Taking A Final Stand

Chantal LeBlanc, a 14 year-old from Toulouse, France, has been bullied all of her life. She's finally had enough. She's changed schools, MJCs (a program for French students who are interested in extracurricular), and towns, just to get away, but it's no use. She's decided to move to London, England, where her pen pal, Niall Horan, lives. Niall's heard about her amazing musical talents, but now, he gets to see it for himself, as she has to audition, in order to enroll in a performing arts school; the exact same performing arts school that Niall attends. Will she rise above and beyond the obstacles that lay ahead? Or will she fall so hard, she can't see the light , at the end of the tunnel?

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6. Recovery

As we make it back to the complex, Zayn looks at me, worried.

"Why don't you stay with us?" Zayn asks. "Just until your feeling better."

"Okay." I reply, groggily. Harry, finally, puts the car in park, as Niall opens his door. He lifts me up, and carries me inside, as everyone else follows. Niall brings me up to his room, and lays me on the bed. The walls are sky blue, and the covers match. He lays down, next to me.

"Niall," I reply. "You haven't eaten all day, today."

"I know." He answers. 

"Go get something to eat." I explain. 

"Alright," he replies, "but I'm having Liam come in and take care of you, then." I nod, feeling drained, as Niall walks out the door. Liam comes in and sit down. 

"Are you okay, Chantal?" Liam asks. I can tell he's worried about me. 

"Yeah." I answer. "Just tired." His eyes meet mine for a brief second.

"Try to get some rest, like the doctor said." He explains. "It's the only way you'll get to feeling better." I nod, and lay my head down on the pillow.  I close my eyes, as Liam brushed my face, softly. He kisses my forehead, softly, as I drift to sleep.

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