Things happen for a reason

Nicki sanders is just a depressed 17 year old girl. That is, until she meets one direction. Is it possible to be in love with more than one guy? But with her past, will she ever trust anyone with her heart? I guess too find out you'd have to read :)

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31. Chapter 28•

Harry's P.O.V.
I woke up with Nikki in my arms. I remember forgiving her last night. I don't think I could've kept insulting her anyways, she means to much to me. I don't even know why I did that to her. To make her jealous? To make her feel sad? But I regret doing it. I took in her every feature. Her eyelids hiding her very green eyes. Her brown messy hair. Her almost naked body. Wait, what?
I looked under the covers to make sure I wasn't just seeing things. Yup, she only had on underwear and a bra. I smiled even more. Suddenly she jumped out of the bed and ran ini the bathroom. I quickly followed behind to make sure she was okay. Her head was in the loo, while one of her hands was holding her hair up. I reluctantly held her hair for her and awkwardly rubbed her bare back. I've never done this before, it completely grossed me out. After a few minutes she stood up from the ground and went to the sink. She was washing her mouth. When she was done, she turned around to look at me.
"Sorry." She said.
"For what?" I asked.
"Having you see that. And thank you." She tried to smile.
"Are you okay now?" I asked again.
"Not really. This hangover is killing me." She responded. I grabbed her hand and brung her to the kitchen. Me in only my boxers and her in only her undergarments would make people wonder what we did. Oh well. I grabbed a water bottle and some Advil and had her swallow it. Hopefully the pill will work fast. She started to walk to the living room, so I followed. I saw a girl laying down on one of the couches.
"Who's that?" I asked Nikki.
Nikki's P.O.V.
"Who's that?" Harry asked me.
"My friend. She went to the club with me." I told him.
"Oh okay." He said.
"Can you get her a water and Advil please? I'm gonna wake her up." I asked him hopeful. He left the living room to get the stuff. I bent over and started shaking Kyla lightly.
"Kyla." I whispered. Her eyes slowly opened, adjusting to the very bright, unfamiliar room.
"Where are we?" She asked, suddenly wide awake and worried.
"Don't panic, we are at my house. Or One Direction's house, whatever you want to call it." I assured her.
"Oh okay.. Wait! ONE DIRECTION?" She screamed. We both winced from the loudness.
" Remember, Hangover." I said.
"Yup. Sorry." She apologized.
Harry then walked in with a bottle of water and Advil, he handed them both to her. I looked at her starstrucked face and laughed. She was frozen, I couldn't even tell if she was breathing. 
"Harry this is Kyla. Kyla this is Harry." I introduced them. Harry gave his cheekiest smile and stuck his hand out.
"Omg.." Kyla mumbled under her breath. She finally noticed his hand and started blushing from embarrassment. She took his hand and shook it.
"It's a pleasure to meet you." He smiled.
"The pleasure is all mine." She flirted. Harry's was still smiling at her too. I suddenly got this uneasy feeling. I think I was jealous. But jealous of what? I have feelings for Liam. Not Harry. Although he is sexy. And funny, adorable, cheeky, sweet, romantic, caring.. 
'Nikki, shut up!' I mentally slapped myself. I stood straight up when I heard footsteps. We all looked to the stairs an saw Zayn enter.
"Nikki!" He yelled when he saw me. He ran down the stairs in an instant and brought me into a hug. A very tight hug.
"Zayn.. I can barley breath." I huffed.
"Sorry. I just feel like I haven't seen you in forever. He let go of me and looked down, noticing my body. His cheeks turned red, seeing we were skin to skin contact. He was probably feeling as awkward as me. He only had sweatpants on.
"What's up with not wearing shirts with you guys?" I asked laughing.
"You're not wearing a shirt either!" Louis sassed. I turned around and saw him smirking at me. I ran to him and jumped in his arms.
"LOU!" I yelled in his ear.
"NIKKI!" He yelled in mine.
I pulled away and covered my ears.
