Long Lost Brother

Chapter 40: Don't Forget Me Okay?

Not much happened while I was in a coma. The boys came by every so often telling me what was happening and kissing me on the head every so often. Harry usually told me he loved me and asked if I could wake up soon cause he really missed me. Ashton said it was really boring without me and how many awards and stuff they got, I felt really proud of them. Michael and Luke always begging for forgiveness even though I forgave them a long time ago. Calum usually would tell me what was happening how everyone was really mad that I got hurt and that I should wake up soon cause Luke, Michael, and Ashton are really torn up about this

"I'm really sad too but I don't really matter much cause we're just friends who had a small fling on the tour bus," he sighed sniffling. I felt terrible as soon as I heard the words come out of his mouth. Calum was much more to me than just a 'fling' god I hate that word. Liam came by saying he missed seeing my goofiness around the hotel like asking for orange juice instead of coffee like a normal teen, Louis said that Harry was really torn up about this which made me sad to hear, Zayn told me that he cased the shirt I shook my sweat on but later told me he was joking and that the boys and himself really missed me. When Niall came I tried not to listen but there was no way I couldn't he said he was sorry for everything he's done to me and is sick of himself that he tried to force me to have sex with him. He actually started crying during his speech and apologized just for that. Christina came by a few times to fix me up every so often so I didn't look dead and joke around saying she was waiting for that lunch with me so I better wake up. I really did want to wake up and tell them I was fine. I wanted to hug all of them and tell them I never wanted to leave again.

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When I did wake up all 9 of the boys were sat around my bed which startled me. They all looked up at me with hopefully eyes and big grins. The first one to jump on me was the younger boy with golden curls then a man with dark curls and a big happy grin. They all followed afterwards and hugged me tightly. It felt like was under a giant dog pile of cologne.

"Excuse me?" I asked politely and they all looked at me expectantly.

"Who are you?" All of their facial expressions turned sad and Harry got off and started to cry. Ashton and Louis rubbed his back sadly.

"Shit, sorry Harry I didn't mean to make you cry," I said sitting up. Harry looked at me again with an angry facial expression which then turned happy. He ran over to the bed and tackled me followed by the other two who were comforting him. We hugged each other closely hoping to never have us break apart again.

"Guys?" I asked.

"Yeah?" They all replied in unison which sounded like angels from heaven.

"You smell like boys," I said shaking my head and grimacing. They all laughed and hugged me tighter. After a long time of hugging they finally let go and called a doctor.

About 20 minutes later they released me after confirming my eyesight was back to stay and the concusion might have cured it. No more glasses... PRAISE THE LAWD. The boys walked me over to the uber and helped me in as I was still a little weak from getting out of bed no less than thirty minutes ago.

"Okay so today we a have rehearsal, an interview, a meeting, the 1D boys are leaving at 6 so you probably want to say bye to them right? And Finally we're leaving an hour later," Ashton said scrolling through his phone.

"Yeah," I sighed.

"Hey I'll be back for you," Harry said noticing my depressing sigh and hugging me sideways.

"And besides Christmas is coming up and-"

"Holy balls! Christmas is coming! I have to make my list and go Christmas shopping and make cookies and get a tree!" I exclaimed counting everything out on my fingers.