He Loves Me Not

Paige has been torn over and over. Taken away from her family, lied to, and abused by her crazy boyfriend she is miserable. Will she be able to escape? Will she be reunited with her family? Will she be able to have a relationship after all she has been through? Will anything ever be the same?


13. Voices

Paige's POV

So many voices... 
I wanted to see who was talking, but I couldn't find the strength to open my eyes.  
"Squeeze my hand." A voice I picked out as Liam's whispered to me. 
I clenched my jaw and squeezed with all my might. 
I needed to get up. I knew I would be able to. 




"Paige, I don't know if you will be able to hear me of not, but it's Niall." I heard someone say in a strong Irish accent. 
Why was he here? Did he know Liam? 
"Niall?" I attempted to speak, but like all my other tries: no sound. 
He held my hand and gently thumbed the back of it. I realized that he was alone. 
"Um, I realize that you're probably in a lot of pain. And you're probably confused... Well here's what has happened since you have been out:
Liam has stayed here everyday, sometimes until three am, others all night. 
Today was the first day I was allowed to come see you. 
You have bruises everywhere. 
You burned most of your left side. 
You have a concussion. 
You're in a light coma, but the doctors think you are able to hear us and all right now. 
Um, what else..." Niall struggled to remember what I missed. 
A coma? What the hell...
"I'm really sorry that you got hurt. I wished that we could've gotten you out earlier... You're so brave. And to be honest I think you're beautiful. Nate was an idiot to have hurt you the way he did." Niall whispered, squeezing my hand. 
I felt my lips twitch and squeezed his hand. 
"You can hear me?" Niall gasped. 
I squeezed his hand again. 
"We miss you. We love you." 
I twitched my lip again and moved my thumb against his finger. 
"I only just met you, but I can feel that we will be close one day." He sighed. 
"Same here." I tried to speak... Still, nothing. 
"I have to give Liam a turn." Niall whispered. 
I protested, squeezing his hand.  
"I gotta go, love. He's your brother. He's worried sick about you." Niall told me. 
"Ha! He overreacts!" I mumbled. 
"What?" Niall gasped. 

Suddenly I had the strength to move. 
My eyelids slowly flew up revealing the blonde boy I met on the golf course awhile ago. 
"N-Niall?" I asked, unsure if I was actually awake or just dreaming. 
"Liam!" He screamed, not taking his eyes off me. 


"Paige? Paige, holy fucking shit!" Liam yelled, running into the room. 
"Li!" I giggled, hearing him curse always made me laugh. 
"Paige, how much do you remember?" Liam asked, tears flooding his cheeks. 
"All of it. I was in a coma, I didn't get amnesia." I rolled my eyes. 
"Paige, we can't take you home yet, but when we do, do you want to come back with us?" Liam asked. 
But the XFactor? 
I just smiled and nodded because I was so tired, too tired to properly question him. 
"I'm tired." I complained quietly. 
Both Liam and Niall chuckled. 
"The doctor is going to come talk with you." Niall told me sweetly. 
"Oh... Ok." I frowned. 
I hated doctors almost as much as I hated police. 
"Do you want me to stay with you?" Liam asked. 
"What are they going to talk to me about?" I asked. 
"What the damage is... What happened." Liam said quietly. 
"If I told you, could you tell them for me?" I asked. 
"Of course, love." He nodded. 
"Ok. Can I tell you when I get out of here?" I begged. 
"I'll check with the doctor." Liam nodded. 
"Thank you." I whispered right before I fell asleep again. 

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