he just hung up... What happened? What did I do why am I here. I'm so confused I don't even know why I'm here and Harry won't talk to me.
I figure Louis is with Harry. I hope Bear is okay... Louis couldn't possibly be mad at me enough to hurt him.
Liam is sleeping.
So I call Zayn. (Zayn bold)
Hey, why am I in a hospital? Can you please talk to me?
Uh, you really don't remember?
No, I called Harry and he just said he couldn't talk to me. I'm so confused! Did I do something wrong, Zayn?
It's a long story, love. I'm on my way there now. Okay?
Okay. I guess I'll see you soon....
Yup. I'll be there in 5 minutes. Bye Shawna.
I hung up the phone. I gained practically nothing from that except a story in person, rather than on the phone.
----- 30 minutes later------
"So I was stabbed. I was brought here. Niall and I kissed. Harry is mad" I say to Zayn and Liam who is now awake.
"Yes, do remember any of it?" Liam asks
"Nope. Not a thing. The last thing I can recall is telling Harry I was going to the bathroom... Then I woke up here...." I say unsure
"Well you were all drugged up. You woke up for about a Half an hour. Harry was out getting food. You were here with Niall. Harry walked in on you two kissing." Zayn said
"Then you passed out again!" Liam said mock-excitedly and laughed
"Shut up, Li Li." I fire back. Liam was hands down my best friend in the group. He was always someone I could talk to.
"So why is Harry mad. He knows I was all drugged and shit." I say annoyed.
"Well....." Zayn says
"Honey, it just gives you bad judgement.... The drugs don't changeniql your feelings." Liam says.
"Are you trying to suggest I like Niall?"
"He's not suggesting it, love. It's a fact." Zayn says
"I'm calling Niall!" I say "this is getting out of hand. I love Harry!"
I hear my phone ring and immediately want to answer it. It was Shawna! I can't seem desperate though...
"Hello?" I say causally
"Niall?" She says "Why would you kiss me? Are you that desperate? I'm... Well I was... Dating Harry. But you ruined that you jerk!"
That stung... "Shawna I'm sorry..."
"Really?! You're sorry?! Maybe you could've said sorry for slapping me? Or locking me in a closet? Harry is nice to me! Unlike you, who abused me!" She yells
"Shawna... I.... I screwed up." I say quietly
"No duh! Niall you're so... Naive! You can't just do something like that and expect to be forgiven!" Shawna says half-heartedly
I had to say it.... I just couldn't "But...." I trail off
"But, what? This is getting old Niall!" She says
"I'm in love with you..." I say
"Well, you've done a real bang-up job of showing it!" She says.
Then I heard four beeps indicating she hung up.
Shit! I'm an awful person.
I wish she would forgive me but at the same time if I was in her position I would hate me too.
Actions speak louder than words....