I Was Saved By One Direction

Part 43: A New Dog and What If You Were Dead?

I'm up at 5:45 every morning and stay awake in Niall's arms for fifteen minutes before getting ready. The bus comes at 6:53 to pick me up. The boys are up around 6:30 to go to work at 7:00, so if I miss the bus I can always ride with them. The girls go to work around 8 I think.

They always pick me up after and we go to get frozen yogurt, ice cream, or smoothies before going home. The boys are home around 5:30. Sometimes we make something, sometimes we go out, and sometimes we order pizza. It depends.

On weekends we basically live in pajamas. If we ever have to go somewhere then we change but most of the time we don't. Every other Sunday Niall insists on taking me out on a date and almost always wins. It is impossible to resist. I have a huge disadvantage because I melt in his eyes.

It's really nice because if I ever have a problem I know I can go to my dad. I can go to anyone but for certain things he is the one to go to. Around the house there is always someone to have a party with. It is never silent, even in the middle of the night.

I don't cut anymore. I can barely remember the last time I did cut. I've never had any thoughts about it either. I'm just so grateful that I stopped. The help from everyone around me just pushed me so hard to stop. Cause none of them should have to deal with me doing that.

I think it was a week and a half ago where Niall and I actually flew out of London without telling anyone. It was late and no one knew until the next morning. While we went out for that period in time I had checked in to Timberline Knolls. I was in for 48 hours without any comminication with the outside.

I told Niall 'don't you dare tell anyone where I am, I will make up a lie when we get back' because I didn't want anyone to know where I was. Not even my dad. I had no idea I was bipolar. Niall was the only one that I had help me with that. He was the best at helping me cope with things and I just thought he was the best one to go to.

I had actually spent two weeks thinking about which person in the house to go to, to have them come with me until I finally thought Niall could help the most. All of them could help a lot but none of them could keep my mind off of certain things like he could. It only made it easier because we are a lot closer now.

I'm a lot closer to everyone. I never knew that people could love someone as much as they love me. I am amazed every day about how much and what they do for me. They would do anything for me. Knowing that makes you so happy you feel like your heart could burst.

Danny has been gone almost a month. I think we're all starting to get out of the bad habit of missing him so much. The last time I accidentally went into his room to say goodnight to him was three weeks ago. There is a picture of him hanging up in Niall's old room which is now for all of the YouTube stuff. We are in my room since it is bigger.

"HOLY S***!" A voice screams from downstairs. I haul myself out of the desk chair where I was editing today's video. I skip down the stairs. Niall was holding a ball of white fluff.

"What's that?" I laugh walking over.

"A DOG!" Liam shrieks jumping up and down.

"You got a dog?" My eyes widen.

"Yes." Dad squeaks.

"You guys are leaving soon, animals hate me, what made you think a dog was a good idea?" I ask with my hands on my hips. I have gotten quite a bit of sass in the time Danny has been gone, courtesy of dad, thank you very much. :D

"Your girlfriend holds grudges mate." Zayn states the obvious.

"And this coming from the boy who used my hair products when he ran out of his own." I roll my eyes. Zayn tackles me onto the couch starting to tickle me.