Bad Blood {n.h}

Chapter Thirty-Four

AN: So, this may be the end..

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Niall's POV

In a day, I was off the breathing machine. And the next day, I was free to go. I was given crutches for my knee and my upper body was wrapped to ease the pain of my healing rib. 

"Ready to go crippled man?" My brother teased with my old dirty clothes from the night of the fight in the bag. 

I was glad I wasn't in a dumb hospital gown anymore. 

"I will hit you in the penis with my crutch if you call me "crippled man" one more time." I threatened, swinging my way out of the room. 

I smiled and thanked all the nurses as I left the building, excited to get back to the university. 

"Slow down, will you?" My brother called after me as I raced down to his car the best I could. 

For someone on crutches, I was doing pretty well. 

James caught up and let me into the car. 

I put my crutches between my legs as he drove us back. 

I felt as if I was going to burst through the car door of we didn't get to campus soon enough. 

"Sorry, Niall. Seems were stuck in traffic." My brother announced the obvious as the car slowed down. 

"Of course people decide to get in accidents today." I muttered. 

"You do realize how dumb you just sounded? People don't decide to get in accidents!" My brother laughed.

I muttered a 'shut up' and turned the radio on. 

Soon the traffic passed and I felt like a kid going to Disney. 

James pulled into his spot and before he could help me, I was already out. 

"Niall, I swear the drugs they gave you were the wrong ones. Like they laced it with weed or something." My brother called, "Maybe acid." 

I ignored him, crutching my way to the girl dorms.

Old friends and some classmates tried to ask what happened if I was alright but I just nodded and moved on.  

Just as I entered the building, my favorite red head nearly knocked into me. 

By favorite, I mean least favorite. She hates me, still. 

"Hello, Amelia. Is Addison in the dorm?" I asked properly. 

"Yes but I would prefer you staying in the hall to not cause anymore trouble than you already have."

She snapped, her accent growing thicker. 

"I'm here to fix things. I'm not expecting you to understand the circumstances I was under so if you would excuse me." I worked my way around her, 'skipping' my way to the dorm. 

I knocked with my crutch, the door opened ever so slightly. 

"What the-Niall wh-" she stuttered. 

"Can I come in, please? I'm begging you. I would get on my knees and beg but I kinda can't." I rushed out, just wanting to kiss the life out of her. 

She opened the door, letting me in. 

"If you didn't look like shit, I wouldn't have let you in." She admitted, watching as I crutched my way to her couch. 

"This is important. I know you hate me, I hate me. But please hear me out." 

She nodded, sitting on the further end of the couch.

"I really didn't want to break up with you. I love you, Addison. So damn much, it hurts. The night before all this shit happened, I lost a fight; my first lost fight. It was an important fight to Tyler. Cost him like fifteen thousand dollars in American money. Anyway, he said it was because I was distracted. I was being dumb and pressured so I broke it off with you, blaming you as my distraction. That was the biggest mistake I've ever made. Seeing your face when I kissed that other girl, who by the way; I've forgotten her name already. When you started crying, my heart broke. But I kept saying 'it's for the best, it's for the best.' Then I started hooking up with random girls, the furthest we've gone is making out; I just couldn't bring myself to have sex with any of them. I did it to try and get my mind off you. I finally got so fed up with not having you by my side that I decided I should just back out of street fighting. It was eating me alive not being with you. Getting out of street fighting wasn't that easy. I couldn't just tell Tyler I want out. To get out of the business of street fighting, you have to survive a beating from some of the toughest guys. You can't fight back and they're allowed to have weapons. Not guns though. So that's why I look like absolute shit. The guys got me pretty good. I'm free now because I obviously survived. Addison, I'm truly sorry for what I did. It was the dumbest shit I've ever done. I should've never let Tyler get to me, but that's all over now. I'm not expecting you to take me back but I would really appreciate it if you at least thought about. The time we spent apart drove me crazy. Drove James crazy too. I need you in my life." I let it all out, I felt as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I even think I felt a tear escape my eye. 

Not that I'd admit that to anyone. 

"You went through all that, for me?"

Addison croaked out, she had tears brimming her eyes. 

"To be honest, I think I'd go through worse for you." 

She stood off her seat in the couch, carefully sitting closer to me. 

"You never fail to make me love you. How could I be mad at you when you nearly died just for me? Yes, it hurt like a bitch to see you with other girls. But with everything you shared with me made my heart start it's repair." She kissed my nose extremely softly, it was almost not even a kiss. 

"I must've done something right in my life to have the power above send you to me." I smiled, pulling in to kiss her lips, short and sweet. 

"I don't want to hurt you." She whispered, staring at my lips. 

"I don't even care. Come here." I pulled her down on me, a bit of pain shooting through my body. 

I met her lips and it lasted a good thirty seconds before she pulled back. 

"Are you okay?" 

I nodded, "I am now." 

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AN: Well that was a lot shorter than I remebered when I wrote it.. Oh well, sorry. So this is most likely the end of this story. I feel this is a good place to end it without it turning into something too similar to other stories and such, (don't know if that makes sense lol) I may write an epilouge (I have one written but I absolutely hate it) Anyhow, THANK YOU FOR ALL THE READS/COMMENTS/VOTES! I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD GET THIS MANY AH! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, YOU'RE THE BESTEST.

And if you like my writing, I may be back with another story! (I'm so indecisive)