Moh's P.O.V
"Hey, Ems! How are you guys doing there?" I was calling my friend Emerie from the Philippines.
"Nasanay ka na sa kakaenglish, huh?" (You sure are getting used to speaking eglish, huh?) She replied. "We're doing great. How 'bout you and Gab?"
"We're okay. We're here at the park right now, actually." I told her.
Emerie and I talked for a while. Gab went to buy ice cream. I was playing with my phone while waiting for her to come back.
"Boo!" I felt someone crawl up from behind and surprise me. I almost fell down from my seat.
I heard a familiar Irish voice chuckle. I gave him a death glare, "That almost gave me a heart attack, you know!"
"Men! You should have seen the look on your face! Priceless!" It was Niall. How many times do I have to see their faces in a single day?
"I thought we got rid of you!" I snorted.
"Oh yeah! Reminds me, we still have unfinished business like the last time." he said as he climbed up on the park benches and tried to balance himself. He looks like a kid. Cute. Wait! Where did that came from?
"You still have to thank me you know." he said. Well, that sounded absurd.
"Why woul I do that?" I asked confusingly.
"For keeping you from falling with your face flat on the floor." he said, smiling.
My face started to burn up again. I don't know if it's because I feel embarassed of what happened earlier at the cd store or because of his insanely adorable smile.
He looked at me amusingly. "You're blushing! You have a crush on me!"
Wait. What? Can we rewind here? Did he just say or 'assumed' rather that I have a crush on him? Like, conceited much?!
"And how did you arrive to that conclusion Mr. Smarty Pants? I don't even like you." I asked.
"Oh yeah? Then why didn't you get off me right away when we fell down earlier? Seems to me like you enjoyed us being in that position. You were also blushing then!" Oh my Gosh! I'm getting annoyed at how our conversation went. He's making really absurd assumptions!
"I do not like you! I was just shocked then that's why I didn't stand up immediately. And who wouldn't turn red? That was like so freakin embarrassing!" I reasoned out with him, but he didn't even listen to my explanation.
"Nah! I'm pretty sure you've got a crush on me. Anyway, my butt hurt because you fell on me. I'll have you know, saving you doesn't come for free."
"What? What do you mean?" I asked but I didn't get an answer. Instead, he leaned over and 'TSUP!'. He kissed me!
"Y-y-you! That-" I was stammering in shock and anger.
Niall Horan stole my very FIRST KISS!
"Yeah?" He had an innocent look on his face . The moron was even smiling! I felt my blood boil and I got so angry that I threw my phone at him.
He was still standing on top of the bench and I hit him bullseye on the forehead. So he got outbalanced and fell to the ground.
"Ow!" I heard him groan behind the bench.
"Serves you right!" I said. I was about to leave him there but he looked really hurt. I couldn't tell if he was faking it or not. Last time I checked, they were singers, not actors.
I felt kinda guilty. "H-hey... You okay?" I asked him but he still didn't reply. This is when I really felt nervous. "T-this isn't funny, Niall!"
"Niall! There you are! What took you so long? You said you were just going to buy ice cream... Hey, you okay, Nialler?" His friends arrived just as I was about to panic.
"Bloody hell! Your forehead's bleeding! What happened to you?" Louis asked.
Okay, time to really panic!
"Ugh! What are you guys doing here?" Gab arrived with our ice creams. She was glaring at the boys.
"Look what your amazon friend did to my friend!" Harry said pointing to Niall's forehead and arm.
I looked at Niall then turned to Gab. "You've got explaining to do later." She inspected Niall's injuries.
"Ow! That hurt!" Niall complained.
"Here. Eat the ice cream and shut up. Okay?"
Niall did take the ice cream and seemed like to forget all about his wounds. Gab just rolled her eyes and turned to us. "Does any of you have a bandana or something?"
"I have this." Liam answered holding out a large handkerchief.
"Close enough. How about a first aid kit?"
"There's one in the car. I'll go get it." Zayn volunteered.
"Moh, do you still remember what we learned in Boy Scouts Roverettes?" she asked me.
"The one about the first aid treatments? Yeah, I guess." Gab and I were both Boy Scouts Roverettes in high school. One of our lessons is different types of bandaging. We started to bandage his left arm using Liam's huge handkerchief.
"What are you doing?" Niall asked. He was already eating the second ice cream cone.
"Relax. We just did an armsling. I think your shoulder got dislocated so stop moving too much." Gab explained.
I was already tying up the sling when Zayn arrived with the kit. We then dissinfected his wounds and he was complaining like a kid, so Gab kept on pressing the betadine dipped cottonball even harder.
"I think it'd be better if we bring him to a doctor since we just did first aid." Gab suggested.
We ended up going ti the nearest hospital. Louis drove us there. It was so freaking awkward since no one said a word the whole time we were inside the van. The sound of the engine drove me nuts! I felt really bad. i feel like it was really my fault, which is technically true, but... UGH! This is so frustrating!
