The Party of my Life *COMPLETED*
Chapter 13
Narrator P.O.V
Hannah was gripping the rail as she screamed for help, her hands were sweating and she knew she couldn't hold on any longer. "Please. Help me!" she screamed as the tears dripped down, that could be me in the next second.. Dropping down onto the cold hard ground and just splat... Done. She thought. "HELP!!" her voice was cracking, her throat was sore, if she screamed once more her voice wouldn't be heard by anyone anymore. "Help.." her voice was now a whisper, not able to scream anymore. Suddenly, she heard familiar voices. "Hannah?! Hannah?! Please answer me." April screamed. "April!" she screamed her last breath as her hands slipped. goodbye everybody.. Then, somebody's hands caught her before it was too late.
She just broke down as she climbed over the railings and held tight onto her savior. "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.." she cried into his chest. "I've got you, my princess." he whispered. "Niall?" she looked up at him as she saw tears treakling down his bright blue eyes and his soft lips said, "Yes, Its me. Your superman. I've got you now..." He kissed her lips and pulled away and their foreheads were against each other, savoring the moment. "Once again." she continued. They hugged each other like it was their last then, Niall carried her past the crowd as she shut her eyes, not wanting to see anyone yet. "Don't worry, love. I wont let anyone hurt you, EVER." Niall said, making Hannah cuddle into his chest as the Irish man felt tears from her and he too, started to cry.
"Move please. Excuse me. Please move ya shower of cunts!" he yelled. "Dont cuss, babe." Hannah looked up to him seeing his red eyes from hurt and his cries. "Im sorry.. I'm sorry everyone." he said as he started to get weak. "Niall, let me stand up.. Please.. You're tired, you cant carry me upstairs.." Hannah begged while Niall reluctantly put her down, "But, I am not a gentleman if I don't. Hannah, why are you blur--ryyyyy.." "NIALL!" she screamed as his body fell down into her arms and she kneeled down stroking his face tearing up. "LIAM! LOUIS! HARRY! ZAYN! GUYS?! HELP ME!!!" she screamed at the crowd in the living room before 4 British lads emerged from the crowd seeing what has happened, "Hannah?" Harry said as he saw Niall, realizing that it wasn't Hannah who was in trouble, but one of his brothers. "NIALL!" he yelled. "C'mon, mate.. C'mon.. Get up!" Harry said as his tired voice became angry. "Harry, Niall isn't dead.." Zayn reassured the curly headed boy. "I know! But, he told me that when he faints, he usually wakes up later then the average person due to his condition.." Harry stood up and looked at the boys as Hannah was lost. "I think we need to bring him to his room before we have this conversation in private.." Liam said to Hannah and the rest of the boys. They all nodded. Liam picked Niall up, he was having a hard time but, he gave all his strength to his close best friend who needed him.
"The party's over everybody! I'm sorry but we need to take care of the situation that has happened tonight. I'm sorry! Please do not contact any reporter or tell anyone of the events tonight. We beg of you all." Zayn said, standing on the dining table. Everybody promised and all went out giving their respects and regards to the 3 boys who were guiding everyone out except Hannah and her friends.
"God.. I cant believe what happened tonight.." Louis said tiredly. "Yeah.." April said as she sat down beside Hannah, who hasn't spoken nor looked up ever since Niall and Liam went upstairs. "Hannah.. Are you alright, love?" Harry said as everyone's attention darted on the silent girl, now surrounding her. She started to sniffle and break down, still playing with her hands.. Not sure of what to say. Everyone started to comfort her as Liam came down the stairs. "Whats wrong?" he said looking at the small group, worried. Pauline walked over to him as they went into the kitchen and there she explained the conundrum. When they both went out the door, Hannah looked at Liam with her dark brown eyes which were now surrounded by red streaks. "Niall.. Please tell me about his .. Condition.." she said with long breaths, trying not to cry anymore.
After 30 minutes, the boys had explained to everyone that Niall never had a good immune system, always getting sick during his childhood days and when he entered X-Factor and became famous.. It finally got better, not getting sick every month anymore and this was because Liam prevented him to do the root of his problem, purging. Niall never liked his body, always thinking he was fat and not good enough which made him purge. But, being in One Direction helped him.. Especially because the lads kept an eye on him and swerved his attention away from him thinking about his insecurities.
