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Songs of the chapter:

1. Everyday by High School Musical Cast (don't judge me, I'm in a very High School Musical mood because it's the ten year anniversary)

2. Stronger by Kelly Clarkson

3. Brick by Boring Brick by Paramore

4. Happily by One Direction (how Niall feels; attached song)

For an hour or so, Niall kept on playing with my fingers, and at one point just blurted out, "I love you."

I decided to try to speak, and what I said came out low and hoarse, "I love you too, Niall." He leaned in to hug me, and I accepted it. I took a short nap, and since for a nearly 9 hours I was stable, I was released from the hospital at midnight. Dr. Wilder gave me precautions like: "Don't do anything that could cause stress or exhaustion, or your brain will go a bit funky. Refrain from anything that might cause you an allergic reaction, and don't have sexual intercourse either." The last of the list made me blush, but wonder at the same time of how that would actually effect my whole situation.

We were in a taxi, which drove us to the hotel. I must have fallen asleep again, because I woke up to being in bed, and Niall was drinking tea next to me. "How did I get here?" I asked him, oblivious to the obvious answer. "You were sleeping so I carried you. 'Didn't want to wake you," he shrugs and offers me tea. I oblige and drink a few sips of the raspberry flavored drink. He tells me that he talked to Mum and Michael to let them know that I was fine. He also said that tomorrow Michael wants to talk to me about his baby.

"We're leaving tomorrow night," he tells me and I reply, "I know."

He furrows his brows in confusion, "How? Who told you?"

"Nobody did. I heard you screaming at Ella at the hospital," I tell him the least information, yawning at the end. I'm not ready to say more just yet. Niall probably realized why I was being vague and doesn't ask anything else about it. "Are you going to be ready to leave? Or do you want to stay a day longer?" He asks me.

"Yeah, I'll probably sleep through most of the ride though. I just don't want the girls to ask me too many questions. I don't really want to talk about what it was like yet," I tell him, my voice still only above a whisper, very hoarse. He proceeds to pull me into his chest, and he shuts the bedside lamp off, leaving us in the dark.

I was practically asleep again, when I faintly heard him say, "I love you," and press a kiss to my cheek.

*******

I never thought that waking up in Niall's arms could feel so refreshing. That is, until you realize that you still smell like the hospital. I untangled my legs from his and went to take a quick shower.

Dropping my clothes on the floor, I turn the water on, waiting for it to warm up a bit. My phone indicates that it's only seven in the morning, so I have a ton of time before we have to leave tonight. I wonder what we'll do all day?

I secretly hope that we'd be sitting around on our lazy asses. Sounds doable to me. 

I step into the shower and scrub my skin to try to get the smell and feel of hospital off of me. That smell and feeling of too many detergents being used at once, and the feeling of air being forced into your lungs. 

Getting dressed, I feel renewed. My hair smells like flowers again, and my skin doesn't feel pasty. I slowly enter the bedroom and see that Niall is still sleeping, so I go out into the hallway to call Michael. First though I leave a note next to Niall's glasses so he doesn't get scared when he doesn't find me.

Right as I start opening the door though, I hear a conversation outside. "Lottie, I don't care," Harry says in a low voice, almost a growl.

"I'm only concerned for you. You know that you're practically a brother to me. You and Taylor going public could end up badly," she reasonably says. Oh, so that's what this is about. Well, then there's no sense in listening in. I step out the door and they see me.

Lottie runs over to me and wraps me in a tight hug. "How are you feeling?" Harry asks me. I shrug, "Could be better, but hey, I'm just happy to be awake and standing right now." He nods and gives me an apologetic smile. "I'll talk to you two later, but I have to call Michael now," I point to my phone which is in my other hand. They wave goodbye and head into their rooms. I dial Michael and he picks up on the first ring.

Bombarding me, he says, "Oh God, I'm so sorry I couldn't be there. Are you okay? Did you have to get re-admitted to the hospital? Can you talk?"

"No, you idiot, I wouldn't call you if I couldn't talk," I greet him. "Hello to you too."

We chat away for a few minutes - I talk about how I am fine, and he needn't worry. Then he told me all about what happened with Lucy.

