Differences

chapter 13

Aubrey’s POV

Once I entered the room; the isolation and coldness of the room made tears fall from my eyes. I creep to the side of the bed; where Louis laid. He looked dead. His tan skin was now pale, his cheeks were now blue. His hair was still messy but wasn't as lively as before. I couldn't stop my tears from falling down my cheeks. I wished I would've never met him. He wouldn't be lying in this hospital. Niall would've never got in that fight. Brandon would've never hit me... As I thought of Brandon hitting me I began to cry. I asked the nurse in my sobs to please step out. I dropped to my knees; praying to god Louis would feel better. My eyes were still blurred by my tears; I gripped Louis hand that were cold and limb. I stood up and began to speak.

"Louis I know you can't really hear me, but I want you to know I care for you so much and I regret putting you through all this shit. My ex is crazy. I can't believe I'm even speaking to you I mean I'm an idiot, like what makes me think you want to speak with me. I'm so selfish, this was a bad idea I mean I love you but as a brother. I don't know why they thought I was your girlfriend. I really miss your random texts in the late hours and you just being around. I would never want you to be like this".

 I stop talking when I feel a light grip around my hand. I look up at the heart monitor and I notice it slightly increased. My tears were now dried up and a smile was planted across my face. Louis' eyes flickered open scaring me. His eyes were bloodshot red. His chest slowly begins to rise more noticeable. I feel tears fall down my face. I hold his hand close to my chest and kiss it softly. One of my tears fall on his hands; startling him. The nurse then enters the room telling me the visiting hours were done and I had to leave. I say goodbye to Louis. I could tell he tried to get it out but it didn't come out so he just gave me a weak smile before I turned away to exit the room.

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We all return back to Niall's house; sitting in Niall's room. They all repeatedly ask me how he looked and if he seemed any better. I just tell them small details. Niall comforts me by wrapping his arm around my shoulders. Jazmine and Zayn were very close while Liam was making gagging sounds at them. Jazmine sticks her tongue out Liam; which makes Liam tackles her softly and they end up wrestling for the next 10 minutes. We all crack up laughing as Liam screeches like a little lad.

After they finish wrestling, Jazmine decides to suggest playing Balloon Stomp. I look at her confused "What is balloon stomp?" 

(If you know this game you can skip the next paragraph explaining the game.)

Jazmine explains “balloon stomp is when you attach 2 balloons to each leg and on the count you try to pop the others balloons while protecting yours.”

We all agree that we should play the game. Niall runs up to his room to grab the balloons. No pun intended. When Niall returns we each take 2 and begin to blow them up. Once our balloons are blown up we get strings and tie them to our ankles. We circle up and begin to count down. 3...2...1. Zayn tried to pop one of my Balloons but fails and falls on his bottom. I stomp down on his balloon on his right ankle and it pops. As I stomped down I heard a pop right behind me. Jazmine had popped my left balloon. Liam was already out and so was Niall. Jazmine still having 2 balloons left to pop. I dodge her foot as she tries to stomp on my other balloon. I quickly popped Zayn’s other balloon making it only Jazmine and me left.

My expression completely changes from focused to amuse. Jazmine was so focused on popping mine that she tripped over her own 2 feet. I begin to die laughing. She quickly regains herself and is completely red. I stomped down popping her right Balloon. We both had one left. We circled around each other then I felt a pop on my leg.

"THAT'S CHEATING "! I shouted at Niall who was giggling with a fork in his hand. “I call rematch'! I shouted at Jazmine. That was so unfair. Zayn, Niall and Liam were laughing at me while I turned red. Jazmine gave me a sympathetic smile. I sat next to Liam, Trying to control my frustration towards Niall. “Aw Aubrey are you mad at me?" Niall teased me. "Shut up Niall". I spat back. I pouted next to Liam who was still dying of laughter. Niall walked over to me and picks me up by my back and knees. Niall swings me around and throws me up in the air. I scream when he throws me. “You’re so cute". Niall complemented me making me blush.

Niall carries me to his bed and begins to tickle me on my feet. I burst out laughing hoping I wouldn't kick him. I squirm around the bed trying to stop him from tickling me. The other boys begin to tickle Jazmine. We both scream and try to stop them but they continue. I look over at the clock and I notice it’s nearly 5pm and I told my mom I would come home. I push Niall hard enough to get him off of me. I quickly grab my bag and rush downstairs. “I really need to go, don't think this is your fault it has nothing to do with you". I shout as i close the door behind me.

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When I get home my brother is sitting in his usual placing, while my mom is going through mail. "Did you have fun with Niall and Louis?" She doesn't look up from the mail. I could see the anger in her tone. Fuck.

Huh. Is the only thing I can say? How the hell..? I relies there’s another head sitting next to my brother. I knew this haircut. I knew exactly who this was. Was he trying to get killed?

Brandon...

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