I woke up Thursday morning and decided to go for a run before my date with Ashton. We decided to break up tonight, because I couldn't bear all this drama and all the lies. I put on some old running shorts and an old tshirt then left my house. I was immediately swallowed into a mass of paparazzi and teen girls. The girls were yelling at me for hurting Louis and the press were trying to ask me questions. I started breaking quickly then all the breath was knocked out from me. A girl, 12 or 13 had punched me hard in the stomach. soon all the other girls joined in, and some even smacked me with pieces of my fence, which they had broke. the paparazzi were snapping pictures nonstop. I tried yelling for help, but my mom and dad were both at work. After about 10 minutes, the girls left when they saw Harry and Liam running towards me. Then they noticed that the door to the boys flat was open, so the girls all ran inside. I started to black out. MY head hurt, my stomach hurt, my legs hurt from being pushed down at an awkward angle and there was blood running down my face. While Zayn and Niall were pushing the girls out of the flat, Louis sat by my side and called 911.
"Mella, just hold on. Its all going to be okay. You are going to be fine." Harry said, trying to keep me form passing out.
"Mella, how many fingers am I holding up?" asked Liam. They tried to keep me conscious but after 5 minutes blackness swirled around me, engulfing me.
I woke up, and saw a Louis sitting beside me in a hospital chair. I looked down at my arms and say bandages and cuts. My head throbbed and my throat was dry. I tried to get up, but when I looked down at my right leg, there was a huge cast . I tried to yell for Louis, but nothing came out. I fell back asleep.
When I woke again, my mom was laying next to me. My dad was talking to Louis.
"Mella! You're awake!" My mom hugged me but I winced in pain.
"Sorry honey. I forgot 2 of your ribs are broken." I smiled through the pain. My dad kissed my cheek, then he and me mom left to go get me some dinner and some water. When they left Louis came and sat at my side. I layed my head against his shoulder. He kissed my forehead.
"Im so sorry Mella. I cant believe.. that they .... would hurt you. Im so sorry." I looked into his eyes, they were filled with tears.
"Louis, im fine. I deserved it anyway. They thought I hurt you, and broke your heart. They just didn't want you hurt." I said.
"No, you are not fine. You are in the hospital. You have 2 broken ribs, a broken rib, and a huge gash on your forehead." I reached up and touched the Band-Aid. I winced.
Just then, Harry, Liam, Zayn, and Niall walked in. Harry was carrying Vanilla Ice.
"Harry you brought Vanilla Ice!! Thank you so much!" I picked up my kitten, and held him close to my heart. he purred.
"Just don't let the nurses see him." said Harry laughing. I smiled and laid back onto the pillows. I felt a cold, thick liquid sweeping into my arm through the IV. I fell asleep holding Vanilla ICe with my head on Louis' shoulder.
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My Boys from Beneath the Floorboards
FanfictionMella Fleming didn't want to move all the way from Chicago to London, but the odds were in her favor. Her new next door neighbors were only the most famous boyband in the world-- ONE DIRECTION!!! But things get complicated, and she becomes the queen...