When Zayn and I got back from our walk it was around noon so we went to Nando's at Niall's request. That boy and his Nando's.
When we got there it wasn't very busy which was quite a surprise. It was a popular place because people went there just to try to see Niall. The waitress, whose name was Jackie, led us to our booth. I sat between Zayn and Louis and Harry, Niall, and Liam sat across from us. Jackie asked us what drinks we wanted.
"Round of colas please." Niall said. "And whatever you guys want." He started laughing and so did we after a second. I thought he was serious at first. Jackie left to get our drinks and we just talked for a while.
"Oh, and Paege is coming in a few minutes." Liam said. I tensed up as did Zayn. I don't think he liked Paege either. I swear he just brought her places to piss me off. It worked.
Paege came a few minutes after our drinks did. She sat down next to Liam and Niall ended up moving next to Zayn so there would be room for her. Liam and Paege were being all "cutsie" so I coughed and excused myself. I walked to the bathroom and sighed. I looked at myself in front of the mirror and compared my stringy brown hair and normal looking body to Paege's lush blonde hair and model thin body. I could see why he fell for her body. But why her personality?
I walked back to the booth and sat down. I just had to suffer through this lunch. I checked my watch and gasped. I forgot that I had to get home. My sister was coming home from college tonight and I had to help set up for her party.
I stood up and told everyone I had to go. I was about to start walking away when Paege stood up, too.
"I'll walk with you." She said "kindly". Stupid bitch.
"Whatever." I said coldly. She put on a fake hurt look. I rolled my eyes slightly. I walked stiffly out of Nando's to my car. I was about to open the door when Paege stuck her dirty, well-manicured I must admit, paws on my door keeping it shut.
"Stay away from Liam." She said to me simply.
"I'm kinda doing that right now." I said. "In case you haven't noticed, we're in a fight." I tried to open my door but she just slammed it shut again.
"Maybe you're in a fight now, but Liam's to nice for this to go on to much longer." She said. She had a point. "I mean when you two end up making up, I want you away from him. I don't want you to talk to him at all unless you're with the other boys."
"And who are you to tell me this?" I demanded.
"Honey." She laughed. "I'm rich, beautiful, and pretty much famous. I can get people to do... things... when I need them done." She said.
"Can I ask you to do something for me if I stay away from Liam?" I asked.
"It's the least I could do." Paege said flipping her hair over her shoulder.
"Maybe eat as much make up as you're wearing so you'll be pretty on the inside too, hmm?"
She was taken aback that someone had actually spoken to her like that. Before I knew it she'd slapped my face. I put a hand to my cheek and it stung. I pursed my lips and clenched my teeth.
"If this is what our fight over Liam has come too, I don't want a part of it. You can have him." I said with tears in my eyes. "You and Liam will be broken up soon anyway. He doesn't date sluts for longer that a year." I shoved her away from my car and got in. I saw her prance back into Nando's like nothing had happened.
I saw Zayn walk out of the restaurant towards me, but put the car into reverse anyway. I didn't feel like talking. He saw what I was doing and started running towards me.
"No, Brandin, don't go!" He shouted. I kept going.
"You'll hurt yourself." He said getting closer. I looked at him and put the car in drive. Then I looked at the road with tears flooding my vision and realized he was right. I kept going anyway. I looked in my rearview mirror and saw that Zayn was getting into his car to try and follow me. That, I could deal with.
But when I looked back in front of me there was a pick up truck heading right towards me. He'd crossed the center line. I screamed and braced for impact. Cheesy, I know, but it's what happened.
I felt my car stop suddenly and my body, mainly neck and head, jerk forward. My head hit the windshield. It was a miracle that I hadn't passed out and could still move my arms. I touched my forehead and looked at my fingers. They were covered in blood. I moved my arms, wrists, and fingers. They were all mobile. Then I moved my toes. Fine. I tried to move my legs but cried out in pain. My left one hurt so bad. It was probably broken. Great.
Now where was Zayn? I swore he was following me.
I tried to open the door and to my surprise, it actually did open. But I couldn't get out. I fumbled for my phone but it was in my left pocket. It took me a few seconds to get it out but it was broken. I was going to call 911 but realized as I heard the sirens that someone already had. Then Zayn came up to the door. He looked me over and his eyes rested on my leg and head.
"Don't move." He said. He started to walk away but I grabbed his arm.
"I'm sorry.." I murmured. I felt my head getting lighter and lighter. My vision was fading.
"Brandin!" he said and kneeled before me. "Brandin stay with me, do not pass out." He looked behind him. "Here come the police and paramedics, hang in there." I nodded slightly. He squeezed my hand and backed away to give the people room to work.
All of a sudden a terrible pain came upon my body. The shock was wearing off and my neck, head, and leg hurt like nothing I've experienced before. I moaned.
"She's passing out." I heard someone say.
"Just get her to the hospital." Another person said. I felt myself being taken from the car and I cried in pain.
"My leg!" I was put onto a stretcher and heard the paramedics tell Zayn he could ride with us to the hospital. When I was in the ambulance I saw him sit next to me through my blurry vision.
"Brandin." He said looking in my eyes. It felt like he was looking into my soul. He grabbed my hand and I squeezed it. He did too. The paramedic working on my head must have seen it.
"Brandin, squeeze his hand every 10 seconds." She said. "It'll keep you awake longer."
I did as she said, and Zayn squeezed back every time.
We got to the hospital and all the boys were there already. So was Paege.
"That's where I was." Zayn said as I was being wheeled down the hallway. "I was calling the boys." I smiled slightly to let him know I understood what he was talking about.
"You have to stay here." I heard a doctor say.
"But--" He protested.
"No, we have to go into surgery for her leg. It's a very very severe break, I'm not going to lie." He said. I saw Zayn's look of panic.
"It'll be ok." I said to him weakly.
He just looked at me and I passed out.