Niall's POV
Its taking exactly one hour to convince the nurses to let Clary go outside into the gardens. She said that she had to tell me something and she wanted to setting just right. So now we are on our way. Paul is following us. Him and Clary are talking while I just think what the hell could she have to tell me. Ten bucks says whatever it is has to do with her great mood today. Most of the time she's kind of cranky or tired. I think going out into the greenhouse gardens will be good for her. We down there and she spots a bench. So she hobbles on over. I have to try not to speed past her. That would probably upset her and she is so happy today. Paul goes away a bit to give us privacy. I see her mom is in here too. She smiles and winks at me. I see that my mom is with her. I think its hard for Clary to see her mom already up and walking, with a slight limp, but still healing faster than Clary. Clary sits down and sighs. "Man crutches are a lot of work. Why didn't you warn me?" I laugh at her and she smiles then lays her head on my shoulder.
"I didn't think I would have to. Now can you tell me what this HUGE news is?" She shrugs and looks around then motions for Paul to come over. So he does, honestly I think he views Clary like one of us, like one of his kids. He was just as devastated to hear she was on her death bed as the rest of us. "Yes Clary?"
"Can you get my drawing stuff? I forgot it…" She shyly smiles at him and I swear his whole face softened. He just smiled and nodded then quickly walked off. I watched him leave. Then Clary turns my head so I'm looking into her deep green eyes. They remind me of when you are deep in the forest and all the trees look like a darker shade. Equally beautiful and scary at the same time. That’s the color of her eyes now. I look at other things like how her skin looks healthier now. How she seems to have gotten her glow back. She smiles at me again and kisses my cheek. We haven't kissed kissed yet. Just on the cheeks or forehead. Which I think is also slowly killing me. I just want to feel her lips on mine again.
"Clary…please…" I mumble while turning to finally plant one on her when fucking Paul comes back. She pulls back and takes the bag, smiling and stand up to hug Paul. While I glare at him because his timing could not have been worse. Now she's distracted by her drawing supplies to even remember that I was going to kiss the shit out of her. I groan then pull the bag from her grasp. I am fully aware I am playing with fire by doing that but I honestly don’t care. She wanted to come down here to tell me something, not to draw the fucking plants. "Hey! Niall gimme it back!" I just shook my head.
"No, you have to tell me something. So tell me." She looked around and seemed to have a conversation with herself. Then she looked back at me and smiled.
"Okay. Then I can draw and you won't be an ass?" I smile at her and nod. I'm really glad when she acts like herself and not some lost girl who can't remember what a chair is called.
"Fine. The doctor said that I will be able to go on tour with you. I'm doing really well in rehab right now so he's confident that travelling won't be a problem. Its that great?!" I can tell she was excited by the huge grin on her face but I am not excited. I would rather her be here and safe. So many things could happen on tour. There are some crazy fans out there.
"I don't want you to come anymore." She moves away as if I just slapped her.
"What? Why? Did I do something--"
"No! God no…I just what if something happened to you? What if you get mobbed? It would be my fault again. I can't let you get hurt because I was being selfish again." I watch as she rolls her eyes at me.
"Niall we have gone over this. It wasn't your fault it was Matt's. And I will not be out in the crowd I will stay backstage. I've already talked to your management about it. I'm going." God she is so…wait did she say Matt? Her crazy psycho stalker?
"What does Matt have to do with this?" She looked at me like I was stupid. She grabbed the bag from my hands and nonchalantly speaks.
"He was driving the other car. He died on the scene but you couldn't have stopped him from driving the car." I just gape at her, how the fuck does she know this? She was unconscious at the scene! I watch as she opens the notebook and pulls out a pencil. Then starts to draw. She must have recollected some outside stuff from when she was unconscious. But right at the scene? That's just plan creepy. Its like she was watching or something.
"How do you know that?! No one knows that!" She just shrugs. Probably because she doesn't really remember. I look at her while she starts to draw. I glance over her shoulder to see she's drawing Paul. Its actually a really funny drawing. I just like watching her. She can't really expect me to let her go to our crazy concerts in this condition. Just thinking about it makes my stomach upset. I'll have to talk to the other guys about this. Suddenly a doctor comes down and gathers Clary. I wonder what is going on. I pick up her stuff and follow. Paul trails behind. He has a worried expression on his face as well. The doctor finally stops us and says we can't go any further. "Well why not?"
"Sir please just wait here." Clary just looks and smiles then follows some other doctor. And that's when I notice her walk. She's walking funny. Something isn't set right maybe? I sit there and anxiously wait.

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Clary's POV
I didn't want to tell Niall one of my gashes got infected. It would have been such a mood killer. And he wouldn't have let me leave the room. My doctor said it was no big deal. They would just clean it out and re-stitch it up tighter this time. It’s the gash on my leg. The really gross one that made it to my bone. That one. So I've been in here for like 2 hours. Apparently the infection was worse than they thought. "Alright Clarissa all done. Now we are just going to re-stitch and you can be on your way!" The nurse who was helping was way to perky for my liking. But I smiled and said thank you. Then about 30 minutes later I'm walking out and Niall comes rushing over. "Clary! Is everything okay? What happened? Come on lets get you upstairs to your room." I roll my eyes but follow him.
"It was nothing Niall. My gash on my leg got an infection so they just had to clean it out and fix it. No big deal." We get to my room and he whirls around.
"No big deal?! People have lost limbs from infections!" I just walk right past him. And get on my bed.
"I'm fine Niall. Honestly stop acting like I'm a baby. I get that you care but your smothering me. Everything will be fine. I'm actually healing way faster than they expected." He sits down next to me and pecks my cheek.
"You're right I'm sorry. I just…you mean so much to me." I look at him and smile. I know I mean a lot to him. That's why he has barely left this hospital. He's here when I fall asleep and he's here when I wake up. Even on the days he doesn't sleep here.
"I know Niall. I know. You mean a lot to me too." He studies me for a bit then responds.
"Do I?" I just nod then kiss his cheeks. Then he grabs my head and crashes our lips together. And its like fireworks exploded. I kiss back and climb onto his lap. His hands were on my hips. He started to kiss down my neck and jawline. God its like my whole body is on fire. Finally he breaks away from me. We are both breathing heavily. He looks at me intensely. "I love you Clary." And its like everything just clicks for me.
"I love you too Niall." Then he busts out in the biggest smile I have ever seen on his face.

Notes

Here you go!! Another update! So what do your guys think so far? :))

Sorry about it being a tad short again. :( But I hope you like it anyways

I had my first Chem exam this morning and I think I did okay. We will have to see. I haven't written all week. So this weekend I will def write somemore I promise. I hope everyone is having a lovely day so far!
~Annie Xxxx