Live While We're Young

Chapter 15

I wake up early. Harry said he had some errands to run, but he will be at the counseling session at noon. I walk into the kitchen and read a note on the fridge. 

'I left some pancakes in the fridge for you for breakfast, hurry and eat them before Niall does! Love you babe, Harry xx' 

Wouldn't surprise me if Niall ate them already. 

I open the fridge. No pancakes. 

"NIAALLL," I holler. 

"WHAT?" He hollers back. 

"DID YOU EAT MY PANCAKES?" 

"NO.... Yeah.." He says, lying at first. 

I roll my eyes and just grab a granola bar. 

While munching the chocolate granola mix, I hear a voice. 

"What do you mean?" 

I walk to the door, putting my ear against it. 

"But.." 

I'm such a snoop. 

"Please, I love you, always will," 

I feel bad. 

"Okay, have a good day.... Friend," 

I walk away from the door. What just happened? Did they seriously just break up? 

Liam walks past me, covering his eyes.  

"Liam what's wrong?" I ask, grabbing his arm. 

"Dani broke up with me.." He mumbles, his eyes red and puffy. 

I immediately embrace him into a hug. 

We hug for a while, I feel so bad. 

"Why?" I ask. 

We pull away. 

"It's hard for her, all the hate she gets, never being able to see her own boyfriend.." He turns away. 

I grab his arm again. 

"Liam, I'm so sorry, but you're still friends, right?" 

He nods. 

"That's good... Hey, what do you say we go for some pizza and ice cream later after my counselling session, just us? Get things off your mind," I tell him. 

"Sure," he mumbles. 

I wipe under his eyes. 

"Thank you, Cole," he says, kissing my cheek. 

"Anytime, Li," I respond.  

We hug again, for about ten seconds until the sobs kick in. 

I grab his hand and pull him over to the couch, having his sit down. 

I go running through the place, looking for Niall. 

"Kitchen," I mumble to myself. 

I run to the kitchen. 

"Niall?" I half-whisper. 

"Niall where in the bloody hell are you?" 

He jumps out from one of the cupboards, screaming and grabbing my ankles. 

"NIALL!" I scream, falling backwards. 

He lets go of my foot, but it smashes off of the cupboard. 

I feel a pinpoint pain in my foot that starts spreading. I look down at my foot. 

"Bloody hell, Niall. Why'd you do that?!" I groan in pain. 

"Prank," he admits. 

He looks at my foot. 

"Sorry," he says, helping me up. "You're just not easy to keep safe," he says. 

"Owwww," I groan as I try standing up. 

Niall picks me up, no problem, and carries me to the couch. 

"Liam, what happened?" Niall asks looking at his state. 

"Dani broke up with him," I say. 

"Oh, Liam I'm... I'm so sorry," Niall says. 

"Niall can you set me down?" I ask. 

"Liam, it will be okay las," he says. 

"Niall," I mumble. 

Niall carries me to the room of which Harry and I have been staying in and sets me on the bed. 

"I'll get you some ice, want some Advil or anything?" I shake my head, wincing in pain as I move my leg to get comfortable. 

"Okay, ice, Advil, water, on the way," he says as he runs out of the room. 

I look at my foot. It is really purple and swollen.. I would go to the hospital if I didn't have my session in half an hour. 

My session! I haven't gotten ready!  

I get up and drag myself, painfully, to the dresser. 

"No clean shirts," I mumble. 

I throw on one of Harry's. it's a long sleeve shirts, nothing special about it. 

Then I grab a pair of sweatpants that say 'ONE DIRECTION' down the leg. Harry bought me the sweatpants.. 

I laugh, remembering when he gave them to me. 

I ease off my pyjama pants, barely touching my aching foot, and pull on the sweatpants. 

I lay back down, gently putting a pillow under my foot. Even that simple task hurts. Must be a sprain... 

Niall runs in, setting the ice carefully on my foot and giving me the Advil and water. The ice kills my foot with its weight, but I try not to show any pain. 

"This should kick in by the time you go for your appointment," he says. 

"Okay, thanks Ni. Can you please comfort Liam?" I ask. 

"Sure," he says, walking out to Liam. 

The time passing to the appointment takes forever, and it kills me. I sit there for 20 (which seems like 5 days), then finally Niall comes and says "Come on, appointment time!" Then he decides to carry me to the car. 

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Ooh. What does Liam do? What happens at the counsellor? Also I'm thinking of doing a book series, that'd be fun.(: :D ~Emily