Chapter 8

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Niall makes me so happy. I blush just thinking about him. There's a note on my forehead when I wake.

Baby,

Went to get coffee for us via Starbucks. Pumpkin spice latte, right? I hope so. I love you so much beautiful.

Xx, your baby niall

He's so sweet. I almost tear up reading it. I don't know how he knows my favorite Starbucks drink and I don't care. I just care that I love him more than anything in the world.

There's a knock at the door. Aw, he's so polite. "Come in!" I giggle without thinking. I didn't expect to see what I did.

Louis. but not only Louis, Lou & Eleanor. Lou and El holding hands. am I halucinating? This has to be the drugs they gave me acting up. why are they here? why are they together? they're the reason I'm here! They don't have the right to come and give a 'hey-I'm-so-sorry-we-screwed-your-life-over-but-hey-it's-your-problem-so-let's-get-this-over-with-getwellsoon-bye' visit.

"Hey Mace," Eleanor says, biting her lip and leaning into Louis' chest. hard to believe that was me not too much over a month ago.

"What are you doing here?!" I say louder than intended. In my head I was screeching, but I don't feel the need to go to a mental hospital.

"We came to see you..." Louis says bringing flowers from behind his back. Daisies. Tulips. he remembered. he remembered my favorite flowers...

"I don't want your flowers! they could get very close to me and I could fall in love with them then, you know what they'll do? they'll reveal they were really enchanted knives and they'll stab my back in my sleep! I don't want your pity!" I spat.

"Pity? you think we're giving you pity? we just want to see you," Eleanor says comcerningly, her eyebrows furrowed.

"Well I don't want to see you two. I don't want you in this room, I don't want you in this building, I don't want you in this city, and better yet, I don't want you, either of you, in the U.K.! I want you to disappear from my life!" I scream.

"Okay, then we'll leave." Eleanor says.

"We will?" Louis questions.

"Yes. we. Will." She hisses.

"Thank you. and DONT pretend that you guys still love me because you don't. Now please, go away and avoid me for the rest of your life!" I yell.

They stride over to the door and walk out the pull-only door. I still think I'm halucinating.

I don't care who hears me. I claw my fingers and put them in my hair. then, I screech and begin to cry.

"Why? is this a joke?! because if it is it isn't funny at all." I say where if anyone where in the room they'd just hear jibberish.

A knock is at the door. I quickly run the pad of my fingers under my eyes and sniffle a little to stop crying.

I'm going to be more careful this time. "who is it?" I try to make my voice not croak.

"Your doctor, Lottie," she says.

"Oh, why didn't you just come in?" I ask, thankful she didn't just walk in.

"Patients sometimes have alone time, or together time, or sad time, or anything. And when I interrupt, it's just awkward," she chuckles.

"Oh, thank you for not just barging in, by the way." I say.

"I live to make patients comfortable." she smiles. Lottie's hair was in a tight bun, despite her warm personality. Her eyebrows were thin and threaded. The brim of her nose is mainly flat, then it pokes out at the nostrils. She wore blue scrubs and ugly nurses shoes. Her smile was warm and comforting. "anything I could get for you, Macey?"

"Some water would be really great. thank you." I say gratefully.

"You're welcome," she says.

When she leaves, I exhale and plop back down to lay down. All I do I smile, then I drift off in to an oblivion known as sleep.