It must be true love ?... ~Sequel To "Reality Ruined OUR Life."~

Sequel to "Reality Ruined Our Life." Hillary has it hard in her life, and don't know what to do... She thinks that Niall doesn't love her anymore.. She thinks that she has no chance.. But still... Niall loves her.. But what if she still gets closer and closer to Harry?.. What if Justin says he loves her?... Who will she chose ?... How can she chose?... While she's still truly in love with Niall ?... Read this, and you know how it ends... (Y/N= Hiii! So this is a sequel. If you're a new reader.. I think it's best that you read "Reality Ruined Our Life." too, because that's easier for knowing what's going on, and which persons that are in this book :) )


17. Strong.

Chapter 20 already !! ;)

Oh, yeah. By the way, i've no hate on Selena, okay ?!... Just so ya know ;) All the hate on famous people isn't true in real :) xx

Xx Love Y'all xX


Niall's P.O.V.

I fastly lifted Hillary up when she fell on the ground. Now i was really mad at Selena. How the hell does she think she is?! I heard Justin screaming to Selena, and the boys directly followed me to the car.

'Liam! Call Paul!' Harry screamed at him, and sat next to me. I stayed saying Hillary her name to get her awake, but she was really knocked out. I sighed, and looked worried to her face. Bleady. All i can say. I let out a deep-deep sigh, and looked up to Harry. He watched Hillary her face too, and i saw so good that he had pain in his eyes too. Who wouldn't ? Hillary was like a sister for the boys, and they were all worried. Well, i understand about Harry too.

I looked behind me, and still saw Justin with Selena. She cried, and Justin looked mad. Than i couldn't see them anymore because we were out of the street again. I turned to Hillary again, and went with my fingers through her hair. She laid so.... Painful on my lap. This hurts. It's just hard to see her lying here painfully, and no words. I let a little tear escape from my eyes, and directly wiped it away. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and looked to the right to see Harry with a tear too.

'She'll be alright mate, we promise.'

Liam said while he drove as fast as he could to the hospital. I knew it'd be alright. She's just knocked out. Right?!... I tried to put on my best smile, but really failed at it.

'You know you can cry, lad. It's good to cry. If you want..' Harry whispered, trying to not get attention from the others.

'I'm gonna call Perrie.' Zayn said from behind me. Louis looked with a confused look to Zayn, and turned around again.

'Perrie loves Hillary too, Lou. That's why i'm gonna do it.' he said, and pulled out his phone.

'Talking about Lou. How is it with her?' Harry asked. Probably trying to change the subject. Well, it didn't work with me! I tried looking to Hillary.


When we finally reached the hospital, Liam let us go out of the car at the entrance, and drove to the parking lot. I carried Hillary inside, while the others were running behind me, and ran to the "receptionist".

'Hellow, can i help you?', she asked nicely, and went with her eyes all over us and when she looked to Hillary, her smile went away a bit.

'Yes! Well our friend is knocked out...', Louis directly said, and gasped. Like i did...

'I'll send you to a doctor. You can explain everything to him when he's looking what is wrong with her.', she said and grabbed her phone. We looked around and saw many nurses and patients. I looked worried to everyone, and got noticed by some kids or even teenagers. What we understand. What would you do when you saw "One Direction" in a hospital, and "the" Niall Horan carrying "the" Hillary Star?! I'd look confused too!!...

'He's coming to here. You can follow him than, and see what happens. Good luck, boys.'

She said, and smiled sweetly. We nodded, and gave her a weakly smile back and said a "thank you". After 1 minute, Liam & the doctor came. Liam hurried to us, and we hurried behind the doctor.

'Lay her down on the table please. Tell me boys, what happened?!'

The doctor said, while i laid Hillary down. Liam slowly explained everything that happened to the doctor, and held some pause because he had it bad to tell too.. The doctor looked to Hillary and searched some things. I don't know how you all have to tell it, because i don't care what he's doing. I care what will or is happening with Hillary. She already knocked out for a long time, and i can't handle this anymore... I sighed loudly, and sat down in a chair. I grabbed my phone while he buzzed, and saw a name that sometimes made me smile.

Now that i think about it... Paps and some fans would probably seen us..... This would be all over the world. And it's hard to say, but Selena will not be happy, and some fans will not too i think....

From; Justin B. x

"Hey, man.... I'm f*cking sorry about Selena.... I don't know what's happening with her anymore.... She's acting so weird.... I f*cked everything up... I'm really-really-really sorry!! I hope you all can forgive me. I'll make it better when i see y all again or maybe sooner. But i will still make it better! Text me how it is with Hillary ? If i can, i'll come tomorrow to visite her when it's good for you?... I just need to fix everything up in my mind. I'm never ever gonna see Selena anymore. Well, i said it, and tried to promise my self that, but i hope i'll keep that promise. But i'll never ever forget what she did. I'm so sorry for y all and especially for you, man. Hope you can forgive me... Text me a s a p xx"

I smiled weakly, and replied. It sounds weird maybe, but i'm still a huge fan of him. And it always makes me smile when he texts me, or when i see/talk him again. I pressed on the reply button, and typed a text back.

To; Justin B. x

"Hey, mate. Come on, it's not your fault ! Please don't think that! Ok?! You don't have to be sorry. Ok ?!?!?!.... You can always come, no matter what. And we're not mad at you or something. Okay?! I ofcourse can forgive you, and the other lads too. They didn't even say something bad about you. I promise. You can come tomorrow or so :) You don't have to make it better. Being with us tomorrow is good enough. When Hillary is better, she'll be super happy too. I know that. Idk what's going on w Hillary.... The doctor is watching her, and seeing what's wrong. I'll text you when i know more. K? To tomorrow than? Don't need to say sorry xxx"

I sent it, and put my phone away. Seeing the boys watching Hillary and the doctor worriedly. I sighed, stood up, and stood next to Zayn to see what's going on here. The doctor took a step back, and still watched Hillary. Shit..... This couldn't be good news. Hu?... Hu?!?!?!

I bit my nails, and looked to the doctor that turned to us.

'I'll clean her up a bit, and see what we do with her. But (!)...'

He began, and my heart beat, faster and faster. I closed my eyes harldy, and bit my lip now.

'I've good news. She's doing good, nothing is really bad with her. But i think we still need to look to her nose. It's not clearly if it's broken or not.'

I smiled brightly, and let out a sigh. The boys looked to me, and smiled brightly too. I watched the doctor and saw a smile too.


Hillary is a strong girl.

I knew it.


And she's my strong girl.

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