”Eric!” I yelled. “Go away!”

“You look like you could need some help,” he just said with a cheesy smile.

“NURSE!” I screamed the loudest I could manage and since I’d always had kind of penetrating high pitched voice it didn’t take more than two seconds this time to get one come rushing in the door. But that wasn’t who I thought it was either, but Liam who looked at Eric with an angry expression.

“Will you please leave?” he exclaimed when she saw Eric staring at me with a smirk on his face. He quickly shooed him outside and closed the door behind him.

“No I don’t want you either,” I yelled.

“I’m sorry, but Niall had to take a call and Harry went with him,” he said and walked towards the toilet to help me.

“Oh no, I’m not letting you do this,” I persisted as I felt the blood rushing to my head.

“Relax, it’s nothing I haven’t seen before,” he said trying to calm me down knowing that this must be very uncomfortable for me.

“So I hear,” I replied not being able to hold in what had popped in my mind at that second.

In the middle of pulling my underwear back in place he cracked up and so did I. “Oh my God!” he said laughing. I was glad that my silly joke had made the situation a little less uncomfortable for the both of us.


“There you go,” he said before he drove me to the sink, where I made the mistake to look in the mirror.

“Oh sweet Jesus!” I exclaimed shrilly.

“What is it?” Liam asked with concern.

“I look… horrifying,” I said feeling incredibly disgusted as I looked at my reflection; sunken cheeks, pale skin, greasy and flat hair, huge bags under my eyes and dry lips that almost had the same color as my skin.

“I’ve gotten used to it,” Liam joked and if he’d been standing close enough I would have hit him, but instead I just had to settle with sticking my tongue out at him.



At the way back to my room I couldn’t help but feel a bit angry, as if I hadn’t been humiliated enough for one day. Why had Eric acted like that?

I didn’t smile at him as I saw him sitting in the room with the same cheesy smirk on his face.


“You want to help?” Liam asked him as it was time for me getting back in my bed again. The smirk finally disappeared from his face and he stood up.

“Uhm… yeah. How?” he asked a bit insecure.

“We lift,” Liam just said wrapping my arm around his neck and just as with Niall I noticed a slightly hostile tone in his voice whenever talking to Eric, who did the same thing as Liam.

“1, 2, 3!” Liam counted and they lift me up. I let out a squeal that was a bit louder than I would like it to, but it just hurt so fucking bad. They got me and my poor knee back in the bed as fast as they could so that I wouldn’t have to be in this position for too long, but yet it felt like some agonizing long seconds before I sat back down in my bed with my entire body in place where it didn’t hurt anymore.


“I’m exhausted,” I sighed as I felt my eyes become heavier and heavier.

“I… I think I should get going,” Eric suddenly said and I opened my eyes again.

“Okay,” I said. “It was nice to see you.”

“Yeah, you too,” he said as his usual flirtatious smile went back on his lips as he gave me a quick hug before leaving the room.



“He wasn’t very nice,” Liam said still looking at the door. “I mean, because he just stood staring at your humiliated situation out there.”

I nodded. “Yeah. Guess he just didn’t know how many of those that I’ve had through the past couple of days and then just reacted like it was funny. But why did Niall have to take that call?” I asked still feeling confused and a bit disappointed with him.

“Uhm…” Liam said looking like he tried to figure out how to formulate his next sentence. “His mum is sick. Nothing serious, actually I think it’s just a bad cold, but he just worries about her, since he can’t be with his family and so on.”


I suddenly felt guilty that I’d once again only been thinking about myself and not about the fact that there might be a reason for him taking a call while I needed his help.

“Poor boy,” I said.

“It’s quite funny actually…” Liam began with a smile and I looked at him curiously. “There are very few people that can make Niall be somebody else than his carefree self, only you and his family so far.”

“That can’t be a good thing?” I asked frowning.

“I think it is. I guess it’s because he feels safe enough around you to also show you his more complicated sides.” He sent me another of his comforting and reassuring smiles that always made me believe every word he said.



The door opened and Harry and Niall walked back in.

“Everything ok?” Liam asked them and they both nodded.

“Just a bad flue,” Harry said.


I took Niall’s hand the second he sat down at his usual spot right next to my bed. I wanted him to know that even though I was stuck in this bed it didn’t mean that I couldn’t be there for him. He smiled vague at me looking like he knew what I thought.

“So,” Harry then started, “how did you get back here, Maja?”

“Well, let’s just say that Harry might be the only person in the entire world who hasn’t seen my vagina today,” I answered with red cheeks similar to Liam’s and they all cracked up by my honest choice of words, even Niall, whose mood wasn’t as high as it used to be.



Only a few minutes later I found myself in a deep and sweet sleep, the fatigue after having been all the way out to the bathroom and back again.


I don’t what the time was when I woke up again but I knew that I felt better minute by minute, which made me incredibly happy. If it hadn’t been for all of my fantastic friends I would’ve gone completely insane of lying down and staring in to the ceiling for this long. I saw that Em had arrived, she’d told me that she and Liam would go home and sleep at his place since it was much closer to the hospital.


“You look good!” she said when she saw me.

“The magic of a sponge bath!” I smiled and she chuckled: “How charming,” as she sat down on Liam’s lap.



Niall had taken out the guitar during my sleep and started playing a bit.

“Hey guys, will you sing for me?” I asked innocently, which made Harry smile.

“You’re not going to make us do that for the rest of our lives, are you?” he asked.

“No, just as long as I can use my miserable situation as an excuse for getting some ear porn,” I replied back at him and he laughed.

“All right then,” Liam said. “Which song?”

