Another World [ON HOLD] (in editing)

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Yay I'm so happy to finally update!!! I really enjoyed writing this chapter instead of just editing it! Ugh, editing.... It sucks! Ok well I won't keep you waiting, I'm so excited for you to read this. Enjoy!

Annie's POV

I was currently sprawled out on the living room couch watching pointless reruns of shows I've never even heard of before. Thankfully, I was at home and not some hard hospital bed. I swear those things are like concrete covered with a sheet of cardboard. I was absolutely bored out of my mind, just sitting there waiting to hear back from Niall. I had called and texted him several times already today, but he hasn't responded yet. I had something on my mind that I needed to tell him that just would not go away. The guilt of kissing Harry was eating away at me on the inside like a parasite. Gross, I know. To add to my stress-inducing thoughts, I felt bad about Liam and his broken leg, and things with Niall still didn't feel right. I felt like he was mine again, but something felt off. Different. Wrong. And I was determined to make it right again. I picked up the phone and pressed a single number on keypad. I got him on speed dial. I brought the phone to my ear and heard it ring once... twice... A few rings later caused yet another wave of disappointment to wash over me. I waited for the beep to leave another message. I really hoped I wouldn't seem too clingy after all the calls I've given him so far. I inhaled before I left my message.

"Hey Ni, it's me. Sorry if I'm annoying you with all these texts and stuff," I laughed. "Um, I was just thinking about... Well, can you come over? I just... We need to talk. Bye." I realized the slightly annoyed tone I had in my voice after I hung up. Uh oh. What if he thinks I'm mad at him? What if he thinks I'm gonna break up with him? "We need to talk" isn't exactly a fun thing to hear. I didn't even say I loved him. I decided to text him again.

To: Niall Horan

Hey. Sorry about all the messages. I miss you. And I need to tell you something.

ps- I love you :)

I sighed as I replayed the memories of yesterday over in my mind. The beach was fun until Niall had showed up with another girl, completely crushing the small sliver of happiness I had left in me. Later on we had a campfire. I shuddered. Then Harry kissed me. And I let him. It felt so different, but in no way wrong. I just know that it wasn't right. If that even makes sense. I thought maybe it would be okay if Harry and I kissed, though. I broke up with Niall, and he seemed to have girls throwing themselves at him anyway. It would be easy for him to get a new girl and move on, right? That's what I thought when he showed up with Sandra or Shelly or whatever the hell her name was. I had felt like a disposable piece of trash. But all that changed again when Niall told me I meant everything to him. I smiled to myself. So much had happened yesterday it made my head spin. The thing I couldn't get over was how miraculous it was that in a way, Niall saved my life. And he did in more ways than one. I felt complete, and truly happy being with him. Plus, I would be dead right now if his, well technically my, sweatshirt wasn't in the car last night.

After the accident, we went to the hospital. I got to come home late last night, but sadly Liam stayed there by himself with his broken leg. Today the boys dropped off his laptop for him before going to an interview. But that was supposed to end at noon. Speaking of the time, I glanced at my phone. It was now almost 3 o'clock. I must have really zoned out in my thoughts. And I still hadn't heard from Niall. Where was he? I unlocked my phone to see if I had any new messages that I hadn't noticed before.

To my surprise, there was one unread message. Niall Horan.

I opened it.

From: Niall Horan

Sorry baby. The interview ran late, then we brought lunch to Liam. Be over in a while. Love you too!

I smiled to myself at that last part. He really does love me, doesn't he? It made me feel like the luckiest girl in he world. I checked to see when that message was sent. 2:15. It was Just past 3 now. He would probably be here soon. Just when I began to think of what I was going to say, I heard a creak behind me. I whipped my head around to see what had caused the sudden noise, because I hadn't heard Claire come up the stairs. What I saw surprised me. Or rather, who.