“Are you sure Harry’s going to be alright?” I asked the doctor one final time.
He chuckled, “Yes, yes. Harry’s going to be quite alright and on his feet again in no time. Just a bit of food poisioning is all.”
I sighed in relief as Niall stroked my back lightly. The doctor left and Niall and I were alone outside of Harry’s room.
“Quite worried about the lad, aren’t you?” Niall asked and pulled me into a warm hug.
“Well, yes. I mean did you see him? I was so worried. He’s never been that ill.”
“Oh, so you were worried about his wellbein’? Isn’t that what he’s tryna do with you and all the boys you go round with?”
I blushed at his correlation, “But it’s different, Niall. He was sick, not trying to have a relationship with someone.”
“Double standards, much?” Louis added, apparently he had been standing behind me long enough to hear the conversation.
“Shut it, Louis Tomlinson.”
He laughed and Zayn and Liam walked over to us, striking up a conversation until we were permitted into Harry’s room.
He smiled, weakly. “Hello boys…and Addie.”
We all replied a greeting and the nurse told Harry to eat soup for a while and drink plenty of fluids. We got to discharge Harry as well.
I whipped out my phone in the car back to the flat we shared to call our mummy Anne.
“Is he alright? I want to know! I've been up all night (see what I did there?) worrying!”
“Yes, just a tad bit of food poisoning s’all.” I muttered back a response.
She sighed a breath of relief and told me for me to put her ‘baby boy’ on the phone.
“Harry, mummy wants to speak with her ‘baby boy’!” I cooed and he rolled his eyes, taking my mobile. He reassured her he was alright and consequently ended the conversation.
“Aye Addie?"Louis called from the drivers seat.
“Yes?” I asked.
“Want to play a game when we get back?”
I looked at the boys faces, each of them devious and a tad mischievous.
“What….what kind of game?” I dared to ask.
“Truth or dare?” He questioned, wiggling his eyebrows in the mirror.
“I love that game. You’re on, Lou.”
Niall bit his lip and shook his head while Zayn and Liam chuckled at him. I gave him a curious look but he dismissed me. Something was bothering Niall and I wanted to know. I searched for my phone, going to text him until I realized Harry still had it.
“HAROLD STYLES. GIVE ME MY PHONE RIGHT THIS INSTANT.” I demanded and he happily threw it at me.
I scrambled to find it in the dark. Instantly I checked my twitter, knowing he had to get revenge on me.
Poor @Harry_Styles had food poisoning! Now I feel bad and should wait on him hand and foot for the rest of the day:)
I glared at Harry who pretended his best to fake his illness. No doubt he was still ill but not as bad as before.
We helped the sick boy up into the flat and laid him in our room so he could rest. Louis gave him some orange juice and we shut the door to go play a rousing game of truth or dare.
Louis decided we should play up in Zayn’s room ‘because it’s got the most room and Harry wouldn’t suspect us to be there.’
We all settled down on the carpeted floor. Niall’s arm wrapped around my waist and he pulled me close to him. Liam gagged at us and Zayn laughed.
“Alright because Addie has never played with us before I’ll give her the honour of getting to go first.” Louis stated in the most prestigious voice he could salvage.
“Oh, why thank you Sir Louis.”
He winked and asked “Truth or Dare?”
I didn’t know how bad the dares were so I went with the easy one, “Truth.”
He pshhed me, “Typical female response. Anyways, whose the first boy you snogged? You can’t be as innocent as you seem.”
I laughed, “Oh God…” I tried to think back. Oh! My first real boyfriend! “His name was George. Oh I nearly forgot about him.”
They laughed at his simple name, “GEORGIE!” Liam cried out, Zayn, Niall, and Louis had a laughing fit.
“Alright, alright! Enough laughing at me. Now I get to pick!” I chose Zayn, it should be interesting. “Zayn, truth or dare?”
He questioned it for a moment, “Dare.”
I smirked and Niall nudged me and whispered, “Make him dance whilst you record it so you can put it on YouTube!”
“Dance for my iPhone so I can record it and put it on YouTube, Zayn!”
He sighed but caved in, reluctantly. Oh what glorious footage I got of him.
Zayn chose Liam. Liam chose Louis. Louis chose Zayn. Zayn chose Liam. They kept leaving Niall and I out. “Aren’t you going to pick Niall?” I asked, confused as to why they left him out.
“Niall told us he didn’t want to play.” Liam said whilst ruffling my hair.
I gave Niall a confused look, “I just…I don’t want to play. Actually, I’m getting a bit tired and might head off to bed now.” He said, getting up and heading for the door.
Louis looked at Niall then at me, “Something bothering you, mate?” Louis asked, politely.
Niall shook his head and went off to bed.
The boys looked at me and we sat in silence for an awkward minute.
“Did anyone else think Niall was acting strange?” Liam asked; we all raised our hands.
“Who thinks Addie should go talk to him?” Louis, Liam, and Zayn raised their hands.
I sighed, hopping up from my spot and over to Niall’s door. I questioned knocking and knocked anyways.
“I’m fine, lads.” Niall said, barely audible.
I opened the door and Niall was lying on his bed with his phone close to his face, reading something.
I sat down next to him and he pulled me nearly on top of him.
“What’s wrong, Niall?” I asked whilst brushing some of his blonde hair out of his beautiful blue eyes.
