~My Life Would Suck Without You~

The accident had left me with a few cuts and bruises. I had a huge scar at the side of my stomach, and it made me feel really ugly about myself. I suffered a broken arm and a fractured right leg, and it took me a few days before I could walk again. Luckily for me, it didn't paralysed me. I could have gotten it much worse from that accident. My head was constantly spinning though. The doctor said I suffered a concussion from the impact, but I was lucky because I was wearing my helmet that day. So everytime I got worked up, my head would start throbbing so much I had to pause to rest my mind. It's not fun really, being so young yet so weak beyond control.

Zayn and Pixie had been coming over quite frequently to help around. They had taken a long(and deserving) break from their lives in London to take care of me and I couldn't thank them enough for that. I felt like I'd caused them so much trouble already, that it just wasn't fair anymore. But they were too nice to say that to my face. They'd been helping me get back to my feet, and they were always one step away from me. Anyways, it was always great fun with them around. Now that I've lost my only other friend, they were the only ones who could make me feel less lonely around here.

Speaking of Anne, she came by to visit me when I was still in the hospital. Once. I guessed Niall told her what happened between us or something, because she seemed guilty when she came in at first. Yeah, should have thought about that when she decided to flirt with my boyfriend. I asked her about her boyfriend, and she smugly said that there was never one. She had only said that to get into my good books, so that when Niall finally came to visit, she would be able to slid in her trap. That little bitch. She had it all planned out. And I didn't saw any of that coming. How could someone be so deceiving, so scheming? It's no wonder why she chose to be a writer.

She didn't come to visit me again after that. But according to my twitter, because I was dumb enough to still be following her, she's still trying to get Niall into liking her. Disgusting. I didn't know whether this was a good sign or not, but apparently Niall's playing hard to get. His replies tend to be so cold towards her, and I couldn't help snigger everytime he did that. I knew I was supposed to get over him, and not let any of these inside my head, but what else could I do? He made it so easy for me to miss him. I checked out his tweets almost everyday, and most of the time, his tweets seemed to be referring to me.

I'd been constantly asking Pixie how to deal with a breakup. But she's never been good at giving advice. She had had only one major breakup before and that was with Joe. And she seemed to handle it pretty well. And now she's going strong with Harry, whom I thought was just perfect with her. I'd seen them together during the tour, and you could tell how much he loved her just by looking at the way he looked at her. I didn't think Joe had ever looked at her that way, but Joe and Pixie had always had a weird relationship together.

"Maybe this break is for the best. For both of you. Maybe you guys need some time off from each other, from being tied down to each other," she had told me.

I gave up trying to ask Zayn about Niall, because he seemed reluctant to tell me anything about him. He figured it was best if I didn't think of him so much when I was still recovering. So I secretly went to gossip sites to check on him. Stalker much I'll say, but I couldn't help myself. He hadn't officially told the press about the break, but there were rumours. There were a lot of pictures of him going around town alone. And maybe it was just me, but he did look rather glum. Some journalists thought so too, thus the rumours. And since none of us had cleared it up, there had been quite a buzz on it, which only made it harder for me to forget him.

Zayn had been trying his best to make me forget about Niall. I was required to take a walk every day, to help me get back on my feet again and Zayn had been the one who would accompany me every day. I didn't asked him to, he just always appeared at my doorstep forcing me to go out. And everytime, he'd somehow managed to make me not think of Niall. It was just fun with him. He knew how to make me smile. Well, his smile makes me smile. Have you seen his smile? It's ridiculously charming, even I couldn't help drool over it sometimes.

So there we were, walking around town hand in hand just enjoying each other's company. He had a lot to tell me about London, and I had a lot to tell him about home. When I'm with him, even the pain I'd always felt in my head perished. I could walk normally, as if I hadn't been in an accident. It's weird how he could make me feel that way. And sometimes, when we would lie down at our favourite spot and just look up at the sky to see the clouds, I wondered how it would be if things weren't this way. If Pixie hadn't interrupted us that day in London when we were about to kiss. If he hadn't ignored me after that. If Niall didn't swept me away. I wondered if we would be as happy as we were now.

But then I realised, I didn't need a man to make me happy. I had been single all my life before puberty kicked in, and Niall came into my life and I was perfectly fine. I realised I was just so used to having a guy that I forgot how it felt to not have one. I didn't need to win Niall's heart again, or anyone's for that matter. I have Zayn and Pixie by my side, and they're much better than any boyfriend would be.

Right?

A/N:

School's starting again tomorrow for me, so woohoo! I love school!

Writer's block again. But I feel like I should still post one because I don't think I'll have time to post another one anytime soon.
Honestly, I'm having problems writing this story (should I have revealed that?) cos I have a lot of plots, and I keep changing them and now I have some trouble linking them up so... Apologies for that, I'll try to make it work asap. Fingers crossed, the next one will be better:)
In the meantime, continue reading and I hope you still enjoy it!

Oh, suggestions for plots are more than welcomed:)