Charlie's POV
Charlie, nows the time. I smiled to show Niall I was awake. Don't ask how I knew it was Niall I just did.
One the count of three.
One,
Two,
Three!
I quickly withdrew my hand from Niall's grip and sat up. I grabbed his hand and started to bite it. I don't know why, I just has a sudden urge to. He yanked his hand away and started rubbing it. He stood up and looked at me shocked. He slowly stepped back, looking at me with his mouth wide open.
"Oh my gosh, I-I'm so sorry. W-what happened?" I stuttered sitting up in the bed.
"I'll just leave now." He announced, walking towards the door, but before he walked out he looked over at me, a look of utter terror on his face.
He walked out and closed the door with a slam behind him. I leant back in my bed, wondering what just came over me. What just happened? Why did I do that?
My thoughts were interrupted as a nurse and a doctor in a white coat walked in. The nurse came over and grabbed my arm. I yanked it away and started yelling.
"Get away!" I yelled.
The doctor came over and started to tamper with the machine next to me. I don't know why but I leant across and started to hit him. He stepped back and called for the nurse. She rushed over and before I knew it she stabbed a needle in me, blackness overcoming me.
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"She's fine now, she's just getting over her wound, there's still some of the disease in her, so it's now just wearing off. She will gradually get better, it'll just take a few more days." I heard a ladies voice explain from somewhere to the right of me.
I heard someone mumble a thanks as I heard her footsteps leave. The other person who was in the room with me walked over and sat down next to me. I slowly opened my eyes, waiting for them to adjust to the new light. I looked around, as I recognised Niall sitting next to me. He had his head in his hands and he was shaking his leg. I carefully sat up in my bed, leaning on the wall behind me.
Niall quickly lifted his head up, standing up and moving slightly away from me.
"It's alright, I won't hurt you. I'm really sorry." I said, twiddling my thumbs.
"Alright, and it's fine, it wasn't really you." He smiled, sitting back down.
"Were you hurt?" I asked, taking a look at his arm.
"Yeah, it's fine now. How're you feeling?" He asked, hiding the fact that his arm was actually bandaged up.
"Yeah. I actually feel really good. How long have I been out?"
"Only a couple of hours. They said that you could leave in a couple of days. Once they've gone through a test and stuff."
"Yeah. Thanks."
"For what?"
"For everything. Helping me, staying with me. You guys didn't have to. But you did. So thanks." I smiled.
"It's nothing really."
We sat there in silence for a bit until a nurse walked in.
"Ah, you're awake." A young lady walked in, carrying a black clipboard.
I smiled as she walked over to me, fiddling with the machine next to me.
After half an hour she left, just as all of the other boys arrived. They all walked in holding toys, balloons and all sorts of things. They all placed them down on the table next to my bed.
"How're you feeling?" Liam asked, crossing his arms over his chest.
"A lot better now. Thanks." I smiled, adjusting the pillow behind my head.
"That's good. Let's hope you're released soon." He smiled.
The boys stayed for what seems like forever. We talked about random stuff, luckily nothing about what were going to do after I'm released. I'm worried that they won't want to see me again. I mean, with their jobs and everything going on in their lives, I just don't thinks that they will have the time.
"Well, I'm going to go and grab some dinner. Would you like some Charlie?" Harry asked walking over to the door and standing there.
"Actually, would you be able to get me some satay beef from the Chinese shop down the road?" I asked.
"Sure, would anyone else like some?"
"Yea I'll have some. But I'll come with you." Zayn piped up, standing and walking over to Harry.
"I think I'll just go home. I'm really tired. Goodnight guys." Liam stood up and walked out the door, after giving me a hug.
"Do you want to come Louis?" Harry asked.
"Sure." He smiled, winking at Niall.
"I'll have the same as Charlie." Niall said.
Harry nodded and walked out the door, Zayn and Louis behind.
After they left Niall and I talked for ages, waiting for them to come back. When they did, we all dug in, obviously hungry. They stayed for ages until I made them all go home. They were all yawning and rubbing their eyes. Niall was the last to leave.
"Goodnight Charlie. I'll come by tomorrow." He smiled.
He walked over to me and hugged me, then giving me a kiss in the cheek. I smiled as he pulled away. As he walked away, he looked back, a massive grin on his face. After he left the room was silent, the only sound was the wind outside. After staring aimlessly at the ceiling, I fell asleep thinking of one thing. The only thing that was on my mind; Niall.
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