"I have a hangover! Shut up!" Kyla an me said at the same time.
"Who are you?" Louis asked Kyla puzzled. 
"Im Nikki's friend, Kyla." She smiled.
The guys introduced themselves while she smiled shyly. We all settled down on the couches.
"Where's Niall?" Kyla asked curiously.
"Is he your favorite?" I laughed.
"Wht? No. It's just that he's not here!" She blushed. "Why?" She added.
"Because Liam isn't here either, but you seem to concentrated on Niall to notice." Louis smirked. Just then Niall walked in.
"Speak of my favorite Irish." I smiled, looking at him. But when he got closer, I saw he looked panicked. I instantly stood up.
"What happened? Niall are you okay?" I asked, impatient for an answer.
"It's Liam.." He started. The pain in his voice was enough to make me run to Liam's room without letting him finish the sentence. When I walked in, Liam was on the floor balled up. He was rocking back and forth and crying. I slowly went to him.
"Liam?" I asked nervously.
He looked up at me and started crying more. My heart shattered into a million pieces then. Seeing the look on his face.
I couldn't handle it. Tears started going down my face too, but only a few. I sat down in front of him, trying to make him look up.
"Liam, look at me." I told him. He shook his head though.
"Liam." I tested. Still nothing.
"Liam James Payne! Look at me right now!" I demanded, raising my voice. He lifted his head, looking at me, meeting my eyes. I grabbed his head, scooting closer and pulled him to me. He was crying on my shoulder. Very hard crying, I was so scared. Not knowing what was wrong. I held his head, playing with his hair. I had no idea how to comfort  people. This was awkward for me. I pulled him away from me. My right hand still behind his head an my left caressing his cheek.
"Liam, babe. What's wrong? It's hurts me seeing you like this." I said.
"My- my. Gran- grandmother. She- she's.. Sick. She-she's. Close, close to-to. Death." He sobbed In between breaths. 
"I'm so sorry, Liam. Where is she now?" I asked, truly sorry. 
"Hospital." He cried.
"It's early. We could go visit her, okay?" I asked. I was holding him against me again. He nodded.
"Okay. Lets get you cleaned and fresh." I chuckled. He nodded again. I stood up and helped him get up too. My hands were on his cheeks. He was looking straight at me.
"Stop crying.Take a shower okay? Then I'll bring you there." I said.
"Wil-will. Will you stay there wi-with me?" He asked. He looked so vulnerable.
"Of course." I told him. He smiled a bit and I did too. I pecked his lips and left his room, closing the door. I went downstairs, everyone there had their eyes tracking me right away.
"What happened?" Zayn asked.
"Is he okay?" Niall asked.
"Why was he crying? Did he stop?" Louis asked.
"Where is he? Is he okay now?" Harry asked.
Kyla just sat there, starring.
"His grandmother, I'm guessing he's close to her. She's very sick, probably won't make it. But we are gonna go visit her at the hospital now." I explained. They nodded.
"I'm gonna go get ready." I added. I went upstairs and took a shower. I brushed my teeth, did all that stuff. When I got out, I dried myself and put in undergarments. I then put on a shorts sleeved cotton cream dress. It stopped around my thighs. I put on a red belt on my waist and a knit tan cardigan. I wanted to look innocent. I slipped on black Toms, and left my curly hair down. I added very natural makeup. And now I was ready. I went to Liam's door and opened it. He was in his bed starring at the ceiling, already ready.
"C'mon. We could go now." I said. He nodded and stood up. He grabbed my hand which kinda shocked me and intertwined our fingers. He brung me outside, not looking at the boys. He probably didn't want questions. We got ini the car and he told me the directions to the hospital while I was driving. When we got there, I parked in the parking lot a few streets away.we walked into the hospital.
"I have the room number. It's in section E, 4th floor." He said.
We got in the elevator. Once we arrived to the 4th floor, Liam brought me to room number 497. He opened the door, no one was there except for a lady on a bed. She looked at us an her face lite up.
