My Crush, My Bully, My Friend

Bri's POV

I start to open my eyes and see that I'm not alone. There are about oh, 1 2 3 4 5.... 7 people in here maybe. I try to sit up, but I fall back down.
"H-help," I say. Louis comes to my side and helps me up. I lay back on the pillows of the bed, looking at everyone in the room: Harry, Louis, Eleanor, Liam, Niall, Maddie and.... Oh god.
"Keep him away from me!" I yell hiding back in the covers.
"No no no no. Bri, it's not Jared," he says. I don't even know what to call him, not Jared but I can't call him Daniel all the time. I come up from the covers to see everyone looking at Daniel with confused looks on their faces. I see Daniel hang his face low.

"WHAT?" I hear Louis day, I laugh at his outburst. Everyone looks at me with confused faces now, making me laugh even harder.

"How can you laugh when Jared beat you up?!" Harry and Niall say in unison.

"Because that's not Jared. You see, um... Well how about Daniel tells you?" I say, looking past the boys to Daniel. He sighs, looking up.

"Well I have multiple personality disorder, so yeah. I'm Daniel, not Jared. There's also Kendal, and he is um.... Flirty," he says. Harry looks back from Daniel to me with an 'are you serious' face on. I nod to him.

"Well I still don't like you," Niall mumbles. Wait, Niall is here? Why?

" I thought you hated me Niall," I say. My eyes widen because I've just spoken my mind out loud. Wonderful!

" I don't hate you," he says with pity in his eyes.

"And I don't need your pity. I don't need any of your fucken pity. Harry, drive me home. You brought me here. You know what, actually don't I can walk." I get up, wincing at the pain. I walk out of the room leaving everyone there with shock on their faces.

"Idiots. I don't need your pity. I don't need anyone," I mumble. I walk out of the door and walk.

Notes

Not much to say here. Hi.