Chapter 30

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2 weeks later

Kyla's POV

"I can't wait to get out of here!" I said. I've been here so long!

"Don't worry you're leaving tomorrow." Brent said holding my unbroken hand. I smiled. He's just so cute!

"But that's so far!" I said groaning. He chucked. Liam walked in.

"How's my baby sister?" He asked.

"I WANNA GO HOME!" I said. The first couple days in here were fun because a whole bunch of celebrities came to see how I was doing and hanging out with them was fun but they didn't come this last week and I've died of boredom.

"Yeah yeah you've been saying that every day!" Liam said. I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever." I mumbled.

"I'm just glad that as soon as I get out of here I can start recording again." I said. Liam sighed.

"What?" I asked.

"Well..." He said.

"Liam!" I yelled.

"You can't go back right away Kyla. You just got hit by a car! You need to rest for a bit." He said.

"No I don't Liam! I'm 18. I know what's best for me and that's to start right away. I don't wanna let anyone down!" I said.

"Kyl-" he said before I cut him off.

"No Liam. People are counting on me. I don't need to be pitied by everyone. I have a few broken bones I'll be fine!" I said. He opened his mouth to say something but walked out the door instead.

"Kyla, he may have a point." Brent said. I looked at him.

"You just, don't understand. I just got a record deal. I never thought that would happen. I want to make the most of it. If I don't, then I don't. But I don't know that yet. Making music is what I love to do Brent. I'm sorry but, I need to go back." I said. He sighed.

"Okay. But I have to come with you to make sure you're okay." He said. I smiled.

"Okay." I said. Harry walked in with a big smile on his face.

"What?" I asked.

"Well, I just talked to the doctors and..." He said.

"Harry Fricking Styles what?!" I asked. Skye walked in with a big fat bag.

"You're going home today!" She said.

"YES!" I said. I finally can get out of here and not be bored out of my mind! Brent stood up and helped me get to the bathroom so I can change.

"Skye pass me the clothes." He said. She gave him this are you joking look.

"No. I'm helping her change. Get out." She said.

"Bu-"

"Get. Out." She said. He sighed and walked out. I just laughed. After getting changed which took forever, I was put back in my bed waiting for a wheelchair. Harry opened the door following behind him was Louis being pushed by Zayn in my wheelchair. (Which I'm not excited for.) The wheelchair looked like it was 100 years old and would fall apart at any second.

"Umm. Is that thing safe?" I asked.

"No. Which is why we got you this!" Louis said and Liam came in with one of those really cool motor ones that old people use.

"This is AWESOME!" I yelled. Harry and Brent helped me get in my chair thing and I drove myself out of the hospital.

"PEACE OUT!" I yelled as I sped out of the hospital. I don't think I'm suppose to go this fast but who cares. I waited for everyone at the front of the hospital.

"So how are we getting back?" I asked.

"Well, Kyla you're going with Nash because he's got the big fat cat for your thingy." Zayn said.

"Nash is here?!" I asked.

"Boo!" I heard from begin me.

"Nash! Hayes! I can't believe you guys are here I haven't seen you guys in forever!" I said.

"You saw us yesterday." Hayes said. I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever. You guys don't know what you're talking about. I had to sleep in that really uncomfortable bed for 2 weeks." I said. Everyone laughed.

"Come on." Nash said. We went to his car and Hayes helped me in the front seat while Nash put the thing in the back.

"You should thank me because now you can park in wheelchair parking." I said as he got in and I put up the sign thing.

"Yes! Let's go to really busy places and park in wheelchair and rub it in everyone's faces!" Hayes said. I laughed and Nash rolled his eyes.

"Let's just get Kyla home first." Nash said. I laughed. When we finally got to my place I just wanted to flop down on the couch. We walked in.

"Oh my god!" I said.

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