"The base." I repeated looking at him. "You three could barely make it there, how do except us to?" I asked bewildered.
"You have an extra tire, plus enough gas and food to get there." He answered leaning his head back on a shelf.
"We'll do it." Michael said slurring his words. "This is my fault." He said looking past me.
"No it's not." I said furrowing my brows in confusion.
Michael sighed deeply, "Ye-"
"-Great, you will leave in the morning. I doubt it would be safe to go out there now." Zayn said changing the subject.
I looked at Michael and bent down next to Niall as Liam made his way back to the front with the paper and pen.
"I think I have everything," He said scanning the paper again, "but you were the one that did better than me." He handed Zayn the paper and checking Niall's temperature with the back of his hand.
"Also if there are Tetanus shots. We could use those." Zayn said grabbing the pen and jotting it down.
"For?" I asked looking at him, "He didn't get stabbed by a rusty nail." I retorted.
"It's not the rusty nail that causes it. It's the bacteria." Liam said pressing another towel up to Niall's wound.
"We should probably get rest." Michael said from behind me. I turn around to look at him, at the angle I'm in, I see that his eyes are blood shot.
"Are you drunk?" I ask him standing up.
He looks away from me. "Yes he is, him and Niall both were." Liam said looking up at me slightly.
I look back at them and back to Michael. "Yeah, we should just go to bed." I said going back to where I was originally; the office room was a dark room, with a desk in the middle of it and a television hanging off of the wall. I go back to where I woke up and lie down for quite some time, willing sleep to come.
"Don't you think that you should come and sleep with the rest of us?" Michael's voice asks from the doorway.
"No, I think this will do." I replied shortly. Michael doesn't answer me and there are feet retreating so I assume the conversation is done.
After a short moment there is movement next to me and a blanket being thrown over me. "Michael what-"
"-I'm trying to sleep." He answers plainly.
I roll my eyes and turn over, "Yeah, whatever."
"Are you mad at me?" He asks after a moment of silence.
"No." I said honestly.
"Are you sure?" He asks grabbing my shoulder to turn me around.
"Yes, I would tell you if I was." I said turning around.
"Good." He said pulling me into a hug and kissing my forehead sloppily. "Are you nervous about tomorrow?" He asks after a while.
"Nervous?"
"To see your sister." He says holding me tighter.
"No,I don't think so." I shrug curling up closer to him. If she's even there. I think to myself.
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Okay. This chapter is shorter than last time. Oopss.
Word count: 524
Bye.
