Lucky, unlucky, forget me <3


First off, all the stuff in this fanfic is a characters point of view, not my own, so im not saying i think Niall needs to try harder to fix his teeth, or that none of them have manners, its just the characters first judgement. I dont think any of that, i love them for who they are, and im not a directionATOR, im a directionER, this is simply just a character, and if im honest, it was really hard to say that about them, because its not true!
This is a story about a girl, and Niall, Niall and a girl. Except this girl is no ordinary girl, she is his brother. His unwelcome, unloved, lonley brother. She thinks she's going to be like that forever, until one train ticket to London, and a bump into a stranger on the streets changes everything... Summer, here we come...:D


24. We're going to be here a while...

'You okay up there?' Zayn asked. No, i was hungry, tired, and my muscles were being strained to hang on. My fingers were bruised and swelling, and my lips were dry and cracked. I wasn't okay.
'Yeah' i lied. It had been about half an hour since the incident, and Zayn was still struggling to find out how to save us. I knew i couldn't hold on much longer, but i also knew i had to if i wanted to survive.
Actually, what was the point in surviving? I mean, the only person i expected would care if i was gone, and that i wasn't even sure about. Mum and Dad didn't even know i'd found Niall or anyone at all, never mind if i was alive or not, and the abusive ex of mine,  well he tried to kill me himself so he wouldn't care. I don't think the others knew me enough to care, only Niall and Zayn. Niall was my brother so i expected him to care. And well Zayn? I felt i had a special connection with Zayn after his break up with Perrie. It was weird.
'Oh my god! Throw me down your phone?!' Zayn demanded.
'I would, but i'm clinging on for dear life and it's in my back pocket!' i joked seriously.
'I would have never guessed!' he chuckled. How on earth could he laugh at a time like this!?
'Hmm, you need to try and swing yourself up' he muttered,  but i heard.
'What!?' i screamed. I was as scared as scared can get. I was probably going to die today and all my friends thought i was insane about an unknown number calling me! If i survive this, it'll teach them to tell me in crazy.
'You need to, Alex, just try, i love you' he said. Zayn just said he loves me at a time like this. For some reason,  it didn't help, and i didn't care at this moment. But it was sweet.
I took a deep breathe and tightened my grasp on the bar. I thought of all my years in gymnastics and how strong i had to be in it all.
I tensed my muscles, then let them hang dead, before tensing again. Then i pulled all my weight upwards Using a much strength as i could. I had a naturally good grip so it was easier to hang on, but i eventually pushed my arm so that the bar was under my armpit. I smiled to myself knowing i had just done that. It was a proud moment.
'That was fantastic! Quick throw me your phone down, i call one of the lads, or a help service!' Zayn clapped.
I did the same thing with my other arm and grabbed my phone out of my bra where i always kept it. Yes, its a strange place, but its quite comfy to be honest. If Zayn didn't catch this, i would seriously kill him.
'You better catch it' i warned him, before aiming for his hands and loosening up on my grip. Then i let it drop. I didn't want to watch.
'I got it!' he exclaimed and i sighed with relief. It wouldn't be long before i would be back at the villa with everyone else to rest my arms.
'Louis!! Get down to Bridge Eagle and come help me and Alex! Some lunatic made the bridge collapse! Were stuck!' i hear Zayn panicking from the water surface. It suddenly struck me why he was so scared. He couldn't swim. So in all fairness, i had the better option.
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