He gave me a sad smile, “My grandmum is ill. My mum called earlier and I didn’t want to say anything but it seems as though I’m going to have to go home for a while and I just…” He choked back a sob.
Boys crying makes me very emotional, “Niall, come here!” I gave him a long hug and let him talk to me for a good while about her and leaving for a while.
My shirt was tear-stained, but I didn’t mind one bit. “I’m going to go tell the boys you’re leaving, Niall. Start packing up and we’ll give you a lift to the airport.”
He complied and tossed a tote out of his closet and started throwing articles of clothing in. The boys were still gathered in Zayn’s room. They were listening to music now but looked up when I walked in.
Zayn stood up, “How’s Niall?” He asked, patting my soaked shoulder. He wiped his hands on his pants.
“His grandmum is ill and it doesn’t look well.”
Louis sighed, “Oh my, well he should go home for a bit.” Liam and Zayn agreed.
“He’s packing right now.” I said as Niall walked in the door, his eyes were swollen a bit from crying. The boys didn’t say anything. Zayn got on his laptop and ordered Niall a boarding pass home.
Louis and Liam helped carry Niall’s things down to the first level of our flat. Harry had woken up by then and was questioning what everyone was doing.
“Where’s Niall going?” Harry asked whilst the boys shuffled around the first floor, gathering everything Niall would need.
I grabbed Harry’s wrist and led him up stairs into our room. “Niall’s grandmum is ill and it doesn’t look promising.”
He ran his hair through his disheveled curls, “Oh gosh… When’s he leaving?”
“Louis and I are driving him to the airport in an hour.”
Harry nodded and we went back downstairs to talk with everyone before we left.
The hour passed and Louis drove, of course. Mainly because I don’t have a license and Niall wasn’t in the best shape.
Niall tapped his phone nervously as we pulled into the parking lot. I grabbed his hand and wove my fingers through his. He gave it a tight squeeze and smiled sadly at me.
“Niall, if you need anything, mate, just call us?” Louis said as we helped Niall inside.
He nodded, “Thanks Louis. It means a lot, you boys helping me.”
Louis nodded and walked towards the exit, waiting for me.
Niall wrapped his arms around my waist and placed his lips on mine. It was rather heat of the moment, but I guess that’s kind of the way we do things. I slid my arms around his neck. His lips were warm and reassuring.
I pulled away, “Niall, you really have to go.”
He smiled, truly this time, “I guess I wanted to say goodbye and that I hope that you’ll miss me because I’ll miss you, Addie.”
“Niall, of course I’ll miss you.” I blushed, “Whenever you feel like talking, why don’t you skype with me? To keep your mind off things?”
He nodded, “I’ll try on my phone sometime tonight, alright?”
“Alright, goodbye.” I said, releasing him.
He kissed my forehead, “Don’t let Zayn do anything stupid with you…he’s a real flirt, you know?”
I laughed, “I would never dream of it, Niall.”
He squeezed my hand before letting it fall to my side. He threw a glance over his shoulder as he walked to his proper terminal.
I sighed and walked to Louis who was wearing a hat and sunglasses by the door.
He shrugged his arm around me whilst we walked out of the building. “Miss him already?” Louis gushed.
“Not necessarily yet. Don’t you miss Hannah?” I asked whilst buckling my belt in the car.
He took off back to our flat, “Yes, I miss Hannah all the time. In fact, I should’ve called her 2 hours ago but I was kind of distracted.”
We listened to the radio for the rest of the time and sang along to all the popular hits.
“Addie, you have such a lovely singing voice!” Louis sighed, I thought he was being sarcastic.
“Oh yes, much better than yours!” I laughed and he didn’t. “You’re serious?”
He nodded, “Harry isn’t the only talented Styles in the family, I reckon.”
“No, Mum can’t sing and we had no idea where his voice came from.”
We pulled into the parking lot and he escorted me up to our flat.
Louis went straight for the computer and went on YouTube. Zayn, Liam, and Harry were sprawled across the couch watching the television. Louis turned on one of my favourite songs, Lights, by Ellie Goulding.
“Come have a listen to Addie singing!” Louis said. Zayn, Liam, and Harry looked at him then at me.
“Oh…I don’t think so, Lou. Singing is really your thing, not mine.”
He rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair. Harry spoke up, “Well, Baby sis. Let’s hear you!”
Zayn and Liam also encouraged me to do so. I don’t know how they performed in front of so many people, I could barely do it in front of them.
I finished the song leaving each boy with their mouths agape. Harry started the applause and it lasted a good minute. My cheeks flushed and I looked at the ground, abashed.
“I think someone needs a spot on our album.” Harry said, wiggling his eyebrows.
My eyebrows raised, “Hardy har har. That was embarrassing enough for me. I’ll let you have singing; good looks will be my thing.” I directed the comment to Harry.
“Some of us are born lucky. I have both.” He said whilst flipping his hair dramatically.
Zayn snickered and Harry hit him. Liam came over to me. “Wow….Addie, you’re great. I really think you should sing with us. A song at least. The studio expects 5 of us tomorrow and with Niall gone that leaves only four. We rented it out for 5 people…so maybe we could do a bit of rehearsing, let our producer and manager hear you and then record something. We could let Niall listen to it! If he likes it, which of course he will, then we could make this an actual song on the album!”
“Whoa there Liam! Slow down…”
Louis, Zayn, and Harry were waiting for my answer.