"I tell you that my life is no longer in danger, Ni', I'm fine now," I say trying to reassure him.

"No, you're not well. You have been a dizzy spell recently. You have to rest at all costs," he insists.

"I had a big headache all day from where my dizzy spell suffered a few hours ago. But I'm better now," I said, going back to working on my desk.

"I just want to take care of you Kay, you really look exhausted from working so hard. I know how important it's for you to pass your exams this year, but you're so good that I'm sure you'll get them, you can rest a little to please me at least."

He puts his hand on mine, stopping me from writing.

"Please, if not, I'll take you to the hospital, and they'll have to keep you in observation for a few days, you'll have to have a rest, and because of this, they'll do a lot of tests to discover you that you have a magnificent brain tumor or I do not know where.

- Ohhhh," shouting, "I stop you right now, I have no tumor or anything, I'm in great shape, I have a health at the top. And then you really have to stop looking at Gray's Anatomy," I laughed as I took my hand off my best friend.

"It's all your fault," Niall whispered.

"What? But you're laughing here, I hope?" I say offend by this answer.

"It was you who made me discover this wonderful series, isn't it?

- Yes, but that's not a reason to try to find a tumor for you to see this famous Arizona that does not even exist in the Seattle Grace Hospital or the Gray Sloan Memorial Hospital especially when this one doesn't exist," I replied, raising my tone little by little.

I stop looking at him to work again. I need so much to have my graduation diploma that I have to work more.  

"You're despairing Katheryn," Niall whispered as he left my room, slamming the door.

I closed my eyes reflexively due to the slamming of the door caused by my best friend visibly upset. I dropped my pencil and rushed out of my room to join Niall as soon as possible. I felt bad for this story so when I arrived at the front door, he strode towards his house.

"Niall! Wait for me!" I shouted.

In spite of my cry, he didn't even stop walking, he continued on his way. I began to run towards him since he had decided to speed up the pace. When I came to him, I touched his shoulder so he could turn around.

"Please, listen to me for two seconds.

- What?" He said arrogantly, turning to me.

"I apologize for my behavior earlier, you know, I really need to have my graduation if I want to do what I like to do. You know it more than anyone that I'm not totally happy here. I need to travel and do what I love, that is write songs, I like to compose Niall and if I do not have it, I will not be able to live my passion. Do you understand that, Niall?"

I unwrap and what I had on the heart at that time by not thinking about the consequences that will engender or not. He remains motionless in front of my words; he doesn't react, leaving me to hang in the middle of the street.

"Niall?" I whispered.

"I'm sorry Katy, but I'm just trying to take care of you, but you send me back. I hate it, and you know it. And I know what your plans are for the future because I support you 100% because I am your best friend and it is what the best friend does to his best friend, support and be at his side.

- Just support me more than you do now, I need you more than ever. 

- But what do you think Katy? And I know what your plans are for the future, because I support you one hundred percent, because I'm your best friend, and that's what the best friend does to his best friend, support and be its ratings. I cure you of your attacks of anxiety. I try to spare you from the work overload that you impose for a nothing. I help you and protect you in your most difficult moments. I do not know what else to say to you, because you disappointed me."

He then gives me a last look and leaves his hands in his pockets, his eyes eager. I feel sad to see him in this state and that's why I let go "Niall". He does not answer me, does not turn around, I think he has not understood so I recross his name full lung. This time he turns around.

"You need to think so I leave you. And as a quote makes good, the night brings advice," my best friend says sadly.

"But I need you, Niall," I whispered, tearing myself to the floor as he hurried away, leaving me in a state of depression.