While the boys talked about this, Hannah coukdnt help but cry once again, only harder until there were no more tears to drop. "When do you think he'll wake up?" Justine asked. "Not quite sure, but we need to call his doctor." Zayn said while rubbing her shoulders as she felt his hand with her cheek. "Okay, is he on his way?" Paige questioned. "Yup, he'll be here in a few.." Harry explained as he emerged from the hallway, closing his phone, walking towards Paige to wrap his arm around her.
After a few minutes, the doctor came and Liam brought him up to Niall's room as the rest waited in the living room. "The wait is killing me.. And Im starving.." Louis spoke up, "That sounds like Niall.." Hannah sadly states, looking down. "I'll fix up some food for you guys." she stands up and goes into the kitchen.
Hannah P.O.V
As I entered the kitchen, I broke down for a few seconds and gathered my strength as I worked on some grub. I came out after minutes, holding a plate full of fried chicken fingers and dip. I set them down on the coffee table and went on the little green couch and watched them eat. "Arent you going to eat?" April said as she sat on the arm rest beside me, "No.. Not in the mood for food right now." "THE Hannah Hart, not in the mood for food?! Impossible!" she nudged me jokingly as I smiled a little. "There's that smile!" Louis said as he bit into the fried piece, "THIS IS AMAZING!" He exclaimed right after. This made me laugh, "Knew it would make you laugh!" he points at me and I just smile at him. "You now Hannah, that chair your sitting in.." I softly stared at Zayn as he continued his sentence "Is our little Nialler's chair. Its his favorite since it's green and has his four leaf clover stitched on it." "Where?" I curiously asked. "Its on the right arm rest, it's very tiny though.." Harry said. My right hand started to trace for the symbol as my eyes immediately found it, there it was. As tiny as the real leaf it's self, nearly hidden away from everyone's eyes to see. My thumb just rubbed over it again and again and again as I thought that Niall had done it many times before. Some how feeling his touch one more time like he was actually there.
Hannah was gripping the rail as she screamed for help, her hands were sweating and she knew she couldn't hold on any longer. "Please. Help me!" she screamed as the tears dripped down, that could be me in the next second.. Dropping down onto the cold hard ground and just splat... Done. She thought. "HELP!!" her voice was cracking, her throat was sore, if she screamed once more her voice wouldn't be heard by anyone anymore. "Help.." her voice was now a whisper, not able to scream anymore. Suddenly, she heard familiar voices. "Hannah?! Hannah?! Please answer me." April screamed. "April!" she screamed her last breath as her hands slipped. goodbye everybody.. Then, somebody's hands caught her before it was too late.
She just broke down as she climbed over the railings and held tight onto her savior. "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.." she cried into his chest. "I've got you, my princess." he whispered. "Niall?" she looked up at him as she saw tears treakling down his bright blue eyes and his soft lips said, "Yes, Its me. Your superman. I've got you now..." He kissed her lips and pulled away and their foreheads were against each other, savoring the moment. "Once again." she continued. They hugged each other like it was their last then, Niall carried her past the crowd as she shut her eyes, not wanting to see anyone yet. "Don't worry, love. I wont let anyone hurt you, EVER." Niall said, making Hannah cuddle into his chest as the Irish man felt tears from her and he too, started to cry.
"Move please. Excuse me. Please move ya shower of cunts!" he yelled. "Dont cuss, babe." Hannah looked up to him seeing his red eyes from hurt and his cries. "Im sorry.. I'm sorry everyone." he said as he started to get weak. "Niall, let me stand up.. Please.. You're tired, you cant carry me upstairs.." Hannah begged while Niall reluctantly put her down, "But, I am not a gentleman if I don't. Hannah, why are you blur--ryyyyy.." "NIALL!" she screamed as his body fell down into her arms and she kneeled down stroking his face tearing up. "LIAM! LOUIS! HARRY! ZAYN! GUYS?! HELP ME!!!" she screamed at the crowd in the living room before 4 British lads emerged from the crowd seeing what has happened, "Hannah?" Harry said as he saw Niall, realizing that it wasn't Hannah who was in trouble, but one of his brothers. "NIALL!" he yelled. "C'mon, mate.. C'mon.. Get up!" Harry said as his tired voice became angry. "Harry, Niall isn't dead.." Zayn reassured the curly headed boy. "I know! But, he told me that when he faints, he usually wakes up later then the average person due to his condition.." Harry stood up and looked at the boys as Hannah was lost. "I think we need to bring him to his room before we have this conversation in private.." Liam said to Hannah and the rest of the boys. They all nodded. Liam picked Niall up, he was having a hard time but, he gave all his strength to his close best friend who needed him.