“I don’t care,” I said.


Then Niall started playing a few chords of a song that I hadn’t heard before. I was a rather slow and quiet one and he began singing the first verse with his soft and tender voice, Liam joined in on the bridge with a lower voice and Harry sang the melody in the chorus with Niall on the lighter voice and Liam still on the lower. Their voices sounded incredible, it was easy to tell that they were used to sing and play together all the time at the sound of how it all melted together as one. All voices and all notes very sung in such an effortless way that made every muscle in my body, sore or not, relax and I closed my eyes to enjoy it.


“Was that one of the new ones?” Em asked when they’d finished and Harry nodded.

“The version on our new album is just a little less raw,” he said.

“That’s the way it always is,” I smiled.


“Hey Em?” Niall suddenly asked and she looked over at him waiting for him to continue. “Can’t you sing that song, what was it called, you know the one that you guys played at the concert?”

“We played a lot of songs at that concert,” she smiled.

“I know, but the one that you guys all wrote together years ago?” he then elaborated.

“For You,” Liam answered before Em or I got to say anything. “Love that song,” he added rubbing his girlfriend’s back.

“Oh, I’m not sure whether I want to sing right here and now…” she began, but Niall cut her off by asking me:

“Maja, what are the chords?”


I took one quick glance at Em who looked like she didn’t want me to tell him and that became the exact reason that I did – all she needed was a little push and then she would shine as soon as she began singing.


Niall tried to play it the way that Aida used to and as Em took Liam’s hand in hers she started on the first verse.


As always when she opened her mouth I felt completely mesmerized with the sound of her voice. It was kind of weird though – I could never reproduce her sound in my mind, it was like I kept forgetting exactly how it was and that’s why I always felt so surprised by her capturing singing whenever she would begin any song. I closed my eyes to enjoy every second of it as much as possible.

Behind my eyelids the thoughts and words started forming, travelling around placing themselves in to sentences. I knew that this was a moment of inspiration and I quickly grabbed my phone to write some of it down before I would forget them. I wrote down a few of the good ones without knowing whether I would use it one day or not.



“Man, you really have a beautiful voice, Em,” Harry gushed when she’d finished the song. She literally hid her tomato red face in her hands at his words.

“No I’m serious,” he then continued. “If you guys get a few more jobs and that way make yourself a name here in London, I think you could really make it.”

Now it was my turn to blush as well. “What?” I said frowning.

“I agree,” Liam backed Harry up.

I didn’t know whether I believed them or not, but I couldn’t deny that I was my big dream to experience what they’d just predicted.


By listening to music and writing down incoherent words and sentences on my phone the rest of the evening flew by in the blink of an eye. Em and Liam left really late when I was still trying to convince Harry and Niall about doing the same to get some sleep, before it would be their turn to record all day at the studio tomorrow.


“Come on boys, I’ll be just fine,” I said.

“What if you get sick during the night?” Harry asked.

“Well, first of all I haven’t been sick all day so I can’t imagine that I would suddenly be later, and second of all I’m perfectly capable of holding up the bag myself now.”

None of them looked convinced at all.


“Then what about tomorrow?” Niall asked. “You’re going to wake up all alone.”

“Actually, I wouldn’t mind being alone for a bit,” I said and both the boys looked at me frowning. “I mean, there have been people running in and out of this room for almost a week now and I would’ve become insane if there hadn’t, but we all need to rest for a bit, including me.”


That seemed to get to them and I could tell by the looks on their faces that they really were exhausted, especially Niall, who had spent almost every single night sleeping sitting up in a chair.

“But before you leave,” I began since I decided that they didn’t have a choice about going home or not, “I need to pee.” We all smiled as Harry did as always; wrapping my right arm around his neck, lifting me to the edge of the bed where Niall would grab my other arm and they together would lift me down in the wheelchair.

Having done it a couple of times during the day we’d become better and better at it, so that it was now almost just a routine which made it all a lot quicker and less painful for me. Niall still had to help the Diaper on and off me though, but even that wasn’t as awkward anymore.



“There you go,” he said when he’d pulled it back on my bum. He was just about to stand up straight again after having been bending down over me, but I instantly cupped his face in my hands and kissed him.


We hadn’t had many moments alone since I arrived here at the hospital and ever since I’d started to feel a bit better I had been longing for him the entire time. Finally feeling his lips moving against mine shot waves of passion through my body. I could feel that he’d been longing for me the same way as his hands felt like they wanted to grab on to me a lot more roughly than they were allowed to because of my still rather fragile body.

Our kisses almost felt like the ones that we’d exchanged last week when we made up on our trip to the park; so soft and emotional, but yet still firm and passionate.

I desperately tried to capture as much of our rare moment together cause God knew how long it would be before we got one of those again.


“Thank you,” I whispered as we pulled away from each other. “You’ve been so incredibly amazing this week.”

He just smiled and kissed me one more time before driving me back to my room where Harry sat waiting to go home.


“Sure you’re going to be okay all by yourself?” he asked when he’d helped Niall lifting me back in to the bed.

“I most certainly am,” I said confidently. “Now go home at get some rest, you guys!”

They both smiled and hugged, I got one last kiss from Niall before they went out the door.



I took a glance around the room. Wow. It looked all weird with no people talking, reading or playing music. So quiet and empty. But I liked it and truly enjoyed every second of the complete silence. It didn’t take me more than a few minutes to fall asleep. And I didn’t wake up until late the next day.

Notes

I'm sorry for not updating for three days, but here it is! I hope you like it, and I promise to make an effort to update a bit more often!! xx