You arent alright. Your pushing yourself.
You want the old him, and all your doing, is turning into him.
Your selfish, and cruel and you dont deserve him.
Stop what your doing and look back, look in a mirror, your winding down just
like him. I knew you would end up here with him.
I knew it. I asked you not to, bt you didnt listen.
Kristen wont eat, she wont sleep and Ive noticed her change. A couple nights ago she got so waisted at a bar and then smoked two whole flipping packs of cigarettes in a matter of one night.
Niall is still in the hospital, but he is getting better. He is getting stronger. He can talk and move around some.
But Kristen, doesnt look good. She is dwindling down now. I think I need to take her to the doctor. She looks like Niall did. But I know its just depression.
*At the hospital*
"Kristen," Niall called her over to him.
"Kristen, are you okay?" He looked a little worried and a little hurt.
"Im fine. Why?"
"You look sick. You have bags under your eyes, like really bad and your body, you look anerexic. Are you sure your okay?"
"Yeah Im fine.. Just been worried about you thats all, but hey if you keep getting better, you can go home in a couple days."
She showed a fake smile. She was sick, and I could see it. She turned around really quick and fell over. I tried to get up but It hurt too bad.
I called the nurse.
"She fell and shes out." Liam was the only other one in there. He tried to wake her up but she wouldnt. The nurse came rushing in and got her to wake up with one of those thingies that you break and make people breath. And it worked.
She woke up cluching her head.
"Ow," She said rubbing her head.
"Whats wrong with you." I was a little disqusted.
"I- Ive been scared Niall."
"Obviously. I know you doubted that I would make it Kristen, But I am making it. I can see that your arent sleeping and you arent eating. You need to get healthy. I see that your upset but like you said, ill be out in a couple days. You need to stop being depressed because I love you. And I dont just love you. I am in love with you and I dont want to see you near death like you have seen me. I dont want to see you hurt. You look like I did when I fist got sick. When I smoked and drank."
Then it dawned on me. Her mouth openned a bit.
"Kristen. Have you, been drinking and smoking?!" I somewhat yelled.
She looked at the ground.
"What was I supposed to do Niall! You were dead. literally! You wouldnt move for days. At one point I thought you were dead, but your heart spiked when I touched your hand. You werent well. You wouldnt wake up and say anything. Or even open your eyes. One day I woke up and drowned myself in beer. Then I bought a pack of cigarettes and then another, and another. It just went from there. But I stopped because you got better! And Yes, I havent slept or ate. Because I cant. Because you sleep enough for the both of us and I dont want to be alseep or eating when or if your heart stopped. Im sorry that I cared so much about you! But I love you and I cant loose you Niall!"
She was crying. And I realised. She wasnt as perfect as I thought.
"Youve changed. I thought you were so perfect. But now I see your flaws. You care too much about me. I value that Kristen. Not being self centered. Im sorry." I felt bad. She didnt mean to do any of this.
"I love you too." She walked out and I drifted.