Im inside an ambulance. Niall is sitting next to me grabbing my hand. Not interlocking fingers as a couple does, but holding it with both hands, just showing he cares. None of the EMT's seem to notice that either one of us are celebrities. This offends me. The begin assessing my arm first. I hear them say some science mumbo jumbo and then they grab a needle. You would think that me, a girl who has cut herself on purpose is ok with needles.

Well I'm not.

I knew that they were helping me and I wasn't going to choose now to be skittish. I closed my eyes and turned my head in Niall's direction. My face was already prepared to handle a needle entering my broken figure. I wince a little louder than I anticipated. The EMT, he tells me that the way he did it, and extra pain killers can be added through this small tube, and I won't have to have a needle enter my skin each time the medicine wears off.

The EMT who gave me the medicine began to speak, "what I just gave you were some high dosages of pain killers. If you weren't so critical you would probably have the ability to walk. It's obvious that whatever is causing your temporary paralysis stems from this wound. Can you tell us what caused it?"

"I was really upset and I cut my arm with a piece of metal off my cabinet in my bathroom"

"oh"

Dead silence fell on the ambulance once I spoke the truth. It felt good though that I was being honest.

"so this was self inflicted? Why would you do something like that?"

"sir, im sorry but that doesn't seem really relevant to the actions right now. Bottom line I know I have an infection. How bad is it and can you start treating it now?"

"Please" Niall budded in, I was strung too tight I forgot my manners.

"Well," the EMT started, "you said it was a piece of metal, it looks like you cut pretty deep miss, I can start some simple infection killers. Once we get to the hospital the doctor might have a special kind for your, um.. situation."

He uses the area where the needle was previously placed, and gives me an infection killer with medium dosage, because if theres too much it counteracts the pain killer. He then grabs a bottle

"Sir what is that?"

"Oh well this kills infections too, just on the skin. See if the metal had some germs on it it is still at the entry of the wound, causing it to keep spreading and spreading because where it came from still has those germs. If I do this it will stop it from spreading atleast."

I lay my head down and look into the clear light above me. He puts the ointment on my arm. That. Shit. Burns. Like. The. Sahara. I yelled in pain and squeezed Nialls hand so hard I feared I broke it. Good thing we are in an ambulance. We arrive at the hospital by a back entrance. The EMT's said that this was the ER entrance and there were less people so it would be easier to deal with. I look down and realize I'm still in my panties. I look down and then up again. Niall takes off his big hoodie which reaches to my mid thighs when I'm wearing it and says, "Put this on." This boy can do some sweet things.

The EMT's let me sit up to put on the jacket and then bring me in on the Gurnee. From what I can see most of the people in the ER this morning are elderly. No offence but they aren't mine or Niall's audience. Maybe there will be a Brightside to this. They automatically bring me to a private room, usually used for labor purposes, and laid me on the bed. The doctor checked my vitals to make sure I wouldn't die when he left the room. They were slightly below normal, but still in a stable range. I lay in the bed and see Niall about 10 feet away filling out my paperwork. Joe hates filling out paper work. he hates signing autographs for Pete's sake! It hit me.

Technically me and Joe are still dating. We just got back together.. And he left running scared again. How many tries have I given this boy? Not a man, he is a boy. Niall is over there, acting like a man. A woman is seriously hurt and he takes initiative. That is one of the hottest things ever.

"Dem, ima turn this is, yu gunna be a'right?"

I smiled and paused to memorize this moment, "yes I'll be fine for 5 minutes alone."

Once he leaves, I am left to realize how lucky I am in life. I have an amazing family who loves me so much its suffocating,I have ex boyfriends still knocking at my doors, my fans.. what would I do without them. They are the reason I am alive. So many days could have ended like today, but I thought that some girl living in Vermont or France or even China is looking at me for hope. Is a circle. I give them hope, they give me hope. They will honestly never know how much they mean to me. Each and every single one. Im so lucky to be able to atleast live through this experience.

Niall and 3 doctors walk inside. Niall sits at the closest chair near me, still about 4 feet away. I try to push myself up so I can make proper eye contact with the doctors but they help me, they said I should put too much pressure on the arm yet. on Doctor goes on my Left, one at the foot of the bed, and one near Niall. The one at the foot of the bed does all the talking.

"Ms. Lovato, it has come to our attention that you have a serious infection that is self-inflicted. This means that based on your current condition you cannot be legally releasesd until the 18th. No matter how your body heals we must keep you here because one you are a celebrity and two because it was a high make this infection go away complety we must use this."

I hear Niall shout, "WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?" As I look at Niall on my Right the doctor on the Left injects something into my arm. I don't even have enough time to process whats going on before I start to fall into a deep slumber.