I Love Him, I Hate Him

So there is this band called the Frozen Roses, and there's this group called One Direction. The Frozen Roses absolutely HATE One Direction, but their manager is having them go on a world tour with the guys. Will Love sparke between the two groups? Who knows.


10. More hospitals

Niall's P.O.V.

~hospital room~

I stare at the tv and think about how I had looked at Kylii. I was happy she had left early and I could care less if she was hurt. I could care less about everything now. Nothing really mattered anymore. I was getting some sort of therapy, but all I did during the time that the doctor was in here I would ignore her and think about Kylii. I have some serious mixed emotions about her. I was super pissed at her but at the same time I wanted her back. Back in my arms, back where it was us against the world.

I sometimes regret taking the pills. We would be in Florida right now and Kylii and I might have had made up already. All of the cheating shit behind us. But I just had to make an effect on her. I had to make her feel like I did. Like she had gotten her heart torn out of her body.

I know I had been an asshole about it and all I want right now is to get on with the tour. I need to make the doctors understand that I'm fine and they can let me leave.  I hate it here. Louis won't talk to me very much and the tv is getting really boring. The food starts to get old and tasteless and my life becomes greyer and greyer.

Harry's P.O.V.

~Niall's hotel room~

I sit on the couch in the room almost everyone had spent the night in. Isla flops down onto the couch next to me and yawns. I wonder what she had been thinking about this morning. She looked scared, almost disturbed by her thoughts. I let it go since she seemed in such a hurry to stop thinking about it.

Kylii had gone to hide in the kitchen when she and Colbey had come back earlier. No one decided to bother her and he seemed happy with that. Well as happy as she could get after the cold rejection she had gotten from Niall. I had sworn Zayn had said that Niall was talking about her. I guess it wasn't in the good way.

Zayn was with us and Louis had stayed with Niall. Zayn went to go shower and everyone else was in the living room thinking about the visit. It was pretty quiet except for the occasional sniff from the kitchen and the sound of the shower. I lay my head back and close my eyes. I let out a sigh and ran my hand through my chocolaty curls.

I can feel Isla's grey eyes on me and I remembered how fragile I thought she was. I was still afraid to hurt her in anyway. I had been keeping a sort of far distance. Except for last night when we shared the chair to sleep. I absolutely loved her hair. It was so soft and I couldn't stop playing with it. When I had woken up my hands were still tangled in it.

A small smile formed on my lips and I opened my green eyes just a bit to look at her. She smiled back at me blushing slightly at the realization that she had been caught staring at me. The more I looked at her, the more I realized that I needed her. It was like I needed her to live now. Say if she was to go back to London this day, I would die. I wondered if she felt the same way I did. I shook my head not believing for a second that she would feel the same way about me. It would be too perfect for the world we live in. This was a cruel society with a harsh reality, not a fairy tail.

I kept looking at her and I was pretty sure it was making her uncomfortable but I couldn't take y eyes off of her. I glanced around and everyone was either looking at their phones or outside. I leaned over to Isla, "Want to go for a walk?" I whispered in her ear, not wanting to disturb the silence. My bottom lip had brushed her ear and I could see her blush again. Her cheeks blushed to a deep red color but she nodded and stood up quietly. She tip toed to the door and I followed. Only Liam glanced up for a second but then he looked back at his phone.

I opened the door ad let Isla out then I closed it behind us. We started walking down the hall, "I wonder what's going to happen when Niall comes back from the hospital." Isla murmured. I thought of what had happened when we went there earlier.

"Yeah, he looked pissed." I replied a bit louder as we got farther away from the sullen room. "I don't think I've ever seen Niall that mad before." I added on after a slight moment of quiet.

She nodded, "It's literally killing Kylii, she refuses to eat anything, and she doesn't want to leave that kitchen, like she would die outside of it." Isla said a tone of great worry in her voice.

We kept walking until we reached the stairs. I opened the door for Isla and followed her into the stair way. As Isla and I walked down a flight there was no sound except for out footsteps on the stairs. Finally I couldn't stand the quiet. I stopped and looked at Isla, "I have to tell you something."

She stopped in front of me and turned so she could look at me. I took a deep breath and started talking, "Isla, from the moment you walked through the door in your recording studio I liked you. You just lit up the room like a star in the night sky. You have the most amazing personality, you are bubbly and cheerful, but you are also so caring for everyone else. You are the sweetest girl I've ever met. Not to mention you are stunning in every way imaginable. I love your hair, your eyes, your everything. I'm afraid of hurting you though. When that guy almost shot you and you asked if you were going to die, I wanted to make sure no one ever hurt you again. I'm afraid of losing you to anything, I'm afraid that I'll hurt you. I'm afraid I'll hurt you because...because I'm in love with you Isla Quinn."

Isla's P.O.V.

"I'm afraid I'll hurt you because...because I'm in love with you Isla Quinn."

When Harry said that last sentence a tear rolled down my cheek. I was biting my sweatshirt sleeve. His green orbs were filled with such emotion my breath was taken away. I didn't know what to say. I couldn't decide what to say so I just wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. I closed my eyes, my cheeks were still a bit wet from tears. Harry's arms wrapped around my waist, and I felt his smile through the kiss.

A few moments after I pulled away and smiled at him. He leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "You tasted like strawberries." his lips brushing my ear again. I blushed, but stayed smiling. This was the happiest I had ever felt in my entire life. It felt amazing.

"Guess what?" I asked and then without waiting for an answer, "I'm in love with you Harry Styles."

Harry's grin was the most amazing thing to see that moment, "Isla will you be my girlfriend?" he asked.

