“You’re my what now?” I asked astonished.

The boys all exchanged confused looks, making me even more confused.

Niall started blushing and sat down next to my bed, taking hold of my hand.

“I’m your boyfriend.” He repeated.

Soon after, the boys re-introduced themselves since I already knew them before the accident.

“Come on love, let’s get you home.” Niall got a wheelchair and helped me into it.

The car ride home was filled with silence, nobody knowing what to say. It was awkward, to say the least. But no matter, I’d always loved the silence anyways.

We soon arrived home and I was immediately wheeled into the living room. There on the couch, was a bundle of blankets and some pillows. Along with candie, pajamas, popcorn, and the movie Despicable Me, also known as my favourite movie.

“Oh my gosh! I love you guys.” I screamed hugging each of them, with great difficulty, due to my wheelchair.

Niall then lifted me princess style, being careful of my wounds, and set me on the couch, bundling me up so that I’d be comfortable.

The boys exchanged pleasantly surprised looks, which I didn’t understand.

Liam went and popped the movie in as the boys and I settled in.

Niall sat in front of the couch and for half the movie I played with his golden locks. He hummed in appreciation as I fan my fingers through his hair. I’d have to keep that in mind.

Eventually, I closed my eyes and started to drift into unconsciousness.

The movie had stopped and I wondered as to why, though I kept my eyes shut and pretended to still be asleep.

“Look at how peaceful she looks.” Niall commented and I fought back a smile.

“She won’t be so peaceful when she finds out why she’s really here.” Louis added in a sad tone.

What did they mean? Why wouldn’t I want to be with them?

“Shut up, the both of you. She won’t find out.” Zayn bitterly added.

I felt a pair of lips on my forehead and soon I was being lifted. I slowly pretended to wake up.

“Where are we going?” I asked Niall.

“To bed love.” He affectionately cooed.

“Okay.” I responded.

“Do you mind if we sleep together?” Niall cautiously asked.

“No, that’s fine.”

Soon we arrived to what I assumed was mine and Niall’s room and he laid me down, tucking me in, then getting in himself.

“Goodnight love.”

“Goodnight Niall.” I whispered back as he turned off the lamp.

Slowly, I moved closer to Niall. “Will you hold me?” I asked timidly.

“Of course.” He responded, wrapping both arms around me and nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck.

I slowly drifted off, all thoughts consumed by the blonde haired, blue eyed boy called Niall.