"Well, she was complaining that her stomach was really painful. Then she went to the bathroom and her water broke. We were both kind of freaking out-"

"Kind of?" I ask.

"Shut up and let me continue. I called Mum while driving her to the hospital, and uh, yeah. She gave birth in a few hours to our son," he pauses. "I can't believe I have a son, Rosie, can you?" I can hear him sniffle on the other end of the line. "Yes. You're going to be the best dad ever. What's his name?" I tell Michael, so proud of him.

"That's exactly what I wanted to talk to you about. We were thinking of naming him Phillip, so like Dad only more English," he said and I let out a sigh. The next thing came out as more of a whisper, "Or you could keep his middle name Felipe and have his first name whatever you want," I offered.

"Well, we were also thinking of the name Aramis," Michael admits. I squeal and say, "Like the best character from The Three Musketeers?!" He laughs and says, "Yes. Lucy and I both love the book and it's a name with a great destiny."

"I like it. What about Aramis Felipe or Aramis Phillip?" He repeats it to Lucy, who I guess was in the same room as him. "We're going to go with Aramis Phillip," he says and I grin.

"I'm so proud of you, Michael, you can't believe it. You not only have a son, you're going to get married soon..." I tell him. He replies, "I know, it's all happening really fast. But it's so exciting at the same time."

"I can only imagine," I say quietly. He brightly asks, "So how are you and Niall?" I already told both him and Mum about us dating practically the moment he asked me to be his girlfriend. "Good... It just amazes me how much he cared. I didn't think he cared that much. At least I didn't know it until I was in the hospital. It hurt so much to hear him sob and cry and he was losing hope every minute," I tell Michael, and it was true. 

"Wait, you heard things?" I facepalm and mumble, "Yes, I was mentally awake and I heard everything going on around me. I couldn't do anything. I was trapped inside my brain, " the words come out very fast. I add, "I don't really want to talk about it."

Michael says, "It's okay. Whenever you are ready to is fine. I've got to go, we're going to get Aramis from the ICU now," he gets excited towards the end of the sentence. We say our goodbyes and I ask him to give my best regards to Lucy. I'll have to talk to her sometime, maybe when I go back to London during one of our breaks in a month or so.

I quietly sauntered back into the hotel room only to find Niall up and dressed. "Good morning, princess," he greets me and hugs me from behind, kissing the side of my neck. "Hello you leprechaun," I greet back. He asks me about what's up with Michael, and I fill him in on the details, eventually going on a rant about how cute the name Aramis is, and how cute he is after Michael sends me a few pictures of his son.

Niall and I are sitting on the ground leaning up against the bed, and he's holding me hostage in his lap. "Remember the time when we played truth or dare and Louis dared you to sit in my lap the entire game?"

I smile fondly at the memory, "Yeah, that was interesting," I also remember Liam having a tea party with stuffed animals and Niall singing a Disney song. 

I snap out of the memory and ask him, "Anyways, what are we doing today?"

"Anything we want really. We were thinking of all hanging out in Louis and Liam's room though," he says with a small smile. "But we can stay here if you're tired."

"Nah, I kind of want to do something and not be bored all day," I said, and he put a hand to his heart in mock hurt. "You find me," he brings his lips closer to my ear and whispers, "Boring?"

I put on a serious face and joke, "Yes, I find you extremely boring and that is why I am dating you." We both end up laughing when Louis walks into our room. "What's so funny between you two?" he asks. 

"Nothing," we say surprisingly in sync. 

Louis raises an eyebrow and says, "Okay... well we're all ordering room service in our room if you two want to come." I look at Niall and nod, and we get up, following Louis to his and Liam's room.

It was a lavish space, and I gape. "Wow, you guys must have gotten the best suite in the whole hotel," I observe. Louis chuckles and pours himself a glass of orange juice, "Yeah. Care for some?" I decline politely and sit down on the couch next to Niall, but it wasn't more than a few seconds before he pulled me back onto his lap. Liam and Lottie were engrossed in a conversation, which I caught on was about pajamas. Don't ask me, I have no idea. I quickly warn Louis to make sure he doesn't order anything with seafood in it (so that I don't end up back in the hospital for an allergic reaction).Kelsey and Lou were talking by the window, then came over to us in the sitting area. 

