Little Did She Know (Niall Horan)

The Past Returns

Katelyn's P.O.V

I scream loudly as the strong hand reached out and grabbed me from behind the counter.

He pulled me close, letting his breath sneak into my face, a mixture of alcohol and cigarette smoke. It was awful.

I cringed as he slowly slide his hands over my body.

"Who are you?" I screamed in an attempt to get someone's attention. Anyone's.

He let out a laugh, "Let's just say I'm a good friend of Ryan's."

I flinched as he rammed me hard against the wall, causing my head to ache from the sudden impact.

I was suddenly drifting farther and farther away.

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I slowly fluttered my eyes open, to a darkly lit room. It was pitch black, except for the small amounts of lights sneaking in from under the curtains that surrounded me.

I was greeted by sounds, slow, monitoring sounds of machines attached to me, beeping loudly above my head.

I jumped startled as to where I was. Where was I?

Almost as soon as I had asked, a door swung open revealing a women dressed in scrubs and a white lab coat.

"Oh my god," she screamed, running back out into the hallway.

Soon several people piled into the room. "She's awake," they whispered quietly among themselves.

A older aged woman walked towards me smiling happily. "I'm so glad you are ok, we didn't think you'd be awake for a much longer time," she smiled writing down some things into her clipboard.

I was so confused, I couldn't even remember what happened. I stopped thinking for a minute and closed my eyes, leaning my head back onto my pillow.

"You and your baby boy are healthy, you will be able to leave this afternoon," said the nurse that came and checked up on me first.

I nodded, as all the memories from the past night came flooding back. "What time was I brought in here yesterday?" I asked the older lady who was undoing my IV and other cords.

"Honey, you was brought in a week ago, by a young man named Scott Davidson. He said he would be back to pick you up when you woke up from your coma," she said placing a hand atop of mine.

I shook my head, "There is no way that I had been in here for a week. Oh no, my photography job, my 7 eleven job." I squeezed my eyes together tightly, pressuring the headache to go away.

"Calm down honey, your friend um, what's her name," she said snapping her fingers rapidly, "yeah, your friend Christine told me to tell you she covered for you and Scott told Joanna about you being in the hospital."

Relief instantly flooded through my veins. I breathed out a long shaky breath. "Thank you doctor," I said quickly before closing my eyes again. I was so exhausted.

**

"Scott, I cannot thank you enough for what you did. You saved me, before things got worse, and Christine, thank you so much for covering for me," I said as I looked at my sweet boyfriend and one of my best friends aside from the girls and Mia.

I was now laying in bed, at the hotel I was currently staying at watching tv and eating some delicious ravioli that Christine had cooked for me.

Scott walked over kissing me on my forehead, "I have to go, I'll see you later sweetheart."