Chapter 28

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("Insecurity kills all that is beautiful." -Demi Lovato)

"When are you moving?" I sigh as Niall parks outside the dorms.

"Tomorrrow." Niall says calmly. "Why, what's the matter?"

Doesn't he really understand how I feel about him? Or is it one of his dramas? "Nothing, just asking."

"Nah man, I am kidding, I cancelled my plan. I will finish college here." He smirks and we both get out of the car. My heart is jumping up and down in happiness but I know he doesn't care. I don't even know if he feels the same way for me as I do for him.

Out of the blue, my knees go weak and fireworks shoot through my body. My skin starts producing moisture despite the cool winds and my head spins around in circles. "Tarisha, what's wrong?" I hear Niall say before closing my eyes and crashing on the hard ground.

..

I open my eyes to find myself on my dorm bed. Niall is standing beside the bed with his arms crossed over his chest. A frown covers his forehead and he looks dead serious. "We are going to the doctor's right now." He commands, not moving.

"We don't need to Niall. Look, I am completely fine." I wave around myself and sit up.

"You are okay? Tarisha, clearly there is something not okay. What is the big deal? It is just going to be a check up. I know it sucks to go to the doctor's on your birthday but it is for your own good. Now get up or I will carry you down."

"No you won't carry me." I say and slowly put my feet on the ground. Doesn't he understand I am heavy?

..

Niall is acting just like my mother. The doctor took us in right after we arrived at the hospital. I thought we had to make appointments in prior. Now we are waiting for the report outside the cabin. Niall is pacing back and forth and his hands are slid nervously into his pockets. "Can you stop thinking so much?" I groan.

He shoots me a glare before going back to his pacing.

Niall was too eager to know the resuls today so he said he was okay to wait half an hour for the test results. I know it is going to be nothing special. These are just anxiety attacks I have, well that's what I think they are.

"Tarisha Kraft?" A middle aged man peeks his head through the cabin. "Yes Sir, that's me." I stand on my feet and a pain shoots through my body once more. I haven't been complaining about it because I know it will only make Niall more annoyed.

"I am coming with her." Niall tells the man. "Sorry sir. It is a policy that if she is old enough, she will see the results herself first and will decide later if to tell anyone else." The man politely says to Niall.

"Since when did these rules start?" Niall questions. It is true though. I have never heard of a policy like that.

"Just wait outside Niall. I will tell you the results when I come out." I assure him and follow the man into the cabin.

The doctor who did my check up earlier, is sitting at his desk on his huge chair with a frown across his forehead. He is looking down at some papers on the desk I suppose. The sound of the closing door makes him look up at me. His features change instantly into...worry?

"Please take a seat, Ms Kraft." The old doctor smiles, weakly. He was all cheerish when he was doing the check up just a while ago.

..

"So when are you coming back again?" The doctor asks soothingly.

"Soon." I mumble and get to my feet.

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