Skylar's POV:

I feel like a train hit me. My whole head is throbbing, I'm so cold, my wrist is killing me. There is a whole lijst of injuries that won't leave me alone. The pain is so overwhelming I might have to take pain meds. I flutter open my eyes and see Niall peering down at me. "Skylar." he whispers. I fly up and hug him tightly. "Niall James Horan.... I swear to God, if u don't ask me out right now, I'm going to have a hart-, hart attack." He smiles softly at me and I stare at him. "I'm serious."
Niall shakes his head. "It's got to be perfect." he whispers. I bring my face closer to his. "Niall. I've been heartbroken for almost a year. I've been used door one of your best friends. I was out in the middle of a bliazzard, almost dead. So could u please just ask me out?" I beg him.

Niall's eyes zoek mine and he whispers, "Sky..." I look at him hopefully. "It has to be special." I flop back down and stare at him. "Stubborn." I mumble. He kisses my cheek and whispers, "Soon, my little princess." I raise an eyebrow. "Really. Affectionate names? But u won't ask me out?" I scoffed and rolled my eyes. "Unbelievable." I pushed myself off of the divan, bank and stood up. "Why so urgent?" he asks softly, standing and taking my hand."Because I don't want u to disappear like u did before." I say coldly. He opens his mouth to speak but Louis barges in the room.

"Sky!" he exclaims. I smile and embrace Louis. "Hi Lou!" I beam. Niall scowls at me and releases my hand in an instant. I hug Louis tightly. "I'm so glad you're okay!" Soon enough, Liam, Zayn, and Harry file into the room. "So are u two hitched yet?" Liam asks. I glance at Niall. "No. Not at all. And we never will be." His eyes widen in shock and fear, but I turn away and look at Louis. I had someone new to focus on. Someone who wouldn't leave me hanging.