Never Ever Forget (Niall Horan)

Chapter Two

Nialls P.O.V.

I swerved the car, desperately trying to gain control, but I was losing this battle. I heard Holly Rose's head smash against the front of the car, a weak whimper escaped her mouth, and she went limp just as the front of the car was crushed by an oncoming truck.

The car creaked to a stop. My breath becomming more even. I turned to see if Holly Rose was ok. A lump formed in my throat as I saw the deep red gash running down the side of her beautiful face.

I shook her frail body begging her to come back to me, where she belonged. "H-H-Holly" I stammered, "p-p-please Holly, w-wake up, I need you, I'm s-so sorry, y-you were right, Holly, please dont leave me." But it was obvious she wasnt waking up.

I took my phone out of my pocket and frantically dialed Harry's number but then remembered that the fight that we had minutes before and knew that I needed help, Even though I did not admit it.

My shaking fingers began to dial the numbers you know so well, but hope that you will never have to call.

999.

"Nine nine nine whats your emergency". Emergency, I can't believe that because of my recklesneess Holly was now in danger.

"Emm" I gasped "My girlfriend told me not to drive and now oh god, she's bleeding, and its my fault, I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry" her voice was so calm and controlled "please start again, what services do you require"

"An ambulance," I began.

"Are you okay sir, ambulances will be dispatched immediatly, where's your location"

"I was at a party, and I was drinking and she told me not to drive and I did and now she might be, might be" and then I could not stop them coming, the tears, streaming down my face.

"Might be what Sir???" she asked sternly.

"Dead" I whispered.

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 The ambulance came closer, I could hear it gaining, To take Holly Rose away to fight for her life, what if she did not want to fight, what if she was mad at me, and could not see any reason to life,

Why did I come out okay when the person I cared about more than anything was paying the price, the price that could end up being her life.

The ambulance pulled up beside the wreckage and pried Holly's limp body from the car, They looked at me as if I was a criminial. I was not was I??? I reached for the lump in my pocket and threw it across the road and watched as it got run over by the very truck that hit.

They placed her delicatley onto a strectcher and began to roll her away and I rushed to her aid but one of the paramedics stopped me in my tracks. He clamped his hand around my arm and whispered "Think you've done enough already, don't you son?"

My heart cracked, Igasped for air,I  was panicking, it was my fault. I put my head in my hands and sobbed, loud, angry sobs that I coudn't control. I didn't care who saw me...

A squad car turned up for me soon after and we began the longest journey ever, the officer was a man in about his fourties and apparently his daughter, 14 year old Emma (big fan, big fan) and he tried to exchange small talk, how did her expect me to be in the mood.

I opened my phone and went onto twitter. I searched for @itshollyrose.

I scrolled through her mentions, there was some nice fans, telling her that they shipped us, but there was obviously the hate, telling her that they hated her, that she was ugly and she did not deserve to be with me

They were wrong, I did not deserve to be with her, She deserved a guy who would not endanger her.

I began to type,

@Itshollyrose Im sorry its my fault you were rite

I watched as the mentions poured in, but did not read them, We were at the hospital.

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She was on life support, her battered face bruised, the beep of the machine filling the empty room, we had not contacted her parents yet, her father was not to speak of and her mother was not really the type that would miss he only daughter. All she cared about was the endless stream of low life men that came and went, Holly Rose was strong about that. I admired that.

"Is she going to be ok" I asked the doctor, a nice man, Doctor O'Brien. "I think she may be alright. At the moment we cant't see any signs of serious damag e but she hit her head pretty hard, and its too early to tell what the long term damage will be but she will live".

I let out a sigh of relief I had never been so relieved in my whole life.

"We have a spare room in the back, I think you should you should stay" he smiled at me.:"'

"Can I stay here, I wanna be with Holly and yeah I really need to hit the hay" he patted me on the back. "Good lad"

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I woke up and I was hungry, I went to get breakfast then yesterdays memories came back to me and a horrible pit came in my stomach.

I turned to see Holly and she let out a small moan. I walked groggily over to her side and held her hand and kissed it soflty,

She groaned in pain. "I'm sorry" I whispered.

Her eyelids fluttered and her lips parted then closed again, her eyes opened and then a panicked look took over her slumbered face.

I kissed her, not soflty but like I had never kissed her before, she started screaming pushing me of me and scraping my face and crying.

A nurse ran in.

"Get him off me" she pleaded.

I shot her a confused look,

"You have every right to be be annoyed but please Holly.."

"Who's Holly" she stammered "and who are you......................."

A/N so yeah that is chapter two so Hullaballo???