I nodded, "Of course I will." I replied.

"Shall we continue our walk?" he asked being all gentlemanly. We started walking again and he held my hand in his.

"Are we just going to go pubic about us?" I asked Harry completely fine with either option of keeping us a secret or letting people we are together for as long as possible.

"I want people to know you're mine." Harry replied a sweet smile on his lips.

"Ok." I said grinning. Suddenly the scar on my stomach hurt so badly if couldn't breath. I stopped walking and bent over trying to figure out how to breath again. I shut my eyes tight and knelt over. It wouldn't stop hurting all I felt was a fiery pain as if I had been shot again just this time the guy didn't have such a bas aim as last time. Harry was asking me something but I couldn't understand him. Nothing seemed in place. Everything was all fuzzy and painful. The next thing I knew everything went black.

Aurora's P.O.V.

I sat on the bed again and read my book. I was reading the Hunger Games for the fifth time and I still love it as much as I did when I read it the first time. I have to admit I am definitely the mot nerdy out of the Frozen Roses. I can't stop reading and writing is more of an obsession than a hobby for me. I tuck my velvet red hair behind my ear and keep reading.

It was getting really exciting and I guess my face showed because Colbey was looking at me with an odd expression, "Good book?" she asked with a lopsided smile and I just nodded and kept reading. I think Kylii might have fallen asleep on the kitchen floor because I could only hear breathing and no sniffles.

Colbey got up and tip toed into the kitchen to get a box of cereal. "We need more cereal." she announced and came out with the last box.

"Just get some from room service." Liam replied looking at her. 

I wondered where Isla and Harry had gone. They had left maybe ten minutes ago and I had no idea where they were. I shrugged at my own thought and went back to my book.  My glassed were perched on the bridge of my nose and they kept falling down. I was getting aggravated with them so I marked my page and shut the book. I took off my glasses and put them back in their case.

Laying back onto the bed, I heard a faint whimper from the kitchen. I stood up and walked over to where Kylii lay, curled up on the floor. She was crying in her sleep, I didn't know what to do, so I jut sat down next to her and pet her golden blonde hair.

She was so pretty. I had always been a bit jealous of her, just because she was so pretty, and I'm just so...blah. I don't look great ever. I'm the 'ok' friend. I'm afraid of being too imperfect to stay in the band. I'm the fattest one and definitely ugliest. To be honest I've never really felt 'pretty'. I died my hair red because it used to be such a boring shade of brown. Kylii on the other hand has always had so much confidence and she's always know that she was pretty. 

I can't believe I'm thinking like this, I shake my head and stand up. I suddenly realize that I'm practically in tears. I walk quickly back to the bed and turn my back to everyone else. Zayn comes out of the bathroom and sits on the couch. Brandy was dead asleep and I could hear him chuckle slightly. I can tell he likes her and she likes him. The sucky part is no one likes me. Not in that way anyways.

A tear rolls down my cheek when I close my eyes and I fall into a painful dreamless sleep.

I wake up to Colbey shaking me and she sounds scared. I opened my eyes slowly and look at her, confused. "What's going on?" I ask tiredly.

"Isla's in the hospital." Brandy said, sounding almost as tired as I was.

I sit straight up, now wide awake, "What?!" I practically scream.

"We don't know Harry just called Zayn and said she passed out on the stairs then hit her head." Colbey explained to me.

I jump out of the bed and see Kylii standing behind everyone like an outcast. I look at her and she just stared back look as broken as ever. "We need to go see her." I say.

"I'm not going." Kylii says quietly.

Brandy whips her head around and shoots such a sharp glare at the broken hearted blonde girl it practically hurts me. "Why aren't you going to see your band mate who's practically family to you?" she asks her voice like stone.

"I can't." Kylii replied simply and walked back to the kitchen and sits on the floor. Brandy looks like se could kill Kylii at the moment but she turns away and walks to the door.

"I'll stay with her." Liam mumbles and sits back down onto the couch.

I just brush out the hotel room and into the hall way, pissed at Kylii. She may be messed up but she should still go to the hospital to go see the youngest member in our band who might have died. Brandy, Colbey, and Zayn come out just a few minutes after and we head down stairs to catch a cab.

~at the hospital~

Harry was the only on allowed to be in the room with Isla for the first hour. Zayn had gone off to visit Niall and Louis. He came back just in time to go in and see her.

When we walked in there the first thing I saw was Harry sitting beside Isla looking the most terrified I have ever seen anybody in my life. Isla had a bunch of different tubes sticking out of her arms. The only thing I could identify was the IV. The rest of the different colored tubes were just a bunch of randomness to me.

I couldn't say anything so I just knelt down beside Harry and stared at Isla. She had seemed so strong this morning. Everything had been fine and then this sort of thing just has to happen. Colbey was trying not to cry as she bit down on her sweatshirt sleeve. I hadn't been to any store lately but I could imagine what the magazine covers looked like. They must be exploding with news on Niall, Isla, Liam, and Kylii.

It was dead silent in the room, minus the occasional beep of an instrument. I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out, so I just jut my mouth and looked at the floor. I knew touring with One Direction would be a bad idea. I thought to myself. Look where it had gotten us and them. We each had a member in the hospital, and our love lives were all out of whack. It was just so confusing for me.

"When will she wake up?" Colbey asked her voice shaking with each word.

Harry shrugged, "The doctors said they didn't know. They said she might not wake up at all."


Short chapter I know I'm sorry. I wanted to get it published. Sorry for any spelling or anything grammatical. I have a question, do you like the cliff hangar?

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