Shaken, worried and in pain, I asked “What happened just now? How long have I been passed out?” not taking my stare off Niall. His bright blue eyes were looking back at me with concern in them. Before Niall could respond Louis said “You have been out for about an hour and a half. Niall, here, has been trying to wake you up ever since you passed out.” Niall's cheeks flushed a bright red.
“You're not supposed to sleep with a concussion” Liam said.
“But I didn't chose to 'fall asleep', I passed out because of the pain” I tried argue. “Shouldn't I be in the hospital?” looking up at Niall. He was speaking for everyone now “We all hate hospitals and we didn't think you could handle the hate mail, well not right now at least.” I looked around the room at everybody, they were all nodding in agreement.
“Why would I get hate mail?” I asked dumbfounded.
“Although a lot of fans absolutely love you for saving us, there is still a lot of fans who are jealous of you and do highly dislike you” Zayn admitted.
“So, I save you lives and people hate me for that?”
“Yeah, that pretty much sums it up”
“Wow, I'm feeling loved” I said, letting out a sigh.
“Well, you are loved, by us that is” said Harry. Everyone agreeing with him. Then Niall spoke up and said “Especially me.” Then he leaned down and gently kissed me. Recovering from the shock of his kiss, I asked “How exactly did I save your lives?” They all had grown very quiet and wouldn't look at me, including Niall. He stared off in the other direction, blinking back his tears. I sat up despite the searing pain, forcing back pain filled tears “Can you guys please tell me what happened” I half asked and half demeaned.. Niall placed his hand on my knee with a pleading in his eyes.
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Teen Fiction17 year old, Lillianne Marie Lowe, never could have guessed that one day she'd be sitting in One Direction's flat on a day in June. With her troubled and not so healthy past and a torn family, she never would have guessed what would be happening to...
