When I'm yours

When Peyton and her best friend Greyson move from California to Holmes Chapel Chesire they discover their next door neighbors are Harry styles and Niall Horan from a popular uk boy band named One Direction. Soon Harry and Niall are deeply in love with her. Peyton also falls for both of the boys. Eventually Niall and Peyton enter a relationship. Their relationship is full of obstacles that lead to good and bad things. Peyton is caught with Harry multiple times. Peyton causes Harry and Niall to even fight fist to fist. Will she tear them apart? Or will things work out?


17. Why not me.

I pulled the door open and sat in the back as usual. Harry sat up front driving with an empty passenger seat, Niall sat besides me. "So what do you guys usually order?" I asked. "The whole menu, twice." Niall laughed. "No kidding." Harry joked. We all laughed, it reminded me of when we first met. Why I fell for Harry and Niall in the first place. My phone vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out, "Hello?" it was a lady. "Hello this is The St. Johns Hospital is this Greyson Doizer's roommate Peyton Hart?" she asked. "This is she." I had a bad feeling in my gut. I knew something terrible was coming. Or maybe it wasn't so bad. "Okay Peyton. I'm going to have to ask you to come down to the hospital. Greyson has been involved with a car accident." I coved my mouth. The tears began to stream my face. "Harry stop! Go to the hospital. Right now!" I yelled. "What? What's wrong! Which hospital?!" he was panicked and the car swived a little. "St. Johns or something! Hurry!" I yelled still on the phone. "Hello ma'am are you still there?" she asked. "Yes." I whispered through tears. "How is she." "Right now we aren't sure where she is medically. She's in a coma and we don't know how long she will be out." I cried harder. Niall wrapped his arms around me an rubbed my shoulder and kissed me on the cheek. "She'll be okay. Everything will be okay." he consoled. "Harry how long til we get there." I asked as I sniffled about five times. "Uh...about...5 minutes." "We'll be there soon." I told the lady before I hung up. I layed my head on Niall's chest and cried. He held me tight trying to comfort me telling me everything would be okay. I hoped it would. When the car stopped we got out as fast as we could. I went up to the front desk. "Peyton Hart. Niall Horan, Harry Styles." I told her. "Ah Peyton, Greyson is in room 10 right down the hall turn right go straight it will be on the right." I walked away before she could say anything else. If she was going to. I walked into the room. I cried. I let her parents down. I didn't keep her safe. She layed in a hospital gown with bandages wrapped around her head. She was all beat up with bruises and cuts all on her face and arms an legs. There sat her lifeless body. Harry turned to see my face. He held me in his arms saying, "Don't worry Peyton. She's strong. She will come through." that's all I hoped for. I sat next to her body. "I'm sorry. I let you down. I let your family down. I let Niall and Harry down. I let everyone down. I should have gone with you that day. Should have stayed. Nothing would have happened." I cried hard an wasn't able to speak now. Harry and Niall sat besides me holding me. Comforting me. "Stop." Niall whispered in my ear. I layed my head on his shoulder and cried for several minutes. A doctor walked in. "Hello Peyton, gentlemen." I said nothing. I couldn't, didn't, speak. "How are you." Harry asked in a low voice. "I'm good thank you. But Greyson may not be." he looked down in sorrow. "Shes in a coma and there's no telling when she will wake up. If she doesnt come out of it for the next two weeks she may have some memory loss." he looked at me. "How did this happen." "Intoxicated driver." he stared at me. He felt bad. I could feel it. I cried harder on Niall's chest. He hugged and squeezed me tightly. Harry held my hand and rubbed the top. "It will be alright love." Harry tried to console. "I'll leave you guys alone in here. Feel free to leave whenever." he walked out of the room. How was I going to sleep at night. Knowing it could have been a person who left my party. It was all my fault. We stayed until visiting hours were up. A lady walked and. "Excuse me, visiting hours are over. In sorry but I'm going to have to ask you three to leave now." I stood up, a little lightheaded from not eating anything today. I held onto Niall for support, almost falling over. I felt weak and almost fell. "Peyton are you alright?" Harry asked. "Fine." I swallowed. "Just a bit lightheaded." the room was spinning. "Babe, get on my back." he bent down and I got on. I layed my arms around his neck as he kept his hands under my legs. We walked out of the hospital. "Let's stop for some fast food." Harry suggested. "Yeah sounds good." Niall said. "Yeah." I whispered. "McDonalds?" Harry asked. "Yeah." Niall answered. "Peyton?" "Yeah sure. Whatever is fine." I said. I wasn't hungry anymore. But I knew my body needed something to eat, anything. Nothing was on my mind. Except the fact of Greyson my best friend thousand of miles away from home, injured. In a coma. I began putting things together of how it happened. I began to quietly cry again. Niall wrapped his arm around me. "She's strong like Harry said. She will pull through." Why her, I thought to myself. Why not me.
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