I was walking with the boys in the boys knowing that no one would find us here. I drifted away from the boys… somehow. I continued walking and saw a girl crying her heart out. I supposed she didn't know us considering she would have spotted us by now. I walk over to her and tap her shoulder. She looks up and sees me. She jumps up and starts peppering my face with kisses. I smirk I could get use to this… laugh out loud. I frown in my head but decide not to intrude in her happy moment. She gets interrupted when Harry comes and asks me something using my first name. She takes a step back hesitant then takes a few steps forward where our faces almost touch… and she SLAPS ME! I stand there shocked she like slapped the living day light out of me. She's strong. I like her. Harry looks at us shocked. He rushes over to her and… slaps HER! I am so angry but I just stand there.
"I'm so sorry. It's an instinct. Niall's like my brother. I protect him with my life." Harry says. AWW Harry, I'm blushing… laugh out loud.
"My boyfriend said the same thing." She whispers before she starts swaying badly.
"You okay?" Harry asks worried.
"said?" I ask curious. Harry turns to glare at me. We notice that she starts to look pale. She crumbles to the floor before Harry and I catch her. We rush her to the AE (Accident and Emergency) room. When we arrive the receptionist takes one glance and yells to the others, "WE HAVE THE PERRY CASE!" We share curious glances before a nurse is whisking my precious…. Perry… away. Perry? We get instructed to wait outside until the operation is done. 5,000 minutes go by and the doctor comes out with a sad and pitiful look on his face.
"What's the Perry case?" Harry asks.
"3 years ago she came into this hospital with another boy who looked worried beyond his wits. She's done this once. The first time it was because she was disowned from her family at least the boy said that. I don't know why she did this again. The boy was her boyfriend and she lost her capability of speech. He slept at the hospital and talked to her while she was sleeping. She came for a check-up every other 3 months. After 6 months she gained her speech back. She told me that it was because she trusted him and he helped her want to speak again. She said that she lost all hope and decided that not speaking would be better. They were really close. Speaking of that where is he?" The doctor says a glint of hope in his eye.
"I don't know. I found her on the bench crying. She said,"My boyfriend said the same thing. I think they broke up." I admit feeling bad to tell the doctor such a thing. We examined her a few minutes ago and the same thing happened. We gave her a pen and paper to write down the story, who does she trust the most?" He asks. I proudly announce, "ME!" The doctor opens the door and there lays the saddest thing every. My…Perry… with her eyes barely open with a sign that read, "What's the point in living?" I rush to her kissing the top of her head in a friendly way or so she thought.
"What's wrong?" The doctor asks. She writes… My boyfriend… died. ;( . The doctor rushes over to her and hugs her gently.
"Can you try to talk?" I ask curious. She writes… NO! I miss my boyfriend he was the only thing that kept me going. I don't even know who you are.
"My names Niall. I know you couldn't really see my face in the dark but I think I reminded you of your deceased boyfriend. Niall Horan. I'm in One Direction." I present myself. She writes… Niall Horan? What's One Direction?. Oh wow… She doesn't know who I am. That's good, right? I won't be able to harm her in any way because she doesn't know who I am.
"I am in a boy band… It's a world famous boy-band. But that doesn't matter I'm here to tell you that you will be living with us for now." I say. She looks at me shocked. Her heart rate goes up and she starts to panic. The doctor starts to come closer to her drip bag and sedates her. She falls asleep but not before she whispers,"I love you, Nathan." Did she say N-nathan? No… she couldn't have. No… no… I refuse to believe that.
"Her boyfriend Nathan Avrangange died and I have a few questions for you." The doctor says. He leads me to a faraway room. he hands me a special piece of paper in a folder that says confidential.
"This is a question sheet that has questions on it. Do Not Loose It. Okay?" The doctor asks treating me like a child.
"What is on the question sheet? Like what kind of questions?" I ask skeptical.
"How you intend on fixing her… what you would do for her. How you know her. What happened? And others. It says confidential because… I'm her… uncle." He says admitting it to me.
"I thought her family disowned her…" I whisper.
"They did, but I didn't. It was hard to live without her. She is an amazing young girl who has many ambitions in life that are kind and sweet. Her mother and father disowned her because she asked for more money than she really needed. And the parents response was no. So, she got angry and she rebelled for a few days and when she said," Can I go live with my boyfriend?" They really lost it. I mean, really lost it. Really sad really. They made her pack and leave. I didn't know at the time so I couldn't do anything, but when I did find out I got really angry and tried to find her. But she changed her phone-number, address before she lived in Canada, she changed her looks. It was horrible. I mean she was so… intelligent and then she lost it." He says shaking his head. So her uncle is her doctor, her real identity is a secret and her uncle is wanting me to fill out a form in order to ensure her safety. Hmmm…. sounds interesting.
"She should be awaking up in 1 hour and she probably won't be able to talk. So, please try your best. She will be coming here every other 3 months so that we can see her speech status. Take care of her." He says choking on his last words. For a doctor he's horribly un-proffesional. He just spilled out every life detail about her and I have to fill out a question form for her "safety." How Uncl-y. He's her uncle and she doesn't know. What a small world. Drama . We hear her stir in her sleep so we rush to her hospital room. She mutters in her sleep Nathan with passion and anger. Wow... this "story" is just full of death and despair.
"You should take her just in case she wakes up and starts to freak out again." He says picking her up and gently putting her in my arms.
"How old are you?" He asks.
"I'm 20, why?" I ask.
"You're an adult you are now her official guardian for now. She's 19 by the way." He adds. He shoos me away. I walk to my car and lay her gently in the back seat. She snuggles up to the seatbelt and continues to sleep. She is so cute!

Notes

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