Part 1: (Isabelle’s POV) – I didn’t mean for the accident to happen. I didn’t want it to happen. I had no idea if Niall and Harry would be alright, now it’s my entire fault too. I sit here, with nothing but a few scratches and bruises, my bare thigh toughing the frigid metal chair in the bleak hospital room. Waiting. Waiting for one of them to wake up. Waiting for a sign of life. They were breathing, but Niall and Harry weren’t responding to anything. This should have been me, not them. If only I could fix this and go back. . .
*(3 months ago)*
I woke up and stared out the dark bedroom window. The sun was hidden by a blanket of clouds and the warmth in the air was disguised by a forceful wind. It was sprinkling. I rolled over and kissed Niall’s forehead, my dark curly hair hanging in his face.
“Good morning sweetie.” I told him in my ridiculous American accent.
“Mmm…hi babe.” He said sleepily in his adorable Irish accent.
I put my feet down on the floor so I was sitting on the bed and put my slippers on. I trudged to the room across the hall.
“HARRY WAKE UP!” I tried to bother him. He didn’t answer. I threw open the door and placed myself right on top of him, pushing down on the bed to shake him. He pushed me off.
“Stop it Izzy!”
“What?” we playfully yelled at each other, our usual brother sister banter.
“Who wants breakfast?!” Louis screamed in his highest falsetto. Niall jumped up at the sound of food.
“ME!!!”
I ran after him and put my arms around his waist from behind.
“Guess who?” I said. Barely reaching his shoulder with my tiny 5’2” frame.
“I would know those hands anywhere.” He threw back flirtatiously. Niall turned around, picked me up, and gave me a passionate kiss.
“Oh Niall.” I blushed. He was the best boyfriend I could ask for. People say someone in a boy band wouldn’t have time for their girlfriend but it’s a total lie. I can’t remember the last time we were apart actually. Plus, he was helping me launch my singing career. We already wrote a few songs together. “You Again” “Here I Am” and “A Shoulder to Cry On” were our favorites.
My phone buzzed.
Message From: Modest!
Hello Isabelle, Modest! Management and Symco Records would love to meet with you about your first demo single and perhaps being featured on One Direction’s new album. Please come by our office ASAP to discuss plans. Thank you.
“Oh my God! Niall look look look!! Simon’s label and Modest! want to meet with me!”
“When are you going?” Harry asked.
“That’s fantastic! I’m so proud of you love!” Niall came over and embraced me in a bear hug.
“They want me to go like now…anyone want to join me?” I smiled at Niall and Harry. They swapped glances at each other.
“We’re in!”
The three of us dressed quickly and hopped in my Volkswagen Bug on our way to set up my future.
