Holding On

Rose, the word ponders around my crammed mind and all it ever picks out is the color red. Red, the color of love, anger, blood. My name is inexplainable. My life, was inexplainable, until I met him.


13. Guys will be Guys

"Ahem." Coughed a voice at the door. "Sorry to interrupt, but we would like to say that Rose is free to leave whenever she feels ready. For pain take Advil, and make sure to have lots of rest!" Stated the doctor. I nodded and smiled.

"Hear that? We can leave, so why don't we." Louis clapped his hands and got up.

"I got ya, beautiful!" Niall said walking into the room. Gently, he gathered me in his arms and picked me up bridal style. I chuckled and waved my hand.

"Niall! Wait! I'm still attached to the I.V!" While the nurse let my chains loose, I couldn't help but notice Louis' facial expression. His arms were crossed and he was glaring at Niall.

"Louis, are you okay?" I asked, grabbing my clothes to go change in the crammed bathroom.

"Fine. Go change I wanna leave." He snapped back at me. I nodded and did as told as fast as I could.


"Alright, I'm ready." I came out of the bathroom wearing yoga pants and a white t-shirt. Immediately, all eyes were on me.

"Woah." Harry commented. Sam glared at him, and then at me. 

"Why is everyone staring at me?" I questioned, pushing passed through everyone. It was annoying, and I just prayed that it would stop.

"You look hot." Niall shouted out. Suddenly, a lump formed in my throat. How could he be so rude?

"Just because I put on tight pants, doesn't mean you all have to stare at me! How fucking rude can you all be?" I grabbed my bags from Louis and walked out of the room. My name was yelled behind me, as I walked out of the hospital.

"Rose, wait!" Zayn yelled, his footsteps  rising as they gained on me. I ignored him and waited for Liam to unlock the car door.

"Give her some space, guys. This is all overwhelming and making ridiculous comments doesn't help." Sam smiled at me and placed her hand on my shoulder. I wondered how she knew the lads so well, and why I already felt a bond between us.

"Let's just go home." Louis mumbled, grinding his teeth as he slammed the car door shut.


"Rule number one, you must stay in bed unless you need to pee or puke!" Liam commanded, placing his hand on my chest and pushing me back down towards the mattress.

"Liam, please! I don't want to just sit here!" I exclaimed, attempting to get up again.

"No. Now, do you need anything?" He asked, cocking his head to the side.

"I want to leave this damn bed!" Liam just chuckled and got up and left. As he walked out of the room, I couldn't help but notice two shadows in the hallway.

"I've missed you a lot..." Murmured a deep voice. It sounded like Harry's.

"Same...You're still sexy as ever." Stated a feminine voice, which I suspected was Sam's. My eyes widen and I sat up. Ignoring what Liam told me, I got up and peaked out the door.

When I did, I saw a girl pinned to a wall with Harry pushed up against her. I covered my mouth, draining out all of the "Oh my gods" and squealing.

"You know, I missed those lips too..." Harry commented as he smirked. Faint chuckles escaped from his lips as he quickly smashed his lips into Sam's. I stood there in shock, wondering who this girl was, and why Harry is making out with her.

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