Choosing A Direction

~Chapter 3~

I woke up to bright white lights and crisp white sheets. I blinked for moment and tried to get a bearing on my sorroundings and how i ended up here in the first place. 

Okay, so I wen tot the concert, Ally and Brooke got mad at me, Ally stabbed me, opretened to get help. . .Fast forward. . . Hulking black guys burst through door, amd Harry carries me out bridal syle. Crap1 Haryy Styles of One Direction carried me out! One Direction had came to save me! Now i understood it all-sorta. I guess they'd called 9-1-1 or whatever and inow lay in a hospital.

I looked around my room to find the boys sprawled out in the hard, comfortable hospital chairs. My thoart was parch dry from the screaming and begged for water. There was a small cup of water with some ice in it about three feet from my bed, on the night stand. If i just reached far enough. . .

"Mother fu-," Niall gasped when the ice cold water splashed on his lap. 

"I am so sorry," I tried to say without laughing, but my shit eating grin gave it all away. He laughed good naturally.

"I'm just glad you're alive. You lost so much blood!," he informed me. Our talking woke up the rest of the boys anfd they all gathered around my bed, talking all at once so i only caught bits of what they were saying.

"Harry carried you out-"

"So much blood!-" 

"Niall had to donate since hewas the only matching blood type-"

That last part was what really caught my attention.

"Thanks," I mouthed. He blushed shyly and mouthed back, "You're welcome," he smiled at me and i felt a slight flutter in my heart. It would be another two years before i felt it again.

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yeah, i know, weird ending, but what she means is that she doesnt see them again for another two years and she starts. . . I dont wanna be a spoiler alert1 You'll just have to stay tuned tof ind out what happens next. Thanx for reading!