Niall Has Amnesia?!? Book Two

Chapter 7

I have never seen so many people in the hospital before. We continue to walk towards the exit, Liam pushing the wheelchair I am sitting in as my mother practically begged me to take it easy and not walk. The screams just get louder as the fans see us coming. It is now getting scary and I feel like I'm going to pass out any second. What makes everything worse, as if that is possible, there are bright flashes from what I am assuming are from the cameras people and paps are taking. I really want to be anywhere but here right now. I would rather go back to my hospital room and stay there for the rest of my life. Are we almost there? My lungs feel like they are closing. I just might need that checkup now.

Liam finally gets me outside, along with everyone else, Louis and Paul pushing through the huge crowd to make room. I shield my eyes from the blinding flashes as a headache starts to form, as if I wasn't already in enough pain. I lookover to Harry and see that he is holding his head leaning on Gemma, his sister I believe. I tried to take a deep breath, feeling dizzy. Liam leans down towards my ear and whispers, "We're almost there Nialler. Hang in there. See? There's the car!" I uncover my eyes to see a black simple car with tinted windows. I smile a little at that. As soon as we reach the car Louis helps me get in the back quickly buckling me in. Liam runs to the other side to sit next to me as Louis and Harry get in the third row. I see that mine and Harry's family had gone into the cars behind us. As soon as the doors to the car was shut, the sounds of the screaming fans faded. I guess the car is also pretty sound proof.

"Hey, you alright?" Liam speaks up as the vehicle starts to move. "The worst part is over now. Now we can just relax alright? You could go to sleep if you would like to as you look pretty tired." He continues as I nod to both his question and statement. I am getting tired. I look behind me to see Harry already asleep, his head gently laid on Louis' shoulder. I smile a small tired smile looking back to Liam to see him already looking at me. I gently lean my head on his shoulder, hoping he doesn't mind. I figured his shoulder would be comfier than the window. I fall into a light sleep where I am semi aware of what is going around me, but not reacting to it.

"Wake up Nialler." Somebody says to me. I think it's my brother Greg. I slowly open my eyes to see everyone staring at me. I am now laying on a very comfortable couch that just makes me want to snuggle back down and rest my eyes. "Nah ah! No going back to sleep mister! You have dinner waiting for you and we are not going to wat it without you. Theo is starting to get hangry (angry from hunger= hangry) over there." I smile as I see Theo throwing his head back in a start of a tantrum as his mom slaps his hand when he tries to pick up his fork full of food.

I sit up with a little help from Greg and slowly stand up. We all walk to the table and grab some plates. After saying a small blessing, we dig in. I have never tasted anything so delicious! "This is amazing!" I say, more like moaned, as I take another bite of this heaven-like food in front of me. I hear chuckles throughout the room. I look up to see my family. All these people are my family and I couldn't have asked for anything better than to be here with them right now. They are seriously amazing people.

"Thank you! I tried" Harry says with a large smile on his face.

"You made this?" I asked amazed. Wow, he's an amazing chef!

"Well, I had some help from mine and your mom. I couldn't open everything by myself." He adds with a chuckle as he holds up his right hand that was in a temporary cast.

"Well, it is very good. Thank you." I say to the three of them as the others around us nod in agreement except for little Theo who is already finished with his first plate and wanting another. Harry smiles at me and looks down at his food.

Once all the food is gone and eaten, myself having three plates, we head to the living room. My dad starts to talk, "So, this is our home Nialler. The very home you grew up in. I know you got a new house in London that you share with the boys, but you always came back to this one whenever you came to Ireland. If you want, we could give you a tour. It might help trigger your memory again." I nod, really wanting to remember how much these people meant to me. They already mean a lot to me as they have been there for me since the first time I awoke.

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"We should get going I guess. The hotel is about an hour away from here and it's already eleven." Liam said. After the tour of the house the four of us boys got comfortable on the couch and talked. I had a really nice time with them. It feels right, like we used to do this all the time. I hope that it is my memory coming back.

"You guys could probably stay the night. I wouldn't mind and I'm sure my parents wouldn't either." I say, not wanting them to leave yet. I'm having too much fun. We went through a lot of the many gifts and cards fans gave to us in wishes we get better soon. We spent at least two and a half hours and are not even half way through the piles and piles of them. My family went to bed about an hour ago as they were exhausted from all the worrying they did over me.

"Yeah, let's have a sleepover-" Harry starts, but doesn't finish because of Louis interrupting him with a loud laugh that I am sure woke up the whole block.

"A sl-sleepover? Hahahahahaha! Harry! Are you like five-year-old girl?!?" I crack a smile as does Liam. We look at each other, Liam playfully rolls his eyes while Larry continues to bicker about sleepovers being for girls.

"Guys! Quiet, you're going to wake up Niall's family. Remember the last time we were too loud when we had a sleepover here?" Liam says trying to be as quiet as possible while still being stern. This just makes Louis laugh louder.

"Really Liam? You too!? Sleepover?"

"Then what do you call it then Louis? A few guys sleeping in a guy's house!?!" I can't breathe as I laugh so hard. They all start laughing with me. Louis looks to be thinking about Liam's question as Harry says to just call it a sleepover and go to sleep as he's too tired to argue anymore.

"It- It's called a manover!?" He starts all confident but ends in more of a question than a statement.

"A MANOVER!?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Was all we heard coming from Harry and we all burst into laughter along with Louis.

Once we calm down, surprised my parents did not come down to yell at us, we decided it was time to sleep being almost twelve in the morning. We pulled out the couch bed, Harry and I get comfortable on while Louis sleep on the couch diagonal to us. Liam decided to sleep in my room for the night. We discussed that tomorrow we are going to watch some more videos and share stories of One Direction to see if I might remember. I always feel the memories at the tip of my tongue, but I can never get it. Hopefully tomorrow works and I can remember all the good times I had with these boys. 

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