~ Stuck ~ (A Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Chapter 15

~Briana's P.O.V~

Ouchh. I am still mad at Niall. How dare that person show up, with no apology just expecting for me to like hug him. Dammit. I wish I had died. Well... there is some good news. It is the last day of July. Ang and I would be going back to England in a month. 

Ang and the boys went down to the cafeteria to get food to eat. So I was just there alone in the room. 

Until the doctor came. "Hello Briana." How are you feeling?" he said. "I'm feeling very good actually, thank you." I replied. He nodded and left the room.

The room door opened again. "I actually-" I started. Then I looked up and saw that it was Niall. "Oh... it's you." I said. "Yeah. I brought some food up for you."  he said, awkwardly. "Yeah. Obviously." I told him. He walked over to me and handed me the tray. It had my favorite foods.  Salad, sparkling water, Steak. "Wow. Ang must want me to get fat." I said to him. "Actually... I picked these out for you." he replied. "Okay... well thanks." I told him. I looked at him. He wouldn't meet my eyes. "You know you don't have to act this way right? I'm cool. It's okay." I told him, hopefully. "But I DO have to act this way Briana. I never done anything like this before. I do have to act this way." he replied. 

* * * * * * * * 

So. That conversation was awkward. He told me that he 'Does have to act like that' and by that, I mean all sad and depressed. I know I'm supposingly supposed to hate him but I feel bad for him. Kinda. Anyways, the conversation? Like what the hell happened. And um, thank the gods (Been reading a little too much Percy Jackson) that summer is almost over. Ang and I can go back to England. Yay.

"Briana." the doctor said as he walked in AGAIN. Seriously  it's been like 5 times already. It was only me Niall and him in the room and I can tell that he is clearly trying not to fangirl... or boy. Fanboy."I am fine. Can I leave. Like as in today. Now perhaps." I told him. "Well... yes but you need rest." he answered. "Well I'm going to my friend's beach house. I can lie there all day." I argued. "Yes. Yes fine." he answered. I smiled. "Now if you guys will excuse me, I have to get my self out of this..." I said as I motioned to my hospital gown.

So now I am in Ang's beach house. Thank the gods (again) that there is a tv in here. I turned on the tv just to see that Pretty Little Liars is on. The theme song was playing. Then the show started. I had my eyes glued on to the tv. When the girls got a text, it was from A. I then realized how much they relate to us. The texts. "Dude... what the hell." I said as Ezra took Aria to his cabin in the woods. No cell service, internet. Aria is screwed. Then the episode ended. The next Pretty Little Liars came on and there was the theme song AGAIN. That song scares me. So anyways, like halfway in the episode, A locks Spencer and Aria in a closet at Ezra's cabin. A takes the diary. I sighed and shook my head. So much like my life.

It's like 9 at night now. I hope Ang is having a good time. Her parents aren't home right now. I got the house to myself. I called Ang. She picked up. 

Hey Ang. What's up?

Huh? Oh hey Bree. How you doing?

I'm fine.

Hey everyone, it's Bree. Say hi.

Hiiiii

Hey guys. Have fun.

Thanks Bree. Feel better.

I Hung up and continued to watch tv until 11. Ang's parents still aren't back yet, so I was still home alone. I went to get some food to eat. Ughhh. So bored. I was about to text Ang, until someone texted me. 

Dang. I was so not in the mood for this. It was from the "Anonymous" person.

Home alone? I wonder what Ang is doing right now. I'm pretty sure you'll have some company. ~Anonymous.

What the hell does that mean? Then, the lights turned off. Wow. Blackout? Seriously? Now? I grunted in fustration. Then, the Pretty Little Liars theme song was playing. "What the heck? Didn't I turn the tv off?" I yelled to myself. 

Then, someone grabbed me. And put their hand over my mouth. Now, the theme song was getting faster.

Got a secret, can I keep it

Swear this one you'll save                                                                                                                                    

 Better lock it in your pocket                                                                                                                                   

Taking this one to the grave                                                                                                                                

 If I show you then I know you                                                                                                                              

 Won't tell what I said                                                                                                                                            

Cause two can keep a secret                                                                                                                              

 If one of them is dead  

It kept on playing over and over again. I felt sleepy. I closed my eyes. The last words I heard was

If one of them is dead