"Grandma." Liam smiled and walked to her, letting me go. He hugged her and when they detached, she saw me.
"Who's this Liam?" She smiled.
"This is my girlfriend, Nikki. Nikki, this is my grandmother." He said. 
"It's nice to meet you." I smile sweetly, walking towards her. I gave her a small hug.
"You too." She said to me. "I've never meet one of your girlfriends before, she must be special." She said now looking at Liam. I blushed.
"She defiantly is." He replied. 
We sat down on either side of her bed. We were talking when Liam's stomach started to grumble.
"Are you hungry?" His grandmother asked him.
"I'm fine." He lied. It's easy to tell when he lies.
"Liam, you haven't eaten all day. You could go to the cafeteria downstairs. I'll stay here with her?" I asked.
"But I don't want to leave." He pouted.
"Do you want me to go get you some food?" I giggled. He smile hugely.
"Yes, please." 
"No! I need some female time. Liam, go honey. I'm not gonna die yet." She chuckled. 
"Okay." He sighed. "Do you guys want anything?" He asked us.
"A bagel please?" I asked. He nodded and left the room.
"I've never seen him like that." She smiled at me.
"Like what?" I asked confused.
"So amazed, astonished when he looks at you. Like you're the best thing he's ever seen." She smiled still.
"Really? I don't see it." I laughed.
"You know, I like you over those other girls he's had." She said to me.
"I thought you've never met any of them before?" I asked.
"No, I haven't. But I've seen them on the Telly. He's never looked at any of them like he does with you." 
"I'm nothing special. I just, get him." I blushed.
"Of course you are! You make my Liam happy. That's special. He talks about you all the time. He can never shut up! But I guess I see why, you're a very nice girl." She smiled. But then she started to cry.
"What wrong? Are you okay?" I panicked.
"I just want the best for my boy. He's like my son. Can you promise me you'll stay with him? He needs someone like you in his life. Someone he loves. You're good for him." She smiled.
"I promise." I said.
"Do you love him?" She asked so sudden. I was shocked by the question but I didn't need time to think about the answer.
"More than anything. He's the best thing in my life right now. He was there for me when my father died. He's still here for me now even though I'm broken. I would give my life up for him." I said with tears.
I felt someone grab my hand, I looked down to see his grandmother smiling and crying. "Thank you." She whispered.
"You would?" The voice came from behind me. I turned around to see Liam.
"You heard?" I asked embarrassed.
"I would do the same for you. I'd die for you. I love you, Nikki." He said. I smiled very big.
"I love you too." I replied. He came up to me and kissed me. The most passionate kiss yet. When I broke the kiss, I just smiled like an idiot at him.
Soon, a nurse came in to tell us we had to leave. I left but Liam stayed asking about his grandmothers condition. I walked out of the hospital to see paparazzi's. oh, how great.
"Where's Liam?" One asked.
"Inside." I answered.
"What happened to him?" Another asked.
"Nothing, he's fine. He should be here any minute." I replied.
On cue, Liam walked up to me and grabbed my hand. People were still yelling questions at us but we ignored it all and went to the car. It was only 3 in the afternoon. Wow, We spent a few hours with his grandmother. 
"It's early. Want to do something?" I asked him.
"I just wanna sleep." He said.
"It'll be alright, Liam." I told him after minutes of silence. I knew that's what was bothering him. I didn't want to say 'she'll be alright' because I wasn't sure if she would be. I was going to ask about her condition, but I didn't want to upset him more. Once we got to the house he made his way to his room. I wandered around the house for a while until I felt hungry again. I stopped in the kitchen, grabbed a bowl and a bunch of olives and left. I'm in love with olives. No one was in the living room or kitchen so I figured they were in their room. After I finished the olives I thought of what to do. Considering, I'm bored and everyone's sleeping. I decided to do something by myself for once. I changed into something I could actually move around in. I put on high wasted jean shorts and a galaxy print mussel tank. I kept my black toms on though. Once I got outside, I almost had a heat stroke. The temperature must have risen alot, because it wasn't this hot a few hours ago. I put my hair up into a high pony tail, took my glasses out of my purse and out them on and started walking around. I passed a few places, people not really noticing me. I saw a frozen yogurt place around the corner and  decided to get some. So there I sat in a frozen yogurt place, eating my wedding cake flavored yogurt with skittles on top, minding my own business when about 12 girls run in the store. They keep running towards me and when they stop, the people in the back are pushing to get in the front. They looked like tourist. 
