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[23] - The Hospital.. Again.. | draft two

Delinquent

[23] - The Hospital.. Again..

C h a r l o t t e

"Niall Horan?" The boys and I jumped up and rushed over to the lady. She held a clipboard firmly in her hand, tapping her painted nails against it.

"Friends?" She asked.

"They're his friends. I'm his girlfriend." I didn't know what else to say. We were a couple without a label. She seemed to believe it because she nodded and led us down the hall and to the right.

"He's in there, be careful though." She smiled sympathetically then stalked off. Her smile made me nervous, and I squeezed my hands tightly together, as if I was going to break them.

Louis pushed open the door and let me in first, letting the rest of the boys follow through. My eyes began watering, and I wiped them with my sleeve.

There Niall was. He was sat up at an angle and his bright blonde hair stuck to his pale forehead. His eyes were closed and IV cord was hooked up to his arm.

My hand flew up to my mouth and I let out a strangled sob. Zayn, Harry, and Louis came and wrapped their arms around me while Liam just stormed off somewhere. We just stood there for a minute, wrapped in each others arms until Zayn broke the silence.

"Do you want to see him, love?" He whispered. I nodded and the boys let go of me. I slowly walked over to Niall's sleeping body, letting my fingers drag lightly across the edge of the bed. I entwined my hand with Niall's limp one, bringing it up to my face and kissing his knuckles softly.

I heard the door shut quietly and I looked over to see that the boys had left me alone with Niall.

"Niall, oh Niall. I really wish this never happened. Maybe, just maybe, if I had never gone into that bathroom that day, we would've never made that deal. We wouldn't be in this situation right now. You wouldn't have went to jail. I wouldn't have gotten kidnapped. We would be living our separate lives and being teenagers. You would be okay. But, then I think, I like you. I like you lot. Wait, no I don't like you, I love you. You're my everything. I've loved the cuddles, kisses, and talks we've had. And how you always let me wear your clothes because you think they 'look better on me', or how you always peppered kisses down my neck to wake me up in the morning. Niall, you are a delinquent. You do bad things and everyone makes you out to be this horrible boy who sleeps with a different girl every night. Everyone makes you out to be a terrible, heartless creature. But truth to be told, you're just a broken boy looking for love. And I guess you've found it. I love you, my little delinquent." I leaned down and kissed his forehead, then his cheek. A single tear slid down my cheek.

I stared at him, only for a moment.
Then I gently laid his hand down, turning on my heel and leaving the room to go find the boys.

-

"Should we go find Liam?" I asked as Harry started the truck and began driving.

"He's at the place we were staying at, he just texted me." Louis replied, holding my hand in reassurance. I nodded and rested my head on his shoulder.

Louis was like my best friend. He was  an older brother just as the rest of the boys were. They all treated me like the princess I apparently was to them. Liam, well, he sometimes had outbursts and would get angry at me for no apparent reason. Zayn had told me it was because he had a bipolar disorder. I believed it.

Harry pulled up to the house and shut off the truck. Louis jumped out, pulling me with him. Zayn and Harry followed behind us as Louis unlocked the door.

"Liam?" I called.

"What?" His voice snapped from the living room. We all stalked into the living room.

"It's all your fault Lottie." Liam growled, pacing around the living room.

"What's my fault?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

"Why Niall's in the hospital." He replied.

"Excuse me," I sniffled. "How is that my fault? Gale shot Niall, not me."

"I know that, but if Niall never met you, this wouldn't be happening."

"Liam, do you think I knew that was going to happen? I went in there to wash my hands, not to get raped. You know, I wondered why I went in there too. But I'm glad I went into that bathroom. Because if I didn't, I would've never met the boy I love!" I screamed at him, turning around and brushing past the boys and running up the stairs and into Niall and I's room.

Slamming the door shut, I looked around. The bed was a mess, my teddy bear next to the wall. The walls had post-it's littered across it, right above the side of the bed that was pushed against the wall. The large calendar above the desk had read X's on it. I made my way closer to it, examining it. I lifted it up, and two different pages were marked with red X's.

There were little notes marked. Like the day we first kissed, and other things like that.

I smiled a watery smile, wiping off the tears that were falling slowly down my pale face.

He really does love me.

I closed the calendar and walked over to the bed. I climbed onto the high bed, sitting crisscrossed.

The brightly coloured papers were falling off slightly. All of them together made a formation.

'N + C = ♡'

Little notes were written on each note.

'I love Lottie'

'Lottie is my babygirl'

'Niall loves Lottie'

'Charlotte Elyse Green + Niall James Horan'

'Lottie is a beautiful princess'

'Bow down to queen Lottie'

'X.XX.XXXX - first kiss with my baby'

'Missing my princess'

'Gonna kick Gale's ass because he took my babygirl'

Those were what some of them said. I can't believe I didn't notice them before. I noticed a bright green post it note pad lying on the bedside table. I walked over to the table and picked up the notepad.

'Baby we're fireproof'

I smiled at that one.

'Where do broken hearts go?'

Was he writing songs?

'I promise falling for me won't be a mistake'

'These arms were made for holding you'

These notes brought tears to my eyes, and I don't think he was even finished with putting them up. I closed my eyes briefly, squeezing them shut, and then opened them again.

Thanks for doing this to me, Niall.

-

sorry for not updating in like forever and ten years.

ive been busy.

but im going to get back on track and keep updating again bc we're halfway done with the second draft!

how was your thanksgiving?

and are you getting lit for Christmas?
bc i am.