Liam's POV
This past week has been pretty hectic. Other than that, everything stayed the same. Kylie still hadn't woken up yet, and everyone was still depressed. We had to work out a schedule so that Kylie would never be alone just in case she woke up.
Harry of course, insisted on sleeping at the hospital at night right next to Kylie. In the morning, Danielle and Eleanor went to assist Kylie which meant it was time for Harry to go home, take a quick shower, and change. Then the van would come pick us all up to bring us to work, (shoots, talk shows, radio interviews) while El and Dani stayed with Kylie.
And finally, when we were done Harry would go back to the hospital and stay for the rest of the day and sleep there, and so the cycle goes on..
It was really sad how the only time we looked happy was at work, or when the papparazi chased us. It's depressing how we had to put on fake smiles before entering or exiting a building.
Right now, we were all sitting in Kylie's hospital room. "Let's go get some food downstairs at the cafetieria. I heard they're serving tacos today!" Niall said, trying to break the awkward silence. We all nodded, and stood up except Harry, Eleanor, and Danielle. El and Dani held hands.
"We're staying here." Danielle spoke up. I should have expected that. Eleanor and Danielle haven't been the same since the accident. I mean no one has, but them and Harry are the ones that took it the hardest. Danielle, Kylie, and Eleanor were like the best of mates, like the three musketeers. If one of them was gone, (which in this case was Kylie), the other two wouldn't be happy. It was like a package deal. El, Dani, and Ky, or nothing.
All three girls even wrote '1D GIRLS K.E.D. GANG OR DIE.' in all of their descriptions on Twitter. It was even a world-wide trend on twitter. Harry, Louis and I all thought it was the best thing that all of our girlfriends were best friends, if only Zayn would seal the deal with Perrie, and Niall got himself a decent bird.
"No." Harry replied, looking straight at Dani and El.
"But, Harry! We have the right to stay with our best friend, just as much as you!" Danielle objected.
"I said NO. N-O, nada, no. Are you dumb or-" He started. Me and Louis quickly ran in front of our girlfriends to stop this nonsense.
"Harry!" Louis looked at him with sadness in his eyes. He had just called our girlfriends dumb. I couldn't take this anymore.
"HARRY, WHAT IS UP WITH YOU AND YOUR FUCKERY?! DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND WE'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU AND YOUR ANNOYING-ASS ATTITUDE? I UNDERSTAND THAT YOUR GIRLFRIEND IS IN A COMA, BUT SHE'S PART OF THIS WHOLE GROUP, TOO! WE ALL LOVE AND MISS HER, WE ALL LOST HER. NOT JUST YOU, SO STOP PMS-ING ALREADY AND GIVE UP! WHEN WILL YOU FINALLY UNDERSTAND THAT WE ALL MISS HER?! WE'RE ALL ALLOWED TO BE HERE, AS MUCH AS YOU. WE'VE KNOWN HER JUST AS LONG! AND YOU KNOW WHAT?! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO CALL ELEANOR AND DANIELLE DUMB, STUPID, WHATEVER YOU WANNA CALL THEM. BUT LISTEN, AND LISTEN CLEARLY IF YOU EVER, AND I MEAN EVER TALK SHIT ABOUT OR DIRECTLY TO SOMEONE IN THIS GROUP, EXPECT CONSEQUENCES. GOD! SHUT THE FUCK UP, ALREADY!" I had to let it out.
I felt kind of bad as I did, because when I looked around the room, everyone's eyes widened. They were surprised. I mean, yeah, I've gotten mad before, but I've never yelled like this, this was the first time in my 18 years of living that I've let myself shout that loud, but it was so refreshing, like finally letting my free side out.
The room grew silent, and I saw tears coming out of Harry's eyes. Shit. What have I done?
And finally, Zayn chuckled. Okay, thanks. Because that was so funny wasn't it, Zayn?
We all looked at him. He raised his arms in the air, innocently. "Hey, don't look at me! I didn't know you had it in ya, mate." He rubbed my back. We all had a little laugh, except Harry. He was still crying.
"Mate, I didn't mean to-"
"I'm sorry. Okay?" Harry looked up at all of us. "I'm sorry about my mood. Dani, El, I'm sorry." He said. We all happily pulled him in a group hug.
"Something good will happen with Kylie sooner or later, and when that something comes we'll all be happy about it, and we'll be there for Kyles. But until then, there's nothing we can really do, so let's be happy!" Zayn exclaimed, trying to cheer us up.
Danielle's POV
An hour later, we were all eating and sitting around Kylie's bed. The cafeteria's tacos were pretty good actually, just ask Niall. I looked over to him. He was devouring his tacos, one by one. Guess who bought 12 tacos just for himself? Yup, you guessed it!
"So what do you guys have planned for tomorrow?" Eleanor asked the boys.
They all looked at each other, frowning. "Um, I don't remember." Zayn bit his lip.
"I think we have a photoshoot? Wait, never mind. That was today." Harry frowned.
"Lads! I think tomorrow is our day off!" Louis smacked Niall in the back happily, which caused Niall to slightly jerk forward and choked on his food. Louis slapped his back to try to get the food out of his mate's throat.
"OW!" Niall shouted, gasping for air.
We all laughed.
"Guys?" A familiar missed voice asked. We all looked around, confused.
Then a thought finally came into my head. This voice had an American accent. The only American out of our big One Direction family...
Kylie.
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Don't cry, Harry.
FanfictionWhat could the girl, who already has everything, possibly want more? Love with a famous bad boy, of course.