"Lacy! Lacy!" Voices at first sounded far away, and they echoed, but soon they sounded closer and clearer.

My eyes slowly opened, but my vision was blurry. All I could make out was a face in front of mine, "SHE'S AWAKE!" The voice sounded like Harry's? Why would Harry be here?

My head was pounding, my eyes hurt and I couldn't move. I felt myself being moved, I looked at my surroundings and saw that I was no longer in the concert hall. I was outside heading into an ambulance.

"W-What happened?" My voice was shaky and sounded strained as I spoke.

Harry's face appeared, "A fan threw something at you and it hit you in the head, then you blacked out. You probably have a bad concussion, I'm sorry." Those were words I never thought I'd here from Harry, I'm sorry.

"Where is everyone else?" I asked once I being lifted into the ambulance.

Harry, for some odd reason, sat on the bench next to me and he leaned forward. "They're apologizing to the fans, I volunteered to stay with you."

"I thought you hated me." I mumbled and looked at the ceiling since I barley had enough energy to keep my neck up.

"I don't- it's just, complicated okay? I don't know how to say it, but there's something off about you. Liam and I were trying to figure it out, and maybe you would've told us." Harry put his head down as if he was ashamed, but he should be.

I gulped, "What's so off about me that made you two torture me?"

"Honestly, I can answer that." He sighed, "I'm sorry, I get I was just paranoid."

"It's okay I guess, forgive and forget." I gave Harry an awkward smile, but winced because it hurt.

"Just rest until we get to the hospital." Harry said right before I drifted off.

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"So she'll be okay? Can she sing for the rest of the tour?"

"Yes, she'll be fine. She just needs to take it easy tonight and make sure that she doesn't do too much physical activity. I must get going, I'll check in later." I heard the door shut, and then I heard the shuffling of feet.

"Damnit the fans are great, but sometimes they need to take it easy." The voice of Louis spoke.

"The poor gal probably won't want to go on stage again." Niall spoke.

I heard Harry sigh before speaking, "Maybe we can figure something out. Either way, I feel bad for her, she already got enough crap from Liam and I."

"Yeah she did! What were you two thinking anyways?" Louis snapped.

"Look mate, we weren't thinking. Those games are over now, don't worry." Lia defended.

I didn't know if this was a good time to let them know I was awake, but I just moved a little and then opened my eyes. All of the boy's eyes were on me, and they smiled when they saw I was awake.

"Nice to know you didn't die." Niall joked.

I managed to give a half-smile, "Yeah sorry you're stuck with me."

"Oh, someone named Nick wants to see you. He claims
that you two are close." Liam said.

My heart began to beat fast, "Yeah can you bring him in? And I sorta want to talk to him alone."

"Sure thing."

They all walked out and left me alone in the hospital room. I pursed my lips and stared at my feet, how did Nick get here so fast? Does he know how risky it is for him to be here?

"Shayla!" He shouted and ran into my room.

He was going in for a hug but I slapped him, "Nick! It's Lacy remember?"

"Oh, my bad. Hi Lacy!" He gave me a warm hug, "How're you feeling? I saw the video of what happened."

"There's a video!" I groaned, "I'm fine, just tired."

"I'm sorry that happened, you know you have more fans then haters right?" Nick always knew how to cheer me up.

I smiled, "Thanks Nick, I'll be okay."

"Okay, mom couldn't come with me so she's worried sick about you. I should get back and tell her you're okay. Love you sis." He gave me a quick hug and smiled while he left.

I laid back down in the bed and crossed my arms over my stomach. I heard footsteps walk in and I sat up, and saw Harry and Liam crossing their arms.

"Hey guys what's up?" I asked.

Harry raised an eyebrow, "Shayla? Brother? What the hell?"

"Shayla is my nickname, and yes Nick is my brother. He just doesn't want extra attention so I don't make it a big sea that he's my brother." Part of it was a lie, I'm hoping they'll believe it.

Liam scoffed, "You better not be lying." And they both stormed out.

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