The Boy From 1917 {h.s. au}

Chapter 43

**This song is everything^**
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"She's breathing just fine."

"Check her pulse?"

"Niall, if she's breathing then her heart is working."

"Oh, right."

"Wait, I think she's waking up."

"Louis, go get Harry!"

"Having two hot guys together, not a good idea."

"They're not gay, Niall."

"You don't know that."

My eyes began to force themselves open through the pain of my eyelids sticking together. My vision was all white, making my breathing quicken in panic.

"It's ok, Rose. You're ok." I heard Liam's soothing voice, making my shoulders relax slightly.

After a few seconds, my vision went back to normal, allowing me to see Liam and Niall who were peering down at me curiously.

"What happened?" I asked groggily as I propped myself up on the couch arm.

"You passed out." Niall responded, earning an elbow in the side from Liam.

"The voices you allowed in your head were evil. They were evil because Zayn...he's back. We don't know where he went or what he's been doing...but he's back. And he's back for you."

My eyes widened at his words. "What about Harry?"

"Oh, he's upstairs. Lou just we-"

"No, I mean isn't Zayn after Harry also?" I cut him off, making his head shake.

"Not that we can tell. Just you." Niall spoke up, making me sigh.

"Why am I on the couch? Isn't my mom home?" I asked, looking around the empty house.

"Your mum texted you when you were out. Niall read it." He added, making Niall shrug as he handed me my phone.

[Yesterday
       From: Mom]

Mom- Sorry honey, but I have to stay at work for three days at a convention. I know you can take care of yourself, I just am so sorry I had to miss your birthday. I was gonna give you a proper one this year...anyways, see you in a few days.

I exhaled sharply as I set my phone down on the coffee table, looking up at the staircase when I heard rapid footsteps running down them.

"Rosie." Harry breathed out as he sat down on the couch, pulling me into his chest. "I was so fucking worried, you have no idea."

I wrapped my arms around his torso, letting him bury his face in my hair. I glanced up at the boys who were looking down at us with smiles.

"Maybe we should give you two some time alone." Liam spoke up after a few seconds of silence.

"But they're so cute!" Niall whined, earning a glare from Louis.

"It's not for you to see, you twat." He grumbled as he grabbed Niall by the arm, dragging him up the stairs.

"I ship it!" Niall yelled once more, causing my eyes to roll.

"It's cool if we stay in the attic for a while, right?" Liam asked cooly, earning a nod from me as Harry just ignored everything happening around us.

Liam flashed me a bright smile before jogging up to the library. I sighed, glancing down at Harry's shoulder. I kissed it softly, making his arms tighten around me.