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He lead me to his apartment that he shares with the rest of the guys.
They all greeted me with hugs when I walked in with Niall. Dinner was on the table and there were 6 spots.
"We made you dinner." Liam said.
"Well. Liam said we. By we he meant Harry. He is the kitchen guru." Louis told me.
I sat down and had the first genuine family meal since my family got sick.
"So we only have 5 beds, so Niall offered to sleep on the couch so you could have his bed." Zayn told me as I was brushing my hair and getting ready for bed. I was sleeping in one of Harry's shirts because I didn't have any proper pajamas.
I looked over at Niall. "Awww. You didn't have to do that. I would be satisfied with a spot on the floor. Anywhere is better than in a hospital waiting room." I told him.
"I wanted to. Really." He said.
"Okay." I said softly.
Later, I was tossing and turning in a restless sleep. I woke up with a nightmare about my family in the middle of the night. I was drenched in sweat. Tears stained my cheek and the pillows. I got up and went to the bathroom to wash my face. I came out at sat on a stood at the bar in the kitchen, rubbing my face, trying to calm down. 
Niall sat up and rubbed his eyes and saw me sitting there, tears silently streaming down my face.
"What's wrong love?" He whispered, sitting up.
"It's n-nothing. I j-just had-d a n-nightmare.  N-nothing unusual." I stuttered.
I gained control of my voice and continued, "Don't worry. Go back to sleep." I got up and walked back to his room and climbed under the covers, taking shaky breaths.
"It's okay to be upset. I am actually surprised at how you have been holding up." Niall was standing in the doorway. I was sitting cross legged in the middle if his bed.
He came over and climbed in and held me close. "It's okay. You can be hurt. I am here for you. I will never leave you." He stroked my hair. We were lying down at this point. My face in his chest, his chin on my head. His strong arms were wrapped around me, our legs were intertwined. I fell asleep like that.
I woke up again with another nightmare. I was breathing heavily.
"Shhhh. It's okay. I'm here." Niall said in a tired voice. He had just woken up. "I'm here."
The next time I woke up, sun was breaking through the curtains. I was still lying in Niall's arms. I looked at his face to see he was already awake and looking at me.
"Good morning love." He said.
We got up, and walked into the kitchen to see Harry making muffins.
"That smells fantastic Harry." I told him taking a seat at the barstool where I had been sitting not more than 7 hours ago.
We had Harry's muffins for breakfast. And I didn't have any other clothes. Harry had called his sister, Gemma over to help me get ready. She brought clothes and soon I was in a cute outfit. I walked out of the bedroom to head back to the hospital when I heard, "So Niall. Sleeping with her huh? Is that why you volunteered to give up your bed?"
"It's not like that. She had a nightmare in the middle of the night and she came out here crying. I couldn't leave her alone. I needed her to know that I am always here for her." I heard Niall say.
"Is that why you are skipping. Rehearsal today? To be with her?"
"Yeah. It is."
I turned the corner, showing myself.
Liam whistled. "Gemma is good."
I blushed. "She wanted to do more but I said no because it would just get messed up because of the crying that I will inevitably do today."
"Are you ready to go Princess?" Niall asked.
"Am I princess now?" I asked jokingly.
"To me you are" he said seriously.

Part six. Yes there is more. You do not have to finish reading this unless you want to. I would appreciate comments though. Thank you all. Lots of love to you from me.

-Veerah

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