Punk Direction (niall Horan Love Story)

Chapter 31:

“I can’t give blood Princess!” He said and I looked down

“Oh, I forgot it, you have a lot of tattoos!” I said and bit my lip.

I was starting to become desperate. I mean, it’s my little sister we were talking here and if she’s ill I will find a way of giving her what she needs. I don’t care what I have to do, I just want to find someone who can donate blood. People are so selfish that it will probably be difficult to find someone who does it for free, but I’ll pay, I’ll grab my savings and give them, I just want her to get better.

Niall’s thumb covered my chin and with a little bit of strength, he made me look up. My glaze met those beautiful blue eyes and all my body went numb with the feeling he was passing me: strength, courage, faith, hope, but most of all, love. I swallowed and I wrapped my arms around his neck, resting my cheek in his scapula and let the silent tears falling as my back were against the wall. I was slowly lifted from the ground and a hand wrapped under my knees as another one was on my back. I let a sob escape and buried my nose on Niall’s neck. He started to walk and suddenly turn to push the door with his back. Once the door closed I started to cry even more. Desperate, that’s the word that describes me.

“Shh!” Niall said, sitting down with me on his lap “Shhh! Everything is gonna be alright! We’ll find a way!” I let myself cry against his shoulder.

My dad was sat in the chair next to ours and I felt him grabbing my hand and put it on his leg, making circular movements so I would calm down. Niall rested his chin in my head and his long fingers started to trail up and down in my back to calm me down.

“W-Where’s Ade?” I sobbed, worried about my little sister

“Your mother went to pick her up!” Dad said with a sad look in his eyes.

With a loud sob, I went back to sobbing. I let go of his hand and wrapped them both in Niall’s neck, sobbing really loudly. He kissed the top of my head.

“Shh! Calm down Johanna!” He whispered “She’s going to be fine! I promise!”

“How do you know?!” I said, pulling back from him to look in his eyes “How do you know?!” I asked, looking with my gray eyes in the blue ones in front of me, the ones who lost the sparkle. I was angry. Not at Niall, but at God! “Why did this had to happen to her? Why couldn’t this have happened to me?!” I asked. I noticed all the blood in Niall’s face was drained and he swallowed “She doesn’t deserve this!” I got up “She deserves to live! She’s so young!” I cried “Why?!” I looked at the ceiling “WHY?!” I let out in a loud squeal, attracting some glares I didn’t mind.

Niall got up and hugged me by the back. I tried to get lose but he wouldn’t let me, and he was stronger than me. He made impossible for me to even move and his arms wrapped over my arms and he smashed me against the wall, turning me around.

“Niall, take her home please!” Dad said.

I looked at him over Niall’s shoulder. I didn’t recognize the man I saw. The blue eyes didn’t have any type of sparkle at all, the hairs were pointing to all directions and he had a tired look in his face. I can understand what he’s going through! Damn it, I can understand it better than he does! I am the one who saw her crawling for the first time, the one who changed her diapers countless times, the one who helped her with everything she needed even if I had to put myself in second. I am the one who’s grieving more, I’m the one who she can call a mother, not the woman who gave birth to her! I’m the one who was always been there for her, not our mom, I was!

When he said those words, I panicked, I wanted to stay here, I wanted to follow the procedures and be there for her, like I have been for all my life. I want to be there, in her bedside as she wakes up and smiles or giggles the least bit. I didn’t want to go home where it’s lonely, and big and cold. I just wanted my little sister!