"OH MY GOD. I am so sorry!!!" i heard as i slowly opened my eyes. Damn, my head was throbbing. I look up to see who was standing over me apologizing. Harry Styles.
"Where am i? what happened?!" I screamed.
"You are in our dressing room. I am so sorry..uh..i don't know your name. But i am so sorry you were at the back gate and i opened the door and it nailed you!" He said.
"Uh okayyyyy. I think i should go." I said slowly getting on my feet. As I stood up i felt dizzy and i fell down again. UGH.
"Oh no. I don't think you are in any condition to be getting up right now. You are going to have to at least wait until someone gets here to get a look at you. You got hit pretty hard and there is a rather large knot on your head sweetie." Harry said while chuckling.
"You don't have to call me sweetie and i dont need your help." I said trying to leave the room again. He stopped me at the door.
"Okay i know you are probably pissed at me for hitting you with a door but i am being serious when i tell you that you need to wait here until someone check you out. Im sorry but im not going to give you a choice."
"Well im sorry but i don't think that is your choice to make. I am FINE. I dont need any help. Especially coming from some stuck up pop star like YOU!' I screamed. I walked out the door and saw the rest of One direction sitting outside the room talking. They all looked up at me. FUCK.
"Hey there. We heard what happened. Are you okay? Do you need anything?" Liam said.
"No im fine. I want to leave now." I said.
"You don['t even want our autographs?" Chuckled Zayn.
"WHY WOULD I WANT YOUR FREAKING AUTOGRAPHS???" I yelled. That caught them off guard because they all had a look for shock on their faces.
"Sorry, we just assumed you were a fan from the concert earlier." Niall said. he looked kinda upset. Should I feel bad? No. I don't care. I don't like them and i need to remember that.
As i turned to head to the exit they stopped me.
"You can't go out there right now." they said
"Really? WHY NOT?" i said back, rather rudely.
"The paps are out there and we don't want you to have to deal with that right now, epecially after what happened to you. It could look bad on everyone, including you." Louis said.
"Yeah, like you guys care what happens to me. You don't want me going out there because you don't want me to tell them how one of you hit me with a door and knocked me out!" I said.
I heard a cough come from behind me, I turned around and saw Harry standing in the doorway to the dressing room looking down at his feet.
"Look, uh...whats your name?" he asked.
"MY name is Meg. and i need to get going now so i can find my sister and go home."
"okay well meg, i am sorry for hitting you witht he door. But you don't need to yell at my friends. this wasn't their fault. Why won't you just stay with us for a little until everything calms down out there?" he asked.
"I don't think you understand. I don't like you guys, I am not coming from your concert. My sister went and made me drive her. Speaking of which i would really like to go find her and get to my car now." I started for the door again only to be stopped by Harry. again.
"Meg, you don't look well and i am worried about you. I might not know you but i do care about others well being. including yours. Now please come with me so you can get checked out. We have a trainer on his way over here right now." He said motioning to behind him. I looked over his shoulder and saw someone walking over wearing medical clothes. GREAT.
"Fine, but as soon as i am done, i want to leave." I said.
Harry smiled at me and took my hand leading me into the dressing room.
This is not going to be my night, I thought in my head.

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