What Happens In London, Doesn't Always Stay In London

Chapter 5

Zayn took mine and Niall's hands and pulled us all the way to the couch in the next room. He sat between Niall and I. He seemed troubled.

"Zayn? Are you okay?" I asked, putting a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"Do you guys know where Skylar, Anna, Harry, Louis, and Liam went?" Zayn asked us. Niall and I exchanged a few glances. Then we shook our heads.

"Why? What happened?" Niall asked. Zayn closed his eyes. 

"Well, I went to the bathroom for a short minute. I heard a scream, so I figured Louis was messing around or something. Then when I came out, I found myself alone. I have no idea what the hell happened." He explained. Niall and I looked at each other. 

"Well, Liam called us this morning and told us to meet you here." I said. Zayn's face seemed to lighten up a bit.

"Really? What did he say? Where are they? What happened?" Then all of a sudden there was a deep evil laughter coming from somewhere in the flat. Niall immediately grabbed my hand, unwilling to let me get hurt. I bit my lip. It sounded incredibly familiar. Zayn saw my face and seemed confused. Then I realized where I had heard it before. I gasped.

"No, it can't be." I said. Niall and Zayn were looking at me. Then a figure appeared around the doorway.

"Oh yes it can be." 

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I asked. Niall squeezed my hand tighter, sensing the mysterious figure was dangerous. 

"I thought I'd stop by. Surprise you and Dad." Niall was staring at me. 

"Dad? Wait, did he just say Dad. He's your, your, your..." 

"Brother. Yes. I'm Patrick." He came out of the shadows of the small flat. I was about to punch Patrick in the face. Sensing this, Niall held both of my hands. I sighed before explaining.

"Patrick was sent to jail in America for doing some bad things that we will not talk about. He was supposed to be there for life. But he's here." Niall and Zayn's jaws dropped to the floor. "Now, what have you done with my friends?" I asked, slowly taking a cautious step forward. He had a smirk on his face.

"Well, you have to make a deal with me first." Patrick said. I took a deep breath.

"What do you want?" 

"For you to take the blame for everything I did." He said almost straight away. I bit my lip. Niall walked up to me and whispered in my ear.

"You don't have to do this." I looked into his eyes. Then I kissed his lips gently. 

"Yes I do." I took two more steps forward. "Alright, deal. Now release my friends and we'll go to the court in America." I said. 

"But first, let's shake on it." He held out his hand suspiciously. I slowly took it. Suddenly, he pulled me towards him and stabbed me in the abdomen. I screamed in pain. Niall ran forward to catch me. He rested me on the ground as he and Zayn attacked Patrick. They threw the knife out of his hands and Niall jumped on Patrick. I took out my phone and called 9-1-1, blood draining out of my body dangerously fast. The police came to arrest Patrick. Then Niall came back over to me.

"Niall, I love you." I forced out. He had tears rimming his eyes. 

"No, you're not leaving me. I love you too much. Hang in there Princess. For me?" His effort was adorable. It made me smile. I slowly closed my eyes. I heard a loud beeping noise coming from next to me. My eyes fluttered open. I looked around at my surroundings and found myself in a hospital bed. There was an IV tube and a heart monitor hooked up to me. Then my thumb twitched slightly, the hand Niall was holding and endlessly kissing. He immediately looked up and saw that I was awake. Now that I could see his whole face, I saw tear stains. More tears came pouring down his face when he came up to my lips suddenly.

"Niall, I love you." I said, looking deep into his eyes. He smiled.

"I love you too." Our lips gently touched. Then I noticed that Harry, Louis, Liam, Zayn, Anna and Skylar were all in the room. Everyone had tears streaming down their faces. I tried to sit up, but couldn't find the strength. 

"No, you lay down Princess." Niall said, kissing my forehead sweetly. I smiled. Then the doctor came in. 

"Ah, nice to see that you are awake Kailtin." He said gleefully. "So, you seem to be healing rather well. You are lucky this young man over here saved your life. He donated a whole pint of blood." He said, pointing to Harry. I smiled as Harry stepped forward and knelt beside the bed. 

"Thank you so much Harry." He kissed my cheek softly. 

"No problem Love." I caught myself looking into his cute brown eyes. Then we turned our attention back to the doctor.

"You can be discharged as soon as you like, but you must be very cautious. That means no running around. Okay?" We all nodded. Niall signed the papers. He had brought me a pair of my clothes. About an hour later, we were leaving the hospital. We all decided to meet up at Liam's flat.