Anna’s POV
“Okay…I’ll tell her…okay bye.” Louis said wrapping up his phone call while we stood in the elevator waiting for our stop. We stood in a silence that started to make Louis fidget and squirm. I looked at him out of the corner of my eye to see him staring at me uneasily. “We have to go to a meeting with management later. You have to come too seeing as though you are Niall’s girlfriend.” Louis said still staring at me uncomfortably.
“What’s got your knickers in a twist Lou? You’re squirming about and staring.” I said leaning against the wall of the elevator.
“Nothing…it’s just…”Louis said running his hand through his hair messing it up a little. “How does this not bother you? You seem perfectly fine. Like it Niall being in a coma is an everyday thing. And I don’t mean that offensively I'm just curious.” Louis said, still staring as the elevator stopped and opened.
“I am just keeping a calm head about this and trying to not let the negatives bring me down.” I stated simply walking out of the elevator. I sat down in front of the three boys on the couch waiting for me and Lou to come. “I hope none of you mind but, I am visiting him every day. And I may stay the night some times.” I said without question.
“You can’t. We need you back at the house Anna.” Liam said. Zayn nodded while Harry was staring blankly at the beige wall across from him.
“Come on lets go home.” Louis said grabbing my waist and picking me up and tossing me over his shoulder. I rolled my eyes and didn’t fight back. The boys followed and tried to help Harry up. He immediately shoved them away.
“Don’t touch me.” Harry snapped slapping the boys’ hands away. They all looked at him shocked and upset.
“Okay. Sorry Haz…” Zayn said starting to walk outside where those stupid paps were still waiting outside for a story.
“ZAYN!” I shouted. The boys all stared at me with shock. “We can’t go out that way without people asking where Niall is.” I said weakly. All the boys’ faces fell after realizing what I said was true.
“Well we could go out a back way…”Liam said quietly looking down. We all nodded walking around to door. Okay. Thank you Paul. See you soon.” Liam said shutting his phone off.
“Paul will meet us around back soon?” Zayn asked Liam, who just nodded. We waited around chatting quietly until a big black SUV showed up. Paul jumped out and walked around to see the boys.
“Hello boys, hello Anna.” He said politely. “You sure are handling this well Anna.”
I nodded and all the boys started piling into the SUV. Liam upfront wit Paul. Zayn, Harry, and I sitting in the back.
“Harry…if you want to talk…I’m here. I haven't changed since you left…at least…not that much…” I said before jumping over Zayn and hopping out the car when we arrived home. I did the first thing I thought of and ran to Niall’s room. I grabbed his favorite Jack Wills sweatshirt, put it on and crawled into his bed. I wept to myself silently before eventually falling into a restless and dreamless sleep.
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Harry’s POV
I…cannot…even…I just can’t even begin to fathom how much pain Niall is in. How this is my entire fault. If I hadn’t taken my anger out on him. If I hadn’t kept all those emotions under lock and key for years…
Now all I can do is hope that he’ll be okay.
Not just for Anna’s sake, but for my own. I need to apologize. I need one of my best mates back.
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The Styles-Stylist Problem (One Direction Fan Fiction)
FanfictionAnna Claire is an eighteen year old girl with a very famous best friend, Harry Styles. When Harry left for the X-Factor and never came back Anna because suspicious. Her and Styles still talked but very shortly. After Anna finished schooling she beca...
