No song today :(

Sorry for the oh-so-long wait!

And that it's short, I just needed to update this so yeah.

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ONE WEEK LATER

Once we had arrived in London Niall and I were dropped off at the hospital which Harry was being held in. He turned out to be okay, other than being in a coma, but he really wasn't okay. None if us were.

Maggie, Christa, Alex, everyone involved, they were arrested.

But our lives had been scarred.

I mean, I've been raped more than five times, kidnapped, I'm pregnant, and my parents are dead.

Niall didn't really go through much except for the explosion, but Harry...Harry got shot. A seventeen year old kid got shot...

The terrible things humanity brings us...

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I was putting on my sleeveless gi when my cell phone rang.

Niall.

We had decided to not get back together, but we were still friends.

And...I guess we still had feelings for each other.

"Hello?" I said.

"You still need a ride to worlds?" He asked.

"Yeah," I said, "you don't mind right?"

"No not at all," Niall said, "I'll be there in 5."

"Okay." I said pinning my hair up in a bun.

"You sure this will be safe?" He asked again.

"Niall it doesn't matter if I'm pregnant. I'm 17 it doesn't show that much." I protested.

"Okay okay! I'm just being careful. By the way you remember--"

"Yes I know I have a gig after. I know what I'm singing." I said.

"It's gonna be boring isn't it?" I could sense his smirk.

"Don't ruin it Horan." I said playfully before hanging up. I smiled to myself for the first time in awhile. I was offered to move in with Niall but I refused insisting with my new music job that I'd be able to pay off rent.

I picked up my gear back and ran down the steps. Before I walked out the door I looked around my empty house.

No parents to wish me luck at my next match.

No good luck dinner, and no congratulations celebration after.

Everything has changed, just not in my favour.

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People were running into the stadium getting ready for the matches, but I took my time because only black belts could get ready at home.

So...technically I was ready.

"You ready?"

I turned to Niall, who was sitting in the driver's seat. I smiled at him, remembering the day I met him. When I crashed into him with my skateboard...or was it when Maggie dared me to walk up to his door?

Well, whatever it was...so much has happened since then.

I'm the school's 'saviour', I've had two boyfriends, my life has been totally flipped around because of this boy. And I seriously don't know why we're not back together because I wouldn't want to do anything else without him.

"Niall?" I mumbled.

"Yeah love?" he asked still facing the front window.

"Why aren't we back together?" I asked. Niall's cheeks flared red and he sighed.

"I...wasn't sure if you were ready..."

"But...but I am, and I don't want to remember the past two weeks."

"Huh?" He said facing me.

"I just want to forget about it, and...if we do get back together, don't say 'I love you'."

Niall gave me a strange look.

"Because...because look at what love has cost me. My heart has been continuously broken, and I just want to move on. Forget those three words for now."

"Sure babe," Niall said kissing my forehead. The familiar tingles returned and I couldn't help but smile.

"I can still call you babe right?" Niall joked.

I pulled him by his neck and pressed my lips to his.

My god I missed this feeling.

We pulled away, but stayed close after.

"Yea, you can always call me babe," I whispered before giving him a soft peck on the lips. I climbed out of his car, suddenly ready to fight.

NIALL'S POV

Mary gave me a quick peck before climbing out of the car, and my grin was wide. Things were finally getting better after the...happening.

My cell phone rang and I rushed to answer it.

"Hello?" I breathed.

"Niall Horan?" Someone said on the other line.

"Speaking," I said.

"This Dr. Harlingen, my patient is your friend, Harry Styles?"

I froze in my car seat.

"He is awake and wishing to see you and...Mary Ryans."

I tried to comprehend this. Harry was alive, and he wanted to see us. Out of all people, us?

Before I could think, I said,

"We'll be there at nine."