Omg, 9 days 'till I see my babies♥
Niall James Horan
I was on my way to Demi’s house when some fans came running towards me. They took pictures with me and I signed their stuff. I tried to look happy and I guess they didn’t notice I was feeling rather uncomfortable. After a bit of small talk and a few hugs, I said my goodbyes and continued my walk towards Demi’s house. I really had to see her! After I found out she had foster parents I lost it. I just couldn’t handle her lying to me. She could’ve just told me, right? I would’ve supported her, comforted her, held her… Liam and Demi had a fight too and they ran off. After that I hadn’t heard from either of them. As I walked into the street, I could see some people hanging around, near her house. Most of them were guys, but I could see about three girls. I tried to walk by quickly, not drawing attention. ‘Niall? Is that you?’ one of the girls said. Shit. I looked at the group and saw a beautiful girl beaming a smile at me. She stood up and walked towards me. She had long, brown curly hair and the most mesmerizing green eyes. It was the girl I met earlier! (Chapter 11 and 12) ‘Hey!’ I said, smiling at her. ‘You don’t remember me, do you?’ she said, giggling. ‘I do actually, I met you twice. I wanted to come over to you the second time, but Paul wouldn’t let me…’ I said, pouting. ‘You wanted to come over?’ she asked, astonished. I nodded and looked away shyly. ‘Yeah, since the first time I met you, I couldn’t get you out of my head… I had to get to know you.’ ‘Aw, Niall, I don’t know what to say… I-’ ‘Alyssa, get away from that freak!’ one of the boys yelled at her. ‘Alyssa,’ I repeated, smiling like a Cheshire cat. I didn’t care that they just called me a freak, I was happy that I finally found her. ‘Wanna get out of here?’ I asked, grinning. ‘More than anything in the world,’ she said, smiling at me. She grabbed my hand and started walking off. Her group of friend tried to call her back, but we could only laugh. ‘I’m so glad I found you, I thought I was never going to see you again…’ I said to her as we rounded the corner. ‘I’m glad you found me too, Niall,’ she whispered, staring deep into my eyes. I tucked a bit of hair behind her ear and stroked her beautiful face. My lips locked with hers as I pushed her to the wall. Our lips moved in sync and it was the best feeling I had, but we were soon interrupted by my phone ringing. Karen Payne. Why would Liam’s mom call me? I sighed as I answered the phone. ‘Hello?’ ‘Niall, it’s me, Karen. I got a call from the hospital, Liam and a girl got in a car-accident,’ she said, panicking. Immediately my mood changed and I frowned. My stomach turned and my heart started to pump even louder in my chest. ‘I’ll get there as fast as I can and I’ll call you when I get to him,’ I said to her. She thanked me and said she was also on her way to the hospital, but it would take a while since there was a traffic jam. I’m glad his parents are even in the United States, currently they are on holiday here. ‘I gotta go, Liam’s in the hospital, and probably my friend Demi too,’ I said, slightly panicking. ‘I’ll come with you, my car is nearby.’
Demi P.O.V.
I let out another shaky breath as I kissed the back of his hand again. ‘Wake up, Liam. Please wake up. I need you. Please wake up…’ I said, a few tears escaping, landing on Liam’s hand. ‘Demi, what the hell happened?!’ Niall said as he stormed into the room. ‘Niall!’ I whimpered, as I stood up and flung into his arms. He hugged me tightly and rubbed my back soothingly, calming me down as I sobbed. He sat us down on the chair I had been sitting, right next to Liam’s bed. ‘Liam came after me last night and he pushed me out of the way and the car-’ I couldn’t finish my sentence, because I started sobbing again when I saw the image of the car hitting Liam in my head. I hid my head in the crook of his neck as he hushed me. ‘Shh.. it’s okay baby, just hush. He’s going to be okay. How are you feeling?’ he pulled my head up and examined my face. ‘I’m fine, I guess,’ I said, sniffling. ‘How’s your head feeling?’ ‘My head?’ ‘Yeah, there’s a bandage,’ he said, looking at my forehead. I stood up and walked into the small bathroom. There was indeed a gauze on the right side of my forehead. I couldn’t help, but take the gauze of to see what happened to me. I started to feel sick when I saw about three stitches. I never liked hospitals and needles anyway. My head started to spin and I tried to hold on to the sink. ‘Niall?!’ I screamed, just when I fell to the floor and blacked out again.
