Another new cover...ugh I make better ones every time ;D

SHORT FILLER CHAPTER

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I thought someone had shot me and killed me.

But what I saw was better.

Just like a miracle, Liam, Niall and Zayn barged in with guns, and the police behind them.

"Nobody, fucking, move." Niall stammered. I could tell he wasn't used to this. Zayn set his guard down and ran over to untie Harry and I.

"I'm so happy you're okay..." he panted, "How long..."

"At least 2 weeks." I said close to tears, "How long did it take you to get here?"

"Three days." Zayn whispered, "But it was all worth it."

We heard police sirens coming around the corner, but I guess Konrad didn't care. He lunged for the button and slammed his hand against it before the police could grab him.

That was the last thing I saw before my vision blurred white.

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I woke up in a white gown, floating above the clouds.

"Whoa...where am I?" I mumbled.

"In heaven."

I was face to face with my sister, Kayla.

"Kayla..." I said smiling, "Finally...we can be together. With mom, and dad and--"

"No, you can't, look."

Kayla showed me a vision of my band-mates sitting on a couch in an apartment. Jordan had his hair dyed orange, and it instantly reminded me of Ed Sheeran. But, they were all watching the news. They all looked devastated.

"You can't leave them..."

She showed me another vision of Niall, Liam and Zayn. They were sitting outside of the demolished building. All three of them had blankets over them but Niall was the one that looked traumatized. His face was scarred and blood was trickling down his head. The explosion had affected him greatly, but something else was upsetting him. I looked over at what he was looking at, and soon understood.

He was staring at my bloody limp body on a stretcher.

"Or them..."

Kayla showed me one last vision that made my stomach churn.

Harry being air lifted to the hospital.

"But you definitely can't leave him..." she mumbled.

"Harry broke my heart, so why would I need to go back to him?" I asked.

"Oh no, your fate is to have a wonderful family with Niall." she said.

"Which means..."

"Yes, shockingly the babies survived the explosion." Kayla answered me, "But Harry...he needs you because that's the only way he'll live."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"He...all he wanted was to forgive you. He just named his undying wish. If he gets it, he won't die."

"Okay, but I don't want to go back Kayla! Why can't I stay with you?!"

"Because...you'd be leaving behind who really matters."

I woke up to darkness, which slowly faded into the back of a helicopter. I sat up and shook my head around a bit. I made sure all my limbs were attached, and looked around.

"Where...?" I mumbled.

"We're getting airlifted to London."

I turned around and saw Niall in the seat next to mine.

"Where are Liam and Zayn?" I asked.

"In another helicopter."

"Did anyone..." I mumbled, "die?"

"Konrad did." he said, "We saved you in time before the house completely exploded."

"Maggie?"

"She and all the others involved in the plan were arrested." Niall said, "But they're all headed to the hospital."

"Why?"

"Well the guys at least. Remember we have to figure out who the dad is?" Niall asked. I frowned remembering.

"I hate my life..." I muttered.

"Hey, I know this has probably been hard on you..."

"Ya think?" I spat. Niall backed up a little and continued talking.

"I just want you to know, I'm here."

It was silent from there. I suddenly felt bad about yelling at Niall. All he wanted to do was make me feel better. I mean look at me; I look like I've been living in a barn forever, and I felt violated. I had gotten raped, beaten, and kidnapped.

The tears began to steam down my face as all this news sank in.

"Mary? Please don't cry..." Niall said looking over at me, "Horan Hug?'

I looked at Niall who had his arms wide open. I shrunk over to him and buried myself in his side.

My crying was probably loud and annoying but I could tell Niall was doing his best to ignore it.

"Sh, it'll be okay," Niall whispered encouraging things in my ear and I felt more upset about leaving him every second.

I knew Harry...was a nice guy.

But I had a feeling I was wasting time with Harry.

I should have stuck with what I knew best.