All Chapters of Frame Of Mind: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Emma's birthday was made special by an anonymous person, and she was quite delighted. She was on her way to see Niall and to also give him the news that Sarah has woke up. She wanted to meet Sarah as soon as possible but she also knew that Niall has been depressed due to Sarah's situation so she wanted her with him. She finally reached there and was standing outside.She went in, there was no one except some house cleaners. All the maids were doing their work silently.'Where's Mr. Niall?' She asked one of the maids.'Up, in his bedroom. He told us to clean the house except for the room in which he is.' The maid said and continued her work.She started to walk towards the stairs when another maid stopped her.'I'm sorry ma'am but...''But?' Emma asked.'He said, he needs some alone time and no one should disturb so, please be careful. You know his anger.' The maid continued and started doing her work again.

Emma was standing in front of Niall who was sleeping deeply. She was thinking about whatever happened in the past and it made her eyes teary. But someone broke her concentration 'What are you doing here?' He said and Emma looked at Niall. But Niall was still asleep, then who was here. Emma thought when the person said again.'Emma?' Emma looked up at the door of Niall's room and found Drake standing there. 'Drake?' She whispered.And walked hurriedly towards him.'What are you doing here?' She asked further.'I heard that you are here so, I came to see you.' Said Drake.'In early morning? And who told you?' Asked Emma'Jeremy. He was in a hurry since he had to visit the hospital to see Niall's manager.''Lower down your voice.' Emma said and pointed Niall who was laying on his bed.'Niall?' He said and went towards him But E

He came and sat beside me. It was like every minute was passing like seconds. I shifted on the opposite side just to avoid any kind of conversation. After a minute a girl came to him and started being touchy with him. I looked at them with disgusting expressions and averted my gaze. Just after a second, I heard him yelling at that girl.'Can you stop it!!' screamed Mr. Niall.People standing around us stared at him. We are acting like strangers, it's like I know him but I don't. What were these feelings? The girl quickly ran away from there feeling embarrassed. I laughed inside and then stopped when I saw Mr. Niall looking at me.  Just after this, I saw myself sitting somewhere really close to Mr. Niall. We both were smiling looking at each other. What was happening now? Where did the disco party go? Why are we sitting here alone too close to each other? 

It was quite awkward for Sarah at first cause since she had recovered from being unconscious everyone was acting like they all cared a lot more for her than they used to. Especially, Jeremy, Sam, and now Niall. But Niall took it a bit far than what she had expected. What did he mean by he missed me? Why did he kiss my hand? Such thoughts started bubbling up in Sarah's mind. She felt a bit awkward as she looked in his eyes. Before when she used to see him in his eyes, she used to greet a cold or an unexplainable feeling in it but today it was something else. Today, those eyes told some other story. The story of pure affection for someone, the story of longing to love someone. Those eyes today, looked so innocent. These feelings which she could see in those two beautiful green eyes were new for Sarah. But besides these feelings, she could also see tiredness and dark circles below those near to perfect eyes. Niall's eyes we

'Welcome home Sarah!!' Everyone shouted as I opened the gate for her. She still has the bandages on her head and forehead but she was able to walk all the way up. Aunt Hannah, Aunt Merylin, and Caroline were here. I forgot how to smile in the most few days but seeing them this much happy made my heart smile too. As soon as Sarah entered the house her mother hugged her and started to cry a bit. Of course, as a mother, she was the most worried one among all of us. After coming here, far away from my parents I rarely talked with them. It's been almost two months since I last talked to them. They also didn't even bother to ask if I recovered from my phobia or not.As I saw them being happy within themselves, being so worried about Sarah my eyes got flooded and I realized something when I saw all of them laughing and smiling. The day since I came here I was so depressed that I forgot to see these smiles and these optimistic faces. I was so