Left my ♥ in London...

Are We Home Yet?

Chapter sixteen: Are We Home Yet?

I awoke in a hospital. Why was I here? What happened? I propped myself up on my elbows and heard the beeping noise coming from the EKG. My eyes searched the room to look for a clock. I finally found one, and it was three PM. I looked around and I found my dress, shoes, and purse laying beside my bed. There was no one in the room, besides me. Well at least I didn't think there was, until I heard a slight snore. I glanced over to where I heard the noise come from. There lay Niall, in a corner chair, sleeping. I didn't know how bad my head hurt until I turned to look at him.

"Oww..." I managed to croak out. Niall moved and slowly came to reality. He gently pressed a red button on the wall which I'm guessing pages the nurses. He walked over to my bed and held onto the railing.

"'Bout time you woke up, gorgeous. We were getting worried." he said softly.

"Do you know what happened last night? I don't remember..."

"I guess you had an anxiety attack. What happened before that?"

"All I remember was being crowded around a sink. Girls kept asking me questions about you. How it felt to be dating you." after I said this, a nurse walked in.

"Oh good, you're awake!" she said.

"When can she come back home?" Niall asked the nurse, giving me my teddy bear.

"We want to run one more test just to make sure she's gonna be okay, and after those results come in, you can take her home."

"Okay, thank you." he said.

"You're welcome. We'll be back to take her to the lab in five minutes."

I'm glad Niall's the only one here, for now. It shows me that no matter what could be going on, he'd be right there with me. Just like I would be there for him.

"How long have you been here?" I asked.

"Since they rushed you in. The boys were here for a bit, and then your parents, and then Aibreean just recently left. We've all been here." I smiled.

"How sweet." I said. I turned my head slowly to the window, and there were balloons and flower bouquets covering the window-sill.

"Okay, you ready for your final test?!" The nurse walked back in and wheeled me out of the room in a wheelchair all the way to the "lab". They told me that they were going to take blood.

Let me just say, I am terrified of needles. Blood? Even worse. As a child, if I got a cut or scrape, I wouldn't move until someone covered or wiped off the blood for me. This, was just pure torture.

"Umm... Can I have my boyfriend come back here?" I tried not to sound childish.

"What for? We're just taking blood." She snapped back.

"Yeah, well, I have a fear of needles and blood, so unless you want me to pass out, I would go get him." I replied. She then, immediately, walked out of the room to get him. Within moments, she came back with Niall trailing behind.

"What's wrong?! Is she okay?!" he freaked out.

"I'm fine, I just don't want to faint so I had her bring you in here so I could hold your hand while they take my blood." I explained.

"Gotcha."

As soon as they put the band on my arm, I tensed up. I felt bad for Niall, I must've been squeezing his hand so hard!

When she drew the blood, I tried to walk back to my room. I successfully made it. New task? Get dressed. Bree had brought some clothes for me to wear home. I put on the yoga pants and Nialls red sweatshirt and uggs and walked over to the table with my belongings in it. I picked everything up and grabbed his arm and began to walk out of the hospital. Of course, there were cameras flashing. Thank god the car was parked pretty close.

"Ready to go back home?" he asked me.

"Yeah. Do you mind if we go to my place? I kinda want to be in my own bed today."

"Of course."

We drove to my house and like always, the car ride lulled me to sleep. I did, however, feel Niall pick me up bridal style and carry me to my bed. When I was set down, I kicked off my shoes, grabbed my blankets, and felt something missing. I slowly opened my eyes to find Niall almost out of the room.

"Where you going?" I asked.

"I was gonna go downstairs."

"Come here."

He came and sat up against the headboard of my bed. He put his arm around me and I curled up to his chest. That's how I remember falling fast asleep. In the arms of someone I am deeply in love with.

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~Jordynn:)