~ Stuck ~ (A Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Chapter 14

~Angelica's POV~

Bree marches right up to Niall and dumps a glass of water right in his face. He squeezes his eyes shut and then open, a look of shock crosses his face as he looks at an angry Bree who just turns around and demands the keys from Louis, who reluctantly hands them to her. Zayn was in tears while Harry and Liam are trying to comfort him. This is so fucking messed up. Niall just asked me to talk to him and I agreed because I would agree to talk to any of the boys if they wanted but then he decides to confess all these feelings to me and I just stood there, shocked. I was happy for a moment but reality shot me like a gun. Niall is supposed to be faithful to whoever he's dating not decide that he likes her best friend. I was pissed at the moment. And then he leaned in to kiss me harshly. I didn't kiss back obviously. I whimpered and pushed him back and thats when Bree comes into view.

"Niall, what the fuck, make up your damn mind or don't even bother to speak to Bree and or me!" I throw my hands up in the air and walk up to the other boys.

"I'm... Gonna go look for Bree." I'm about to step foot out the door when Harry yanks my arm back and I glare at them. The hell is wrong with this kid.

"You're not going alone." He says sternly and I scowl.

"Watch me." I yank my arm from his grip and run out the door. Like a boss. Shut up. This isn't a time for joking. I need to find Bree.

I start by walking right on the sidewalk of the direction the cars were driving because Bree obviously took Louis' car.

I cross stores, houses, streets, and signs, but still can't find Bree's car parked anywhere. Where could she have gone? I spot a black Range Rover that is smashed into a big oak tree near the lake. Ouch, i feel bad for who's in that car. I see a few people crowding the car and people speaking into their phones, most likely calling an ambulance or a tow truck company.

I decide to take a look at the scene anyway. As i get near the car, I spot in the drivers' seat, a girl with brown hair covering her face with blood running down her forehead. She has bird earrings in her ears and. Wait. WAIT. oh no.

"Bree? BREE?!" I start screaming and people are looking at me with shock and sympathy at the same time. I waste no time trying to yank the car door open but it barely budges.

"Don't bother trying, sweetheart, we've already tried everything to pry open that door but it does 't seem to budge, we called an ambulance so it should be arriving shortly." A man says.

I ignore him and all the murmuring of people around me, focusing on this one thing. Opening this stupid door so I can save my best friend. Well. Sort of.

I'm about to give up seeming as I couldn't get this stupid door to open. I give one last air sucking pull and the door swings open, slashing a cut on my wrist. Blood is now dripping from my arm as a few people gasp but again, I ignore them and wince as I pull Bree out of the car. She has cuts on her arms and a few bruises but other than that, she seems fine. Except for the fact that her forehead is cut from smashing her head on the window, shattering it. I lay her on the ground, biting my lip, trying to keep the tears from falling but I fail. I vigorously wipe at my face. I hear the faint sounds of sirens coming in our direction and I wait as people bring down a stretcher, telling everyone to move back.

"You coming in the ambulance with us, miss?" A guy from the ambulance asks and I nod, stepping into the back while all the people pat my back and say things that I guess they thought were reassuring but inside, I was freaking out.

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-at le hospital-

I rang up all the boys, telling them what happened and they're all here now, as we're sitting in the uncomfortable waiting chairs as are expecting news from Bree from the doctor.

"This is all my fault." Niall and I say at the same time. We look at each other.

"No, its mine, I should have left once you confessed your feelings to me, instead, I stood there and let you kiss me, if I left, she wouldn't have seen you kiss me and she wouldn't have stormed out without an explanation," I bury my head in my hands and I feel a warm body wrap its arms around me as I sob into whoever's shoulder this is. I look at the color of the shirt and recognize it as Louis'.

"No, I shouldn't have asked you to come talk to me in the first place, maybe I should have just sent you a text or called you even, I definitely shouldn't have kissed you either," Niall says and a pang erupts in my heart once he said those words. So I am just a mistake to him.

"Visitors of...Miss Accola?" A petite woman with a doctors' coat on asks. We all stand up.

"Yes? How is she doing? Is she alright? What's happening?" I urge the doctor to tell us something. Anything.

"Yes, she's fine, and is now resting, she has a couple cuts that we bandaged up as well as the one on her forehead so whenever she's ready, she is free to go, you may now visit her,"

I rush into the room where Bree is staying, followed by all the other boys.

"BREE!" I scream. She looks up from her lap and looks at me, her eyes sparkling with tears. "I'm so sorry, I didn't kiss him back, I swear it!" I say and she engulfs me into a hug. Wow. She took this better than I thought she would. I expected screaming even a little hair pulling but hugging? Didn't see that one coming.

"I know, Ang, I know you'd never do that to me, I trust you," Bree says in between sobs as we're embracing each other.

"I need to explain this all to Zayn," I say and Bree nods, releasing me while all the other boys take turns talking and hugging her. Except Niall. Bree refuses to acknowledge him and he looks hurt trying to explain this to her but she wouldn't have it, she just started talking to Liam and Niall looks at me in defeat but I glare at him and turn away, still pissed.

"Zayn...," My breath gets caught in my throat but he hears me, turning around to face me. His eyes are red and puffy and he has his hands stuffed into his jean pockets.

"Crazy day today, eh?" Zayn attempts to lighten up the mood and I chuckle at his effort.

"Yeah but...I really am sorry, Zayn, Niall kissed me but I didn't kiss back, you believe me right?" I ask hopefully and he nods.

"I know...Niall's been a real jerk lately." Zayn sighs. "I think I'm going to end my friendship with him because of what he did to Bree and you."

A wave of shock passes over me, "No Zayn, just because Bree and I aren't speaking to him doesn't mean that you shouldn't eith-"

I'm cut off when he engulfs me into a tight hug and I hug back.

"So this means we're good?" I ask and be nods into my hair.

All of a sudden, my phone chimes and I fish it out of my pocket while still hugging Zayn, reading it while doing so.

Bree got lucky this time...will you? Until next time...xxo

~anonymous