Having No Regrets (A One Direction Love Story)

Willow's POV

After a few days, I was finally able to get out of the hospital. I had to use crutches to get around because of my broken leg, which really sucked. It made me hate myself for taking normal walking for granted. 

Niall came to get me since it would have been awkward with Liam. He hadn't come back since the day the two of them fought with each other and I felt guilty for snapping at him like that. I knew he was being sincere but part of me was so scared of getting hurt again. But I knew I would just hurt even more if I kept distancing myself from him. If only there was a way for Niall to get over me. 

I got back to the tour bus and immediately saw Liam looking up at me with pain in his eyes. I hid my left hand as best as I could so no one would question the absence of my ring. 

"Liam, I'm sorry about kicking you put a few days ago. I just needed some time to figure things out." I said. "Plus, I was pissed about you and Niall fighting."

"It's understandable." Liam said, looking out the window. 

I decided to go to the couches and be alone for a bit. I pull out a folded up sheet of paper from my pocket. I unfolded it and stared at the lyrics I had written while trying to distract myself from life in the hospital. I was thinking about recording it when we get back to LA. If I did, I wanted it to be played on the piano. It was a song about Liam and I's breakup. 

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" A familiar voice asked. It was Niall. 

"Yeah sure." I replied and he sat down next to me. 

"So we never actually got to talk about this whole situation."

"No we haven't." I said. 

"I'm really sorry about breaking you guys up. I wasn't thinking. I just got so caught up in the moment and it just happened." Niall replied. 

"I know you didn't mean anything and I forgive you." I gave him a small smile. 

"So are we cool now?" Niall asked with nervousness in his voice. 

"Yeah, we are but Niall, you have to move on. You can do so much better than me, I know it. You're going to find an amazing girl, one who takes your breath away and you're going to fall in love with her. That girl just can't and it won't be me."

Niall looked hurt but I could tell he was trying to understand. He wanted to at least pretend he was so I wouldn't get upset. At least he was trying, even though I knew it was hard for him to do. 

"So what you got there?" Niall changed the subject and pointed at the paper. 

"Oh this? It's just a song I wrote about Liam. It's not that good though." I started to fold the paper back up. 

"Sing it for me."  Niall said. 

"Are you sure you want me to?" I asked. 

"Yeah, I want to hear it." Niall smiled. 

"OK I guess I could sing it for you." 

I looked down at the lyrics and began singing 

(Song- Almost Lover by A Fine Frenzy)

Your fingertips across my skin

The palm trees swaying in the wind, images 

You sang me Spanish lullabies 

The sweetest sadness in your eyes, clever trick

(Prechorus)

Well I'd never wanna see you unhappy 

I thought you'd want the same for me 

(Chorus)

Goodbye my almost lover 

Goodbye my hopeless dream 

I'm trying not to think about you

Can't you just let me be?

So long my luckless romance 

My back is turned on you

Should've known you'd bring me heartache 

Almost lovers always do 

We walked along a crowded street 

You took my hand and danced with me, images 

And when you left, you kissed my lips 

You told me you would never, never forget these images, no

(Prechorus)

(Chorus)

I can not go to the ocean 

I can not drive the streets at night 

I can not wake up in the morning without you on my mind 

So you're gone and I'm haunted and I bet you are just fine 

Did I make it that easy to walk right in and out of my life?

(Chorus)

"That was really good, Willow! I loved it!" Niall hugged me.

"Thank you, that means a lot." I said hugging him back. 

"Willow...was that song about me?" 

Niall and I let go of each other and turned around to see a very miserable looking Liam standing there at the entrance of the room. 

"Um...yeah...it was." I said looking down at the floor. My face felt hot from embarrassment. 

"What are you doing here?" Liam gave Niall a death stare. 

"I just wanted to talk to Willow. I wasn't doing anything wrong. Just because the two of us hang out together, doesn't mean there's something romantic happening." Niall defended himself. 

"Just get out of here before I beat the shit out of you again." Liam hissed. 

"Liam, would you just relax? He was just being here for me, like a good friend. You need to grow the fuck up." I said. 

"Whatever, I should just leave before I cause anymore trouble." Niall got up and left. 

"So you shared that song with him?" Liam asked annoyed. 

"Yeah, I did because he asked me to." I crossed my arms. 

"Those lyrics are kind of hurtful to me, you know." Liam gave me a dirty look. 

"Good, I'm fucking glad they are. Now you know how I feel." I replied harshly. 

"This conversation is clearly going nowhere so I'll just get out of your way now." Liam rolled his eyes and left. 

Just when I think I should apologize to Liam and forgive him, he goes off at me again and acts completely immature. 

I grabbed my crutches and began to stand up. As I was making my way to exit the room, one of the cruthes hit the coffee table and I fell over. I tried to get back up but doing so only triggered the pain in my leg. 

That pain brought me back to the metro station and I began shaking and struggling to breathe. Just like when it happened in the hospital, I felt paralyzed and unable to gain control of my own body. Fuck, I was having another panic attack.