I Was Saved By One Direction

Part 14: Happy Birthday Allison

After spending the rest of my birthday locked in my bedroom I thought it wouldn't do any harm to go downstairs for a water bottle. I was still in pajamas from last night which was a light blue shirt and white yoga pants. I creep downstairs. It didn't even look like anyone was home.

I snatch a water bottle from the large pack. Some sweet sixteen. I sit on the counter drinking my water with my knees to my chest. This sucked. I had better times on the birthdays where I was locked in that room. It just hurt knowing there were people to celebrate with and they weren't here.

I walk upstairs into my room again. The house was completely silent. There was no way the boys were home. This time, laying on my bed was a gorgeous dress. It was cream with black ruffles. There was a note attached to it.

Hey Allison. I know you're pretty p***ed at us for mis-reading your birth certificate. But all we are asking is that you put on this dress and whatever and get into the car waiting in the driveway. <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

There is no way I'm wearing this! I walk into my closet for something else to wear. I pick out a pink tank top, jean jacket, jean shorts, fishnet leggings, and white hightops. I throw my hair into a braid then walk downstairs. I peek out the window. Sure enough the girls were sat in a car in the driveway. I sigh going out with my arms crossed.

"Allison!" Eleanor shrieks smiling.

"Hi." I grit through my teeth.

"Come on!" Perrie waves. I roll my eyes getting in.

I stay silent the whole ride, watching trees whiz past. It must have been a thirty minute ride. We come to a large one story building. I had no idea what it was.

We climb out. The cold September air nips at my face while we walk to the front doors. We go inside. It wasn't nearly as big as it looked.

"What are we doing here?" I ask.

"You'll see." Danielle smirks. What the h*** was going on? We go through the empty room and a small hallway. Eleanor pushes open one last door where a bright light blinds me. I shield my eyes while we go through it. 

"BOO!" Six voices yell. The girls scream, falling on top of each other. I on the other hand was frozen at the word. It's what Peter always yelled when he...I am tackled and I scream. I bolt out from under them. I didn't know where I was going, just away.

I make my way down a small patch of stairs up a big ramp. I pull open a door that was just a closet. The next one was a bathroom. The only way out was through that other spot. My body drops onto a bench.

"Boo!" A familiar voice yells. I scream at the top of my lungs racing for the door. Arms wrap around my waist throwing me against the wall. Something warm trickles down my head. I was bleeding again.

"Daddy don't!" I cried.

"Sorry princess." He chuckles and pulls at his belt.

*Louis' POV*

Da faq? Where did Allison go? She was underneath us a second ago. "Get your foot out of my mouth!" Niall shrieks pushing away Liam's leg. "Hey, where'd Al go?" We pop up to our feet. I look around the corner and Allison was passed out on a bench.

"HOLY F***!" I scream jumping instead of using the stairs. I bound over to her. "Allison!" Everyone else comes running over.

"Is she breathing?" Zayn questions me.

"Yeah." I answer. Oh my God, this was probably her worst birthday ever. My heart was pounding.

"F***ing get off me." A voice mutters.

"Oh sweet baby Jesus." I mumble under my breath. 

"What?" Allison croaks.

"You passed out again." I reply.

"S***." Allison murmurs.

*Allison's POV*

"I think we need to see a doctor about this." Louis ruffles my hair.

"Why?" I furrow my eyebrows together.

"You've passed out four times now with us." Louis responds.

"Four?" I tilt my head.

"The incident with me, when you were crying into Niall, after the knife game, and then now." Harry lists off.

"Anyway, happy day after your birthday." Louis gives me a half smile.

"Sure." I nod.

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I must have fell asleep in the car. I can't say it came as a shock from the fact I only got two hours of sleep last night. I sit up hearing paper crinkle from underneath me. My brain was pounding against my skull.

"Ay, take it easy." A firm Irish voice tells me. I look across the room. Niall was walking over to me. He looked concerned. What had happened? He lays me back down. "You had a vasovagal episode. A vasovagal episode is a malaise mediated by the vagus nerve. In the other words, the only ones I understood, it’s chronic fainting. The doctor said you can sometimes faint in your sleep without you knowing.”

“Is it bad?” I ask, my eyes flickering across his features. A flash of pain floats through his eyes for a millisecond.

“If you faint somewhere hard and there is no one to help you…y-you could possibly die.” Niall chokes out. "If you feel any discomfort, dizziness, or any feeling of nauseous tell one of us because it can be a sign that you’ll faint in the next few hours."

"Where's Louis?" My eyes drift around the room. No one else was here.

"He's in the waiting room. You passed out again when we were walking to the car and your head hit the pavement and you started bleeding. I told him he had to calm his s*** down before coming in here." Niall explains.

"When can I go back to your house?" I question.

"Thirty minutes." Niall shrugs. He smiles down at me.

My mouth opens to say something but no words come out. I was getting that...that feeling again. I loved my guitar teacher.