The Lucky Stranger (One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter 12

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Throwing myself off one wall to the other, I paced, slumped and faced the white walls that controlled my not-so-stable temper while I -and Julian- waited for someone to walk out of the also white, hard doors.

Someone would've been nice. Hell, anyone at this point would've been a delight at our state. Just knowing how Alicia