mind as I finally matched the voice to the proper face. Perrie.
Oh... sweet... oblivious...plan-ruining... Perrie.
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Well there's Chapter 23! I hope you enjoyed(:
Buut, guess what? I wrote two chapters in one night again.. Ahahahaa.
I'll have to wait until tomorrow or the next day to update though(;
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~Ashley .xx
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