It's hard, dating the famous Niall Horan. But it gets only harder when your new bestfriend Zayn Malik loves you, more than just friends. After one crazy night you discover that deep inside, you want the same. Secret kissing, crying and lying becomes part of your life. How to deal with all this? But more importantly, how to choose?


17. Sleeping and Saving


 I woke up to a soft voice singing, no it was more like whispering."Settle down with me, Cover me up, Cuddle me in. Lie down with me, And hold me in your arms. And your heart's against my chest, your lips pressed to my neck. I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet. And with a feeling I'll forget, I'm in love now. Kiss me like you wanna be loved. You wanna be loved. You wanna be loved. This feels like falling in love. Falling in love. We're falling in love. Settle down with me. And I'll be your safety. You'll be my lady. I was made to keep your body warm. But I'm cold as the wind blows so hold me in your arms. Shit.. what are the lyrics again? Ehh.. Yeah, I've been feeling everything from hate to love from love to lust. From lust to truth I guess that's how I know you. So I hold you close to help you give it up .So kiss me like you wanna be loved. You wanna be loved. You wanna be loved. This feels like falling in love. Falling in love. We're falling in love.."  It was Kiss Me from Ed Sheeran. "That was beautiful, Zaynie.." I said, while cuddling closer into his bare chest. "Oh hey, you're awake! Sorry, my fault, boo." "It's fine, I don't mind waking up to that. I love it when you sing like that, so small and with no high notes, just your breathtaking voice.." "Well, I meant every word of it." He said, kissing the crown of my head. "You're not cold as the wind!" "You would be suprised.." "Come on, I know you so well, you're not!" "I guess you're right, sometimes I even think you know me better than I know myself." We both started giggling. I sighed. "We need to get up, before the others notice I'm not in my own bedroom. And besides, we have to go to the hospital, facing an angry Niall.." I attempted to get up, but Zayn tightened his grip, so I failed. "Just a few more minutes!" "No Zayn, we really-" "Please? I want to remember this moment." "Fine.." I layed back down and started tracing the lines of his tattoos. My finger hesitated a little when it reached the ZAP tattoo, remembering that bad dream I had in Portugal. But that's in the past now. I closed my eyes contented. A few minutes later, when I was almost asleep again, I heard the toilet flushing in the room next to Zayn's, We both shot straight up, looking at each other frightened. "I have to go, before anyone else wakes up!" I quickly jumped out of bed, but Zayn grabbed my wrist. "Wait, I have to do one more thing.." He layed his hand on my neck and brought my face closer to his, softly kissing my lips one more time. I couldn't help but smile when I left the room. I just closed the door, when Liam came out of the bathroom, brushing his teeth. He said something, but I couldn't understand it because of the toothpaste in his mouth. "What?" He held up one finger, gesturing me to wait, and walked back inside. Ten seconds later he came out, his mouth rinsed . "Goodmorning! What were you doing in Zayn's room?" I felt my face flushing red. "Oh.. I was just there to.. wake him up!" "Alright. Can you wake up Lou and Haz too? I think I heard snoring coming out of their room, and we are leaving in half an hour! "Yeah, ofcourse!" Pff.. Saved by the bell!

I walked over to their room, and was about to knock, but I decided not to. I opened the door and tiptoed inside. Liam wasn't lying about the snoring. It was Harry. Ofcourse.. It was time for my favourite thing to do; rudely waking people up in the morning. They were lying there so cute, mouths half open, facing eachother. But there was a small space between them, so I took a jump and landed precisely where I wanted to. They started groaning and I couldn't help but laugh. I made myself comfortable, lying besides them above the sheets. "GOODMORNING SLEEPYHEADS!" More groans followed. "Go away, Liz." Louis said, his words muffled in his pillow. "We have to get up! We're leaving in.." I looked over at the alarmclock on the drawer. "27 minutes!" "So? That means 22 more minutes of sleep." "Come on guys, I really wanna be there in time.. just to get it over with it." I mumbled the last part. Louis finally opened his eyes, looking up at me and raising an eyebrow. "What's wrong?" "I-eh.. Nothing." "Stop the act, Liz."  At that moment I couldn't hold it in any longer. I started crying. All those hours of denial came pouring out. They both automatically wrapped their arms around my waist, I couldn't help but notice the concernment in their eyes when they glanced at eachother. "It's all my fault! I'm the reason he's in the hospital!" "Don't say that! It's not like you were the truckdriver." Harry said, his voice still a bit crooked from just waking up. "No, but if I didn't get that drunk, he would've never been mad at me, and all of this wouldn't have happened! I'm so afraid that he can't forgive me. I'm not even sure if I will ever forgive myself!" "It's not your fault, Liz!" Louis said, wiping up the tears before he continued talking. "Don't be so hard on yourself! That truckdriver should've paid attention, Niall should've looked both ways before crossing the street. And Niall is definitely not the type of person who would blame you for this, and you know that. Just go in their and apologize for what happened at the club, and it will be fine!" I let out one last sob. "Are you sure?" "100 percent." I sighed in relief. "Thanks guys, for being so sweet, not only now, but also last night. Especially you Harry." "Yeah well, just don't scare me like that anymore. I was more worried about you than I was about Niall." "Sorry.. I'm just glad that all those bottled up feelings are gone. Now we really have to get up." "We can't.." They said at the same time, before giggling like 8-year-old girls. "Why not?" Suddenly they didn't have the ability to talk anymore. "Oh my god, are you guys naked underneath?" Harry gave me one of his famous cheeky smirks, showing his dimples. I quickly got up. "Gross! I don't want to know that!" They couldn't stop laughing, and they laughed even harder after I said that. "Just.. get dressed and we'll meet in the livingroom.." I walked back out, trying really hard to block that image out of my head.

