Dear One Direction

Georgia's POV

Someone shakes me awake, and my eyes shoot open.

"Georgia, Georgia wake up!" I rub my eyes and push away the strong arms. It's Liam.

"What," I say groggily. I see everyone looking at me, with weird expressions.

"You were having a nightmare. You were screaming 'he's not dead! He's not!' It was quite loud," Louis said plunging a finge in his ear, pretending to clean it out.

"Is the surgery done?"

"Oh, yes. He's going to be okay," Maura says. I smile, knowing my dream wasn't going to come true. Not today. I look at the other people in the waiting room, seeing how they all were showin off their set of teeth, smiling like idiots.

"Well, I don't know about you guys, but I'm ready to get some food," Zayn said getting up. "Hey Key, you wanna grab something too?"

Her eyes widened as she nodded, starstruck by everyone talking to her. I smiled, knowin we were going to be the family she never had.

Key ran over to Zayn, clinging to his arm, and they left the room to go to the elavator. I turned my head back around and saw Harry and Louis smiling whilst talking to each other, and Liam talking to Greg and Maura. He's always been so mature, and yet so childish. It's hard to keep up.

Harry and Louis came over to me ad we talked for a little whilst.

"He's gonna be okay, Georgia," Louis said and put his ham on my knee.

"Yeah, he just needs sometime to recover," Harry agreed.

"I hope," I said.

Notes

Filler, I know.

So, a question:

Have you guys noticed Harry being extra-nice to Georgia lately?