"OMG! You're Nikki Sanders! Holy crap!" One girl screamed.
"Yes I am. What's your name?" I giggled.
"Allison, my friends call me ally." She overly excitedly said.
"You're so pretty!" Another told me.
"Thank you! You too!" I said to her.
"Where's Liam?" A girl asked. She was so small. She was probably 4.
"He's at home sleeping. I didn't want to wake him. What's your name, sweetie? You're so adorable." I smiled.
"Rosie." She answered.
"Nice to meet you. I have to Go though. It was lovely to meet you all!" I said. I signed a few stuff and took a few pictures, then left.
I walked very slow, taking my alone time. Thinking about my life. My past. The present. It was terrible at first, but now I love where I am. I mean, it would be amazing if my parents and brother were still with me. My thoughts were interrupted by my phone ringing.
"Yup?" I asked into the phone.
"Hey Nikki. Just checking your okay." Harry spoke.
"I am. I was just bored so I took a walk." I said.
"Are you almost here?" He asked.
"Like 3 minutes away. Why?" I responded.
"Uh. Liam's grandmother passed." He  told me.
"Oh my god. Really? Is Liam okay?" I asked. Stopping in my tracks but then running to the house. 
"We haven't exactly told him yet." Harry said. By now I was at the house an I opened the door. I hung the phone up.
"Harry?" I called out. He came running to me.
"What do you mean you haven't told him yet?" I whispered.
"I don't know how to! I wanted to wait for you, so you could 'break the news'." 
"What!? I can't tell him! I can't see him cry." I quietly yelled.
"Me either! At least you could comfort him!" He quietly yelled back.
"And you can't?" I asked.
"Not as good as you." He smirked.
"Jesus, Harry. What do you think I do when I comfort. Have sex?" I asked sarcastically.
"I don't know, but If you do.. I'm kinda sad myself." He smiled. I playfully snaked the back of his head.
"How do I tell him?" I asked.
"Rip it off like a bandaid. Then start making out. And lay him on the bed, take your clothes off. Then start sexually dancing.." He smirked. I smacked him again.
"Maybe I will. But it won't be with you." I smirked and ran to Liam's room. I knocked in the door and he opened it. Without a shirt.. Uh.
"I have to tell you something." I paced back and forth, trying to stay calm.
"What is it?" He asked. I went up to him while he was sitting on the edge of the bed and held his hands.
"I'm so sorry." I told him. "She passed away." 
"No.. No, we were just there. She couldn't have. We- we were just there." He shook his head.
"I know.. And I'm sorry. I get what your going threw." I said.
He suddenly, broke down. He was crying into his hands. Laying on his side. I just stood there like an idiot. I did know what it felt like to lose someone. During that time I wAnted someone to him me even though I wouldn't admit it.
"Liam come here." I said.
"No." He replied.
"Let me try to help." 
"You can't help! There's no way to help! Not unless you can bring her back, which you can't!" He yelled at me, standing up. I ignored his out burst and put my arms around him. Slowly, he put his arms around me too and cried. We stood there for so long. My legs were tired, but too fucking bad. Thankfully, he pulled us to the bed. I watched him close his eyes and I made sure he fell asleep before I could relax. But it was too early for me. It was around 6. He only fell asleep because crying makes you tired. I stayed in the bed though. On twitter or Instagram. Hearing some music. Until I eventually grew tired and went to sleep.

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