Head Over Heels

Help! I Need Somebody.

*Riley's P.O.V.*

"Um, tw-two boys, figh-fighting, b b b a a a d d d," I just managed into the phone.

"Here give that to me," Philycia demanded.

She explained the who mess to the operator and told them our address.

In minutes, sirens were flashing dowm our street. we managed to stop the fight a little, but not much. They just couldn't get their hands off of each other.

When the police came and put them in strechers, because they were obviously hurt, I couldn't take it any more. I ran into Niall's room and shoved my face into a pillow.I

"Ri it's going to be okay, don't worry," Phil said trying to help.

"Phil, I know you're trying to help and all but just get the boys safely to the hospital and leave me alone please."

She walked out silent. Was that rude? I wasn't trying to be rude to my best friend, I just needed to get my head together.

Two boys. Louis Tomlinson. Niall Horan. I'm supposed to be in love with Louis. But why am I not? All he has done is take me back and love me as he did before. Now, he thinks Niall did it when really I am the one who messed up. The one who picked the wrong guy. The one who sent two innocent boys to the hospital. But, I'm in love with Niall. His smile. His laugh. His hair. The way he talks to me. I. Love. Him. But I'm not supposed to, right? 

Love is pain. Pain is love. 

For once in my life, I have to deal with both.

I block out the screaming and shouting. I lay my head. Close my eyes. And dream a beautiful dream.

- The Next Morning -

"Riley, wake up," I hear faintly as someone taps my shoulder.

"Wake up," He says.

I open my eyes as my vision meets Harry,

"Huh?" I say confused.

"I'm bringing you to the hospital, let's go," he said practically dragging me out of bed.

"But, my clothes," I murmered sitting up.

"Don't worry about it, love. You look fine."

"Not as fine as me though, right," Philycia said walking in.

"Of course, babe," Harry said kissing her cheek.

I smiled at the thought of how cute and perfect the two were for each other. 

Eventually, we made it to the car and I buckled my seat belt.

"So, can you catch me up on what happened last night?" I asked.

"Well, um once the police got in, the fight broke up. But, they were seriously injured. Niall had a broken collar bone and leg, and Louis has a serious concussion."

I immediately broke out into tears. This was all my fault, if only I loved Louis. But I didn't, I just didn't.

We pulled up to the parking lot and I took a deep breath.

I rembered the words of encouragement my role model Demi Lovato taught me, STAY STRONG. Just like I her I got a tatoo on my wrist to remind myself.

I held my held high and I took a deep breath a strode into the hospital with confidence. I followed Philly and Harry's lead to two rooms.

The left one said Louis T. The right, Niall H.

I took a deep breath and pushed through the left door.

A/N

Hey it's Philly. Sorry about the short update. Keep voting and commenting. xoxo