Stacy’s POV-
I sat next to the hospital bed, waiting for Niall to wake up. He has been asleep on the medicine for hours and I’m so anxious to hear how he feels. As soon as the police told me about the car accident I rushed here as soon as possible.
I now sit here in my fluffy PJ’s and a tear stained face, waiting for my best friend to wake up.
I take my phone out and text my mom just to tell her I probably won’t be home tonight, she responds with a quick okay and start to play flappy bird
time passes and I hear little mumbles coming from the bed. I get up and stand over him, waiting to see those ocean eyes. He slowly opens them and blinks a few times adjusting to the light and my face. He looks at me surprised, and worried?
“Where’s my mom, is she okay!? Oh my god, please tell me she is okay!” He jumps up suddenly and I try to hold him down because he shouldn’t be moving so abruptly.
“Shh, Niall, she is fine, just a scratch or two.” I calm him down and he lies back down slowly. I sigh and sit back down scooting the chair closer to the bed. “How are you feeling?” I shyly smile.
“Sore.” He winces when he tries to reach for his cup of water on the bedside table. I lean over his bed and hand him the cup of liquid I know he really needs.
“Thank you, so what are you doing here?” He gulps down the cup and looks at me with a straight face.
“What do you mean? My best friend is sitting in the hospital bed, and I thought you were dead! I came as soon as I heard.” I could feel my face flush and I don’t even know why.
“Well, thanks but we haven’t talked in days and I don’t know if that’s your definition of best friends or not.”
I looked at him confused, it was NOT my fault we didn’t talk, I tried to, it’s like he was avoiding me
“you were avoiding me”
“Because you’re dating him” he snarled
“Luke..”
“Who else”
“I don’ understand why you’re so mad and being a jerk about this..” I was confused as to why we couldn’t be friends if me and Luke are, well.. were in a relationship
“Stacy, do I have to spell it out for you!” His voice began to raise and I’m flustered as to how we are even arguing right now, I was worried for him, and he wakes up and for me to find out, we aren’t even friends anymore. “I like you, so much, that kiss at the party, wasn’t just a kiss to me! It meant more, and if you didn’t realize it was because I was actually sober at that party, but I guess you gave me the wrong impression because, I thought you like me to” his voice trailed off
Oh my god. Niall. He likes me.. and I dated Luke, His enemy. It all makes sense. The avoiding me, ignoring my calls. I get it.
“Niall..”
“Stop right there, I don’t want your apology, I want you to leave and don’t come back, we’re not best friends, go to your boyfriend,” I looked at him surprised, was he really this upset? “You’re just like the rest of the girls at that piece of shit school” he muttered.
“Why are you acting like this was my fault. I didn’t know you liked me! You never showed it, nor told me. And if you were to actually talk to me instead of blowing up on me right when you woke up, you might have found out, Me and Luke broke up,” I reached the door and looked back to him “And by the way Niall, I liked you too.”
I walked out the door without another glance and ran to my car with tears forming rapidly in my eyes.
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