"There is literally paparazzi everywhere! First in front of the flat and now here?" Dani exclaimed. We all sat in Paul's minivan, in the parking lot of the hospital. There was no way we could reach the hospital safely without being spotted. The photographers were like flies when something like this happened, you couldn't get rid of them. They all wanted to capture the look on my face, and figure out if whether or not Zayn was here too. Paul turned around to look at all of us. "If you want to go in, there is no other way. It's your call, Liz." Suddenly everybody turned their attention to me. "If there's no other option.. I guess we should go. After all, Niall is more important than those stupid photographers." "Make sure everybody wears their sunglasses, give me a call when you want me to pick you up." "Thanks, Paul." We got out of the car, and put on our sunglasses. With every step we took, we came closer to the paparazzi. Soon enough, they noticed our presence and started taking pictures and filming us. The flashes made me dizzy, even though I was wearing protection. I tried to keep my face as neutral as I could. We were now just a few paces away from the crowd. "Give me you hand." Zayn whispered, his mouth almost didn't move. "But the paps.." "I don't care, they will write about us anyway. I just want to make sure you are safe." And with that, his hand slid into mine, our fingers intertwined. The paps went wild when they saw it, but Zayn was right, I reached the point where I didn't care anymore. He guided me through the crowd, ignoring questions like; Are you guys together now? Is it true Liall is over? Can you confirm that Niall broke up with you? We finally reached the doors and got in, soon followed by the others. One problem conquered, on to the next one..

There we were, in that very same hallway, waiting. The nurses were preparing Niall before we could visit him. A few minutes passed, it seemed like hours. One of the nurses came outside. "You can see him now, but one or two at a time, he is still very weak." I remained were I was. Liam, who sat next to me, looked at me expectantly. "What are you waiting for? Go in!" "Somebody else can go first.." I wasn't ready for this. "No way, Niall is expecting you. Come on!" "Fine.." I stood up, and  walked to the door. "Don't be nervous Liz, you can do it!" Dani said "Remember what I told you." Louis added. I took a deep breath, turned the doorknob and slowly walked in. Niall had a room to himself. His leg was held up and in a cast. The other nurse was just finished with refilling his water, and gave me a polite smile while passing by. Niall face brightened up when he saw me. "Princess!" I stood there hesitantly in the doorway. "Hey Niall.." I regained all my confidence and walked over to the end of the hospitalbed. "Look, before you say anything, I just want you to know I'm sorry. For what happened at the club, the way I behaved, and mostly.. this." I said, while pointing to his leg. "You thought I was mad at you?" I nodded my head. "You're not?" "First I was, but now I get it. You were drunk and you made a mistake. It was just a bit unfortunate that it happened with Zayn.. And you certainly aren't the cause of my accident, that cunt of a truckdriver was. I can't say I was happy with some articles in the magazines, and we are going to get a lot more shit from the media, but we will get through it. Most important thing now is that you are here." I smiled in relief. I ran over to him and hugged him tightly. "Ouch.. be careful, love." I quickly pulled back. I now had a good look of him. His face was covered in cuts and bruises. "Ooh poor baby." He laughed, the laugh that every directioner in the world can recognise. I missed that laugh.. He patted on the bed, and I layed next to him, making sure I wasn't hurting him. It was a bit cramped, but at that moment I just wanted to be close to him. We layed their for a couple minutes in silence, he traced circles on my back. "You have no idea how scared I was yesterday, Nialler." "Why? I wasn't in life danger." "I was afraid of losing you." A single tear escaped from my eye and landed on his shirt, the last tear I ever shedded for it. "Could you grab me something? It's in my jacket." I found a small black box in one of the pockets, and layed back down. "What's in there?" "Open it." I opened the little box. I found a silver ring inside, hanging on a necklace. "It's a promise ring. I know you don't really like wearing rings, so I figured this would be better. I'm wearing mine too!" "No, I wanna wear it on my finger, to show everyone I belong with you." That made him smile widely. He helped me put it on. "It's beautiful Niall! Were you carrying it around the whole time?" "I wanted to give it to you that night we went clubbing, back at home. I didn't get the chance because.. You know." "Thank you so much." I pecked him on the lips. "With this ring, we promise to love each other, to protect each other from the bad things. To never hurt each other, and have a lot of fun together. But most important, we promise to take care of each other, no matter what happens between us. The ring symbolizes that promise." I held up my pink. "Pinky promise?" He wrapped his pink around mine and kissed me once again. "I love you, Nialler." "I love you too, and I always will, I promise."  We fell asleep together. When the others came in and found us in that small bed, his pink still wrapped around mine, they couldn't help but smile. They were all thinking the same thing; Everything was back to normal, We had our Nialler back.

* A/N Ola chica's! I hope I didn't scare you to much there with Niall! It was cruel to make him have an accident, I admit, but it had to be done for the story! A little bit of both Ziz and Liall in this chapter. Still the same question: On which team are you?? I can't really promise you guys anything about when the next chapter is going to be published. It can be three days, or two weeks, I honestly don't know. I'm not sure how busy it will get with school, so it really depends on that. Give me comments on what you thought of this chapter, and don't forget to like and favourite! XOXO 



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