Fight For Love
You Want Us To Be Together?
2 months later…
Niall’s POV
“You’ll never love yourself half as much as I love you…” I trailed off, tucking Jaimie in. Aria’s been in a coma for 2 months so I’ve been being the dad that I should’ve been for 2 ½ years. It wasn’t as hard as I thought, but I still wished that Aria was around. I walked into my room and fell on my bed. Closing my eyes, I fell into the same dream. Aria was standing across a cliff and I couldn’t reach her. “Aria!” She looked up, “Niall… help me.” And that was it. But how, how do I help her, I don’t know what she needs. “Niall, get up! We think she’s waking up!” Liam poked at me. I jumped off the bed. “Stay with Jaimie, she’s been sick.” I shouted out the door. “Niall, pants, would help.” He shouted back. I ran BACK inside and threw some jeans and Surpas on. I bolted to the hospital, feeling the pain shooting from my knee, before limping into Aria’s room. She was still pale and bruised. “ Come on… come on. Open your eyes Ar…” “I hate that nickname.” My eyes flipped up. “Aria.” Her brown, pleading eyes met mine. “Hey there.” My eyes scanned her, something was bothering her. “What’s wrong Princess. I want to help you, just tell me how.” She rolled over. “Look at my shoulder.” Simple command, I scanned where Taylor’s bullet hit her. It was a maze of black veins and the actual wound was purple. “Oh my gosh! What is that?” Liam walked in, exclaiming. “It’s poison, duh.” Aria stated, like we should just know. “Liam, you’re supposed to be watching Jaimie.” I retorted. “She’s with El and Perrie.” “Oh, ok. So, poison, we need a cure… Where do we even…” “Shut up Niall.” “Yes ma’am.” Aria pulled herself up, “Ok, you need to get me out of here, and I’ll take it from there.” I thought about it. “No, you’re not doing all this on your own, not again.” “I won’t be, you’ll be helping me, but Taylor is still after all of you, and I need to worry about you more than myself.” I leaned in to kiss her. “I wouldn’t try that… not unless you want to end up like her.” “Taylor if you don’t get your fat behind…” “Aria, shut up.” “I will not, you don’t control me.” “Yeah, I do. Like I’ve been saying, we’re forever babe. That’s why I did this, so no one who’s not immune can be with you.” We all looked at each other. “Fine, you want me to be with you?” She asked and he nodded. “Ok, then let’s go.” He picked her up and I watched as she left, dropping nothing but a sheet of paper.
Niall’s POV
“You’ll never love yourself half as much as I love you…” I trailed off, tucking Jaimie in. Aria’s been in a coma for 2 months so I’ve been being the dad that I should’ve been for 2 ½ years. It wasn’t as hard as I thought, but I still wished that Aria was around. I walked into my room and fell on my bed. Closing my eyes, I fell into the same dream. Aria was standing across a cliff and I couldn’t reach her. “Aria!” She looked up, “Niall… help me.” And that was it. But how, how do I help her, I don’t know what she needs. “Niall, get up! We think she’s waking up!” Liam poked at me. I jumped off the bed. “Stay with Jaimie, she’s been sick.” I shouted out the door. “Niall, pants, would help.” He shouted back. I ran BACK inside and threw some jeans and Surpas on. I bolted to the hospital, feeling the pain shooting from my knee, before limping into Aria’s room. She was still pale and bruised. “ Come on… come on. Open your eyes Ar…” “I hate that nickname.” My eyes flipped up. “Aria.” Her brown, pleading eyes met mine. “Hey there.” My eyes scanned her, something was bothering her. “What’s wrong Princess. I want to help you, just tell me how.” She rolled over. “Look at my shoulder.” Simple command, I scanned where Taylor’s bullet hit her. It was a maze of black veins and the actual wound was purple. “Oh my gosh! What is that?” Liam walked in, exclaiming. “It’s poison, duh.” Aria stated, like we should just know. “Liam, you’re supposed to be watching Jaimie.” I retorted. “She’s with El and Perrie.” “Oh, ok. So, poison, we need a cure… Where do we even…” “Shut up Niall.” “Yes ma’am.” Aria pulled herself up, “Ok, you need to get me out of here, and I’ll take it from there.” I thought about it. “No, you’re not doing all this on your own, not again.” “I won’t be, you’ll be helping me, but Taylor is still after all of you, and I need to worry about you more than myself.” I leaned in to kiss her. “I wouldn’t try that… not unless you want to end up like her.” “Taylor if you don’t get your fat behind…” “Aria, shut up.” “I will not, you don’t control me.” “Yeah, I do. Like I’ve been saying, we’re forever babe. That’s why I did this, so no one who’s not immune can be with you.” We all looked at each other. “Fine, you want me to be with you?” She asked and he nodded. “Ok, then let’s go.” He picked her up and I watched as she left, dropping nothing but a sheet of paper.
Haha, thanks. It took a while to figure out a sequel... but it happened. :)
5/24/13