"The party's over everybody! I'm sorry but we need to take care of the situation that has happened tonight. I'm sorry! Please do not contact any reporter or tell anyone of the events tonight. We beg of you all." Zayn said, standing on the dining table. Everybody promised and all went out giving their respects and regards to the 3 boys who were guiding everyone out except Hannah and her friends.
"God.. I cant believe what happened tonight.." Louis said tiredly. "Yeah.." April said as she sat down beside Hannah, who hasn't spoken nor looked up ever since Niall and Liam went upstairs. "Hannah.. Are you alright, love?" Harry said as everyone's attention darted on the silent girl, now surrounding her. She started to sniffle and break down, still playing with her hands.. Not sure of what to say. Everyone started to comfort her as Liam came down the stairs. "Whats wrong?" he said looking at the small group, worried. Pauline walked over to him as they went into the kitchen and there she explained the conundrum. When they both went out the door, Hannah looked at Liam with her dark brown eyes which were now surrounded by red streaks. "Niall.. Please tell me about his .. Condition.." she said with long breaths, trying not to cry anymore.
After 30 minutes, the boys had explained to everyone that Niall never had a good immune system, always getting sick during his childhood days and when he entered X-Factor and became famous.. It finally got better, not getting sick every month anymore and this was because Liam prevented him to do the root of his problem, purging. Niall never liked his body, always thinking he was fat and not good enough which made him purge. But, being in One Direction helped him.. Especially because the lads kept an eye on him and swerved his attention away from him thinking about his insecurities.
While the boys talked about this, Hannah coukdnt help but cry once again, only harder until there were no more tears to drop. "When do you think he'll wake up?" Justine asked. "Not quite sure, but we need to call his doctor." Zayn said while rubbing her shoulders as she felt his hand with her cheek. "Okay, is he on his way?" Paige questioned. "Yup, he'll be here in a few.." Harry explained as he emerged from the hallway, closing his phone, walking towards Paige to wrap his arm around her.
After a few minutes, the doctor came and Liam brought him up to Niall's room as the rest waited in the living room. "The wait is killing me.. And Im starving.." Louis spoke up, "That sounds like Niall.." Hannah sadly states, looking down. "I'll fix up some food for you guys." she stands up and goes into the kitchen.
Hannah P.O.V
As I entered the kitchen, I broke down for a few seconds and gathered my strength as I worked on some grub. I came out after minutes, holding a plate full of fried chicken fingers and dip. I set them down on the coffee table and went on the little green couch and watched them eat. "Arent you going to eat?" April said as she sat on the arm rest beside me, "No.. Not in the mood for food right now." "THE Hannah Hart, not in the mood for food?! Impossible!" she nudged me jokingly as I smiled a little. "There's that smile!" Louis said as he bit into the fried piece, "THIS IS AMAZING!" He exclaimed right after. This made me laugh, "Knew it would make you laugh!" he points at me and I just smile at him. "You now Hannah, that chair your sitting in.." I softly stared at Zayn as he continued his sentence "Is our little Nialler's chair. Its his favorite since it's green and has his four leaf clover stitched on it." "Where?" I curiously asked. "Its on the right arm rest, it's very tiny though.." Harry said. My right hand started to trace for the symbol as my eyes immediately found it, there it was. As tiny as the real leaf it's self, nearly hidden away from everyone's eyes to see. My thumb just rubbed over it again and again and again as I thought that Niall had done it many times before. Some how feeling his touch one more time like he was actually there.
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7/4/13