Through the Dark // Liam Payne fanfic

Chapter 30

Ariella's Pov

1 more hour

1 more hour

He hasn't woken up or even moved within the past five hours. I have been laying next to him the entire time with Louis sitting in the chair across from us and the other guys scattered around the room.

We sat in silence for a majority of the time. Occasionally I fell asleep and when I woke up next to him I wondered how we ended up here.

One minute we were kissing under the candle lit garden after a romantic proposal, and the next we were fighting for our lives in an abandoned warehouse.

Now we are laying together in bed and I'm listening to the torturous sound of the heart monitor go off every six seconds, hoping and praying that it doesn't stop beeping, because that slow beep is the only thing giving me hope at the moment.

At around the third hour harry had a mental breakdown. He was sat in the corner hugging his knees and slightly rocking back and forth. I'm not sure if it was the agonizing silence or the tormenting sound of the heart monitor that set him off.

All I know is he jumped out of his position and punched the wall yelling how unfair it was. Something like "why couldn't he die, they had to torture us more by giving us false hope when he wasn't going to make it anyway" or something. Then he ran his hand through his hair and stormed out of the room in tears of fury.

Louis chased after him and came back around 30 min later and Harry was much calmer. He resumed hugging his knees in his original position in the corner.

Now we were sat, two hours later, in the same position. I pulled out my mangled and cracked iPhone and checked the time- 11:11

Please please don't let him die please he doesn't deserve this. He hasn't done anything wrong, please don't let him die was the wish I made, not surprisingly.

49 more minutes

A light knock was heard at the door which caused all our heads to turn. I sat up and motioned for Zayn to get the door, since he was the closest.

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't realize there were people in here" the polite nurse apologized. She looked about my age with her long blonde hair pulled back in a loose ponytail. She had natural makeup on with her blue scrubs, quite pretty.

"We don't take visitors past 10 o'clock, but you are welcome to come back tomorrow" she said sweetly

"There might not be a tomorrow" harry muttered from the corner

"Pardon?" She asked innocently

"He only has less than an hour, can we please stay?" I asked my voice sounded raspy and worn out.

She checked her clipboard and skimmed through some paperwork. She hugged the clipboard to her chest and nodded politely.

"Of course, call me if you need anything" she said as her blue eyes softened and she exited the room.

Once I heard the door close I fell back onto the soft bed. I winced in pain when I felt something rip in my stomach. I quickly lifted up the sweatshirt to reveal my white bandages. I looked at the for a few moments until they began to turn red.

"Not now" I groaned

"Oh my gosh" Louis said standing up "I'll get the nurse" he said jogging out of the room to retrieve the blonde nurse. Zayn and Harry rushed to my side while Niall hobbled over on his crutches

"Does it hurt?"

"Can I do anything?"

"Are you okay?"