Finding My Way {A One Direction Fan Fiction}

Ch.25

A/N - Okay, I'm back. Yeah. And this chapter is a BIG FAT FILLER and I'm sorry it's gonna be boring :( But it was just something that had to be taken care of. Yeah... And idk why, but lately my stomachs been hurting a lot. Like, nauseous. And it sucks :(

Rose's P.O.V.

I glanced at the screen. It was a number I didn't recognize.

"Hello?" I answered cautiously.

"Is this Rose Wilson?" the women on the phone asked.

"Yeah, it is."

"I'm sorry to inform you that your brother was in a car crash and is in critical condition," the lady said, cool as a cucumber.

My face paled.

"Rose? Rose, what's wrong?" Liam asked.

"Miss Wilson?" the woman asked. I just hung up the phone.

"Rose!" Liam shouted again, shaking me lightly.

"Liam, I need the soonest flight back home. Matt was in a car accident," I whispered.

"Oh my god. Go pack and I'll grab you a flight back. Do you want me to come too?" he asked.

I shook my head. I needed to go alone.

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Eight hours later, I landed back home. I took a taxi straight to the hospital, leaving my luggage outside the building. I had left it up to Liam to tell the others. I had also asked him to tell them to not text or call me; I would first. I needed time to sort through my thoughts, let alone to see if Matt was even alive. I walked to the front desk in a trance-like state. What would I do if he was dead. I would have absolutely no family whatsoever. I shook these thoughts from my head.

"Hi, where's Matt Smith? I'm his sister," I asked shakily.

"Of course. He's in room 417. Don't worry dear, he's doing much better," the woman answered. I let out a sigh of relief.

"Thanks so much," I replied, my voice much steadier than before, and speed-walked down the hall towards his room. I flung open the door and peered in.

"Matt?"

"Rose?" Matt asked, his voice hoarse.

"Thank god you're okay!" I exclaimed and attempted to hug him. It was awkward enough he was laying down, plus I didn't want to hurt him.

"Course I am Rosie. I can't leave my little sister," he replied.

I burst into tears. "You idiot! You had me scared half to death!" I sobbed.

"Rose... I'm sorry. I'm sorry I've been such a terrible brother. I'm sorry I left you alone to cope for all these years. I'm sorry I almost left you forever. And I promise I'll clean up. I'll quit the drugs and alcohol. Forgive me?" he asked.

"Of course," I said smiling through my tears, going for another awkward hug. "Now go to sleep. You need your rest."

"Yes ma'am!"

"I'm gonna go home, considering it's 10 PM. I'll be back in the morning. Don't die," I joked. He waved bye, and I called another taxi. The rest of the night, I couldn't help but think about his promise. Would he stay true to it? That was up to him. I could only hopw. I missed having a big brother, but should I forgive him so easily? That one was easy, of course. We all make bad decisions, and I was in no place to judge him. Besides, he was my family. Family sticks together. Forgive and forget. I was just hung up on whether or not he would stay sober. I turned over in bed. I needed sleep, I could worry in the morning.

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The next morning I felt really good. I had missed home, as much as I hate to admit it. I had no clue how the boys went for months on end without the comfort of home. I decided I needed to text Liam; he deserved to know what was going on with Matt. I told him the basics; that he was doing okay and I didn't know how much longer I'd be staying. I loved the boys to death, not to mention my best friends, but family was my priority. And in my opinion, that's the way it should be. Nothing should ever outrule family. I got ready for the day and drove to the hospital.

"Good morning! I brought you Starbucks; mocha frappachino and vanilla scones!" I chirped happily. I guess you could say he didn't deserve my kindness after he left me alone, but I just wanted my brother back for good.

"Morning! How'd you remember that's my favorite?" he asked. He looked a lot better today. Geez that kid has healing powers or something!

I shrugged. "I don't know. I just remember that kind of stuff."

"It's probably cause you're a girl. Girls always remember unimportant stuff," he mumbled, his mouth full of food. "So what had you been up to, as in before you came to watch over me?"

"Well... I was in New York with One Direction, Sierra, and Haley cause I'm kinda sorta dating one of them. Liam," I answered.

At first, hurt flickered through his eyes, then understanding. "I am so sorry Rosie. I promise I'll be more involved. I swear. And if this Liam kid ever hurts you, I guarantee I'll screw up his face. And you're flying back out tomorrow morning to New York. I get discharged this evening. I'm ruining your good time."

"Matt... Really. You need someone to make sure you're okay," I argued.

"No. I'm twenty. I'm plenty old to take care of myself. I'll force you to go if I have to," he replied sternly.

I rolled my eyes. Matt was horribly stubborn. I knew at this point, there was no way to change his mind. "Fine. But if you have ANY issues AT ALL, you call me right away. Got it?" I said.

"Okay. Deal." He smirked at me. I shook my head. Some things would never change.

A/N - I KNOW IT SUCKS. I KNOW IT'S SHORT. I KNOW IM A HORRIBLE UPLOADER. AND I HAVE BAD NEWS. Ima be GONE TILL FRIDAY. WITH NO WATTPAD. AND THEN I HAVE A SOCCER TOURNAMENT. FML. Plus the fact that school starts in frickin like 2 weeks after I get back, and I'm trying to REDO MY ENTIRE ROOM IN THAT TIME. Dear god save me. So, in conclusion, IDEK WHEN MY NEXT UPLOAD WILL BE. I'm sorry, I love you, keep voting, talk to me at any time :)