Forever Young

Chapter Eight

NIALL’S POV

I couldn’t help but smile, while driving to the hospital. Fizzy said she wanted me to stay with her, and I didn’t want her all alone for who knows how long. When I got to the hospital, the nurses let me go to her room. I got there and she was already asleep.
“Hi,” I whispered quietly. “I’m sorry I stormed off on you. I’m here to stay now, like you wanted me too. Louis told me you said you’d like to have me here so you’re not all alone.”
I knew she couldn’t hear me, but I talked to her anyway. I think it was hours before I decided on going to sleep in one of the hospital chairs. I kissed my best friend on her forehead, and curled up in the chair next to her bed. Maybe, just maybe, something will happen that will make us more of a… well… “us.”

FIZZY’S POV

I woke up the next morning to a faint snoring coming from my right. It was Niall. When did he get here? I sat up and winced. That hurt a lot more than I expected it to. Stupid Steven.
“Niall,” I said quietly. “Niall, Nialler, Big-Me.”
“Huh?” he asked, sitting up and looking around.
His eyes met mine and he smiled.
“H-hi,” he said, as if he had just met me.
“What?” I asked.
“I never noticed how pretty your eyes are,” he said quietly, still looking at them.
I smiled but remembered what I said yesterday.
“Thanks,” I chuckled. “But don’t go getting all mushy on me, I’m tired and in pain.”
“Oh, yeah,” he said, sitting up some more. “Want me to get a nurse?”
“Please,” I said, “and some food, too.”
“Of course,” he chuckled, walking out the door.
After about ten minutes, he came back with a sandwich and a nurse.
“Ready to get outta here, Miss Mathers?” the nurse chuckled and I nodded.
“I’ve never been one for sitting still,” I chuckled. “Dr. Brown said he was going to put me in a wheelchair for a while.”
“I’ve been told,” she said. “I’ll go grab that for you and then we can let you go.”
“Thanks,” I said, smiling as she walked out of the room.
I looked back at Niall, who was eating.
“Niall!” I shouted, laughing. “That was supposed to be mine.”
“Sorry,” he chuckled. “You want it back?”
He moved his finger towards his mouth and I laughed, shaking my head.
“No! No!” I said and he laughed.
“Just eat the rest so I don’t feel bad,” he said, handing me his half eaten turkey sandwich.
“Since when do you feel bad for me?” I chuckled, finishing it.
“Well you’re kind of like, dying on me here,” he said and I laughed.
“I’m not dying you idiot,” I said and he smiled.
“Eh,” he said and I smiled.
The nurse than came back in with a wheelchair. She and Niall helped me into it and, once I could freely move it, I spun in a circle.
“I have a feeling this wheelchair is going to be the worst thing that ever happened to our little group,” Niall chuckled and I nodded.
“Probably,” I said and he smiled.
“We can keep her here longer,” the nurse chuckled.
“Nah,” Niall chuckled. “We miss having our little Weasel around the flat.”
“I bet,” she chuckled. “She’s one bright spirit. Lots of energy, she’s got.”
“I have to live with her,” Niall said quietly.
“Hey!” I exclaimed in offense and Niall smiled.
“I’m kidding,” he laughed. “You know I love you. Like a sister,” he quickly added.
“Alright,” the nurse said awkwardly and the three of us laughed. “Let’s get you guys out of here.”
I pushed myself down the hallway as fast as I could, and Niall chased me. I could hear the nurse laughing behind us. By the time we got out to his car, I was exhausted and starting to question how paralyzed people do this all the time.
“You two all set?” the nurse asked and we nodded.
“Yup,” Niall said as I climbed into the passenger’s seat.
“Alright,” the nurse said. “Felicity knows the number if you have any questions.”
“Alright,” Niall said and the nurse headed back to the hospital building.
“So,” he said, climbing into the driver’s seat. “We have an hour before we need to leave for the airport. Are you still coming?”
“Steven’s in prison, Mouse packed for me, if I don’t go I’m all alone,” I said. “Yup, I’m coming.”
“Good girl,” Niall said, starting the car, and I laughed.

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