Fall (One Direction) [Sequel To Run]

Chapter Seventeen

Robin

“You have to be kidding” I say.

Niall shakes his head, grinning.

“I'm taking you on a date. I've gotten permission from the doctors and everything.”

I can't help but smile.

We've been on dates before, two other times, but I thought that was it. I thought I'd be stuck here until I died.

But no, I have the most amazing boyfriend in the world.

“Where are we going?” I ask.

His grin is even wider.

“Dinner and a film” he says. “With a twist. You'll love it, I promise.”

I know I will.

I just love being with him.

“I'll get you at six tomorrow night” he says. “Wear something pretty.”

“A hospital gown isn't pretty?” I ask, gesturing at my current attire. He laughs. “It's not funny, Horan, I'm hurt.”

He laughs harder.

I don't think he ever takes me seriously and I love it.

I love that he can still laugh and make jokes, because nobody else dares.

“You're beautiful no matter what you're wearing” Niall says, reminding me that he can be serious. “But I think people might stare.”

Never mind.

I snort, and then we're both laughing again.

I love laughing.

-

Niall

Paul makes me head home that night, but instead of going to my flat, I head over to Liam's. He answers the door before I can ever knock.

“Are you psychic?” I ask him. He shrugs.

“Come in” he says, stepping aside so that I can do just that.

“You alright, mate?” I ask, as I head into his kitchen. There's half of a pizza on his counter, and I head straight for that. “You seem distant. How's Callin?”

He sits on a stool at the counter, and I join him with a piece of vegetable pizza in my hand.