"Lou and I are going to go out for breakfast and do some shopping. Anyone want to come, or want anything?" Kelsey says, and I considered going for a second, but decided against it because I didn't want to tire myself out. I ask Lou, "If you go to a makeup store can you get me some more kohl eyeliner?" She laughs and says, "Sure! When do we ever go shopping without visiting a makeup store?" I laugh along and say, "True." They leave soon, taking Lottie with them, and Louis yells from a room in this lavish suite, "Harry and Taylor are going to be here in five minutes!" I grin, thankful that Taylor was going to be here - I wouldn't be the only girl then.

While waiting for Haylor to come, Liam, Niall, and I talked about how they're going to be songwriting for the next few months while on tour. "We decided that we are going t' write the entire album ourselves this time, no outside help," Niall tells me.

How many have you got so far? Or ideas at least?" I inquire. Liam winks at Niall, and I look curiously between the two. Niall starts blushing, "I've got one or two started. Liam?" He tried to get the attention off of himself.

Liam starts to mutter some stuff under his breath and counting on his fingers, "I've got four ideas and starts, and one complete," he says louder, proudly. Louis jumps onto a free couch with a pen and notepad in his hand. "I'm writing a song about my son," he said. I smiled, proud of him. I never wanted to ask him because I wasn't sure if it was a touchy subject or not. "How's he doing?" I ask him since he seemed happy on the matter. 

He returns the smile to me and replied, "Really good. I'm going to visit him and his mum over break." 

The door opens, and Harry and Taylor enter holding hands. "Hello everyone," Harry greets us. Taylor waves. They hang up their coats and join us.

Niall groans and asks, "When will the food get here?" Everybody laughed at this. Thankfully there was a knock on the door, and I get up to answer it. I am amazed by the amount of breakfast that they ordered. I quickly give the man who brought up the food a small tip, and he leaves.

Everyone lunges for the food as if it were the last morsels on earth. Yet Taylor and I are just standing, watching.

"How are you feeling? Harry told me that you went into shock yesterday," she asks me. I went into shock, to say the least. "Er, I'm a bit tired, but overall, it's okay," I tell her, remembering how horrible it was to not be able to respond to anything in any way.

She continues, "I really wanted to come by and visit, but I was in the recording studio all day and only heard really late."

"Seriously, Taylor, it's fine. I'm well now, which is what matters, right?"

She nods, and we talk while the boys eat breakfast. I snag a red velvet muffin from the nearly empty tray, and Taylor steals a chocolate-filled croissant from Harry's plate. He whines, "Taylor, I was going to eat that." She took a bite out of it and said, "It's mine now."

I moan after taking a bit out of the muffin and said, "This is basically food porn. I love the food here in New York." I look up to see Niall staring at me, and when he realized I caught him, he looks back down at his plate.

Taylor smiles smugly, "Welcome to New York," adding a wink to the end.

"YOU JUST MADE A REFERENCE TO YOUR OWN SONG," I scream. Louis puts his hands over his ears. "God, you're even louder than I am sometimes," he mutters under his breath. "I heard that, Louis," I warn him.

Taylor laughs along with the rest of the boys, and I continue to stuff my muffin into my mouth. I think this muffin was sent down from heaven or something, it's so damn good. 

Hours go by, and we all pack our things to get ready to move back to the buses. Kelsey, Lottie, and Lou texted me that they were already on the bus. I say goodbye to Taylor, and she said she'd come to the Pittsburgh and Nashville shows, and maybe a few more after that. We promise to text and call each other meanwhile.

We all settle back into the buses, and Niall makes me promise him that if I don't feel well I'll tell the girls immediately, and call him. He kisses me before I go into the tour bus.

So yay Rose is fine! Well... that's what you think *insert devil emoji here*

As usual, please comment to your heart's content, and vote if you enjoyed the chapter! It was sort of a filler chapter but it's something. Something better will happen in the next one, I promise. That will be uploaded by next Saturday because I have school all week, and Friday night I have to do tech crew at a school event. It will be a double update though by Sunday.

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All the love,

Juliet