Teenage Dirtbag

He's got a gun. I'm being threatened. I can't do anything about it. 'Cause i'm just a teenage dirt bag.

Liam Payne Falls in Love. But being Liam Payne means his luck ran out years ago. He's in love with a girl who has a boyfriend. Not only is he her boyfriend, but they used to be best friends. And now he has a gun and threatens anyone who doesn't do what he says.

{One Direction and 5SOS Fanfic}


14. White?

Liam's P.O.V

White. White sheets. White curtains. White cupboards. White machines. Wait, machines? Where am I? I look around and see Zayn, Louis, Niall and...Noelle? Why is she here? No, more importantly, why am I here? The only thing I can remember is going to ask Noelle to prom, opening the door to the theater... and that's all.

Louis, Niall and Zayn walk up to me.

'Hey buddy, you're awake!' Niall says patting me gently on the shoulder.

'Hey guys!' Well, that's what I tried to say. All that came out was 'ggghhh'.

'Don't.' Zayn says. He looks away from me. 'Don't try to talk.'I see his eyes open and close. Was he blinking away tears?

'Do you remember a week ago?' Louis asks. A week?! I thought it was last night. I shake my head but a searing pain forms between my left shoulder and neck. 'Oh, Sorry mate.' He apologizes. just then a lady comes in.

'Hey mate! I'm going to need you're friends to leave now that you're awake. I'm sorry, hospital rules. I'm at a hospital? It all comes flashing back.

Harry, Noelle, the gun, me pushing him, the trigger, the darkness.

'Ok!' The nurse says. 'So here's an update. You got shot in the slot between your shoulder and chest plate, the bullet was...well a poison bullet. It released poison to your neck, blocking the blood. Luckily, you were already in the ambulance by then. You're neck and throat is attached to a respiratory machine, so a machine to help you breath, so don't try to talk, it will make your throat burn. Also, your shoulder will need surgery.' She takes a deep breath. Geez that woman can talk.

'Also, your prom was postponed until Christmas eve, you missed you're graduation, it's Thursday the 7th, December. Oh, and your parents are flying down from Auckland tomorrow to see you. They couldn't make the first week. They were on holiday and there were delays and so on.' She takes another deep breath. How am I going to stand her?

'If anyone asks you a question blink once for yes, twice for no. If you need a nurse there's a button by your right hand that you're fingers are brushing over. Do you understand me?' I blink once. 'Good. You're next check up with a nurse is in an hour, unless you press the button.' She looks down at her clip board that she was writing notes on. 'Goodbye...Liam.' And with that she walks away, leaving me to think about...well a lot.

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