I Can't Help Falling In Love With You (A One Direction FanFiction)

Chapter 14

Leah’s POV

                  They say dying is peaceful. That you’re overcome with quiet and serenity and are greeted by a beautifully blinding light at the gates of heaven. Except when I died… there was no gate. There was a blinding light, and serenity per say, but that serenity was broken with a loud and monotonous,

                  BEEP.

                  I scrunched my eyes, knitting my brow in agony. My head was pounding and my arm was throbbing. I blinked continuously as my eyes adjusted to the bleak white of the hospital room. Hospital room? What the hell was I doing here? I closed my eyes and rubbed them, hoping to wake up back at home in my bed.

                  BEEP.

                  And what the hell was that annoying sound? I groaned and opened my eyes again, greeted by an empty room. Nobody was here. No wonder, they probably all hate me now. Niall hates me because I played him and Liam hates me because I can’t figure out if, after all these years of loving him, I really want to be with him.

                  BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

                  I felt a tear trickle down my cheek. I was completely and utterly alone. Nobody loved me. Nobody cared about me. I wish I’d actually done it right and killed myself. Why did I have to be so stupid? Why couldn’t I do anything right? I wanted to scream at myself, but my throat felt like sandpaper and I couldn’t even utter a hello when the nurse walked in to check my vitals.

                  “Miss Leah it’s so wonderful to see you finally awake!” She said cheerily, checking off something on her clipboard.

                  “How long was I out?” I croaked. She said finally… that I was finally awake. What the hell did that mean?

                  “It’s been about two weeks or so. And those poor boys were so worried about you. They should be here soon actually. They usually come around 10 AM.” She gave me a knowing wink and left, closing the door quietly behind her. They came to see me? They actually didn’t hate me? After all I’d put them through? Well unless it hadn’t been Liam and Niall coming to see me. Maybe I was getting my hopes up. Maybe Zayn and Harry had come to see me instead and then would just report back to Liam and Niall. It was plausible. I bet Liam and Niall couldn’t stand to be near each other now and that was all my fault. Why did Liam have to invite me to go with him and the boys on holiday? Why had I even said yes? It would have been so much better if I’d never gone at all. I wouldn’t have caused so much trouble. I could suddenly hear muffled voices outside the door. A familiar Irish accent. I quickly laid down and pretended to be asleep as the door opened. I heard someone shuffle in and close the door. There was a scraping of chair legs against the tile floor and suddenly a warm hand was holding mine.

                  “Leah hey it’s me again. I don’t know if you can hear me in there or anything but I miss you. I know I’ve told you that every day but I really do. Liam’s not coming today… he’s uh. Well never mind. But I’m here and that’s all that matters right? As long as someone’s here to talk to you.” I heard him sniff, like he was about to cry. I couldn’t help it. I squeezed his hand and fluttered my eyes open.

                  “LEAH YOU’RE AWAKE! Oh God this is so great!” He shouted happily, wrapping me in a bone crushing hug and planting a sloppy kiss on my lips. He pulled away blushing and looked down at the sheets on my bed. I reached my hand under his chin and brought his face to mine in another sweet kiss.

                  “I missed you too Ni.” I whispered, smiling genuinely. And I meant it. I really had missed him. And I guess the kind of sad but happy part was that I missed him more than I’d missed Liam. My heart fluttered when I’d heard him come in and talk to me and I think that while I was out, I finally had made my choice. I smiled at the thought.

                  “What are you thinking about love?” He asked, his thumb rubbing circles on the back of my hand.

                  “Us… how I was so horrible to you but you still care. And that… I choose you.” His face lit up like a small child’s on Christmas morning and he enveloped me in another hug, sealing the deal with one more kiss.

                  “I chose you a while ago you know.” He whispered.

                  “I know, but I’ve finally made up my mind.”

                  “Made up your mind about what?” A voice broke through the happiness in the room. I’d recognize that voice anywhere…

                      Liam.

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AND THAT'S WHY HE'S CALLED CLIFF HANGER!!!! (; 

Sorry this was so short :( 

Well hey there guys! Finally updating. I know I'm a horrible author you can hate me and throw darts at my picture if you want. 

I just really want to thank you guys for bearing with my crazy update schedule. And after all your lovely comments I knew I just couldn't leave ya hanging for much longer. So I updated now because God knows I won't do it next week. 

I have exams starting on Tuesday until Friday SO don't expect anything. Sorry! I will be studying my A-S-S off. Blah. 

But then that means it's almost Christmas!!!! And that means VACATION!!!! So I will try and update much more frequently over the break. 

HOWEVER. This story is almost over. *cue the sobs* I know. But then that means you can move on and read my other story! *wink wink* haha I've just started that one, it's called Tell Me You Love Me and if you would read it that would be fantabulous.

Well I'm gonna stop blabbering now and continue to eat my maccaroni and cheese, in bed, in my PJs, at almost noon, on saturday, with my hot chocolate, while my dog barks incessantly at the guys who are fixing my garage. 

That was an unneccesary amount of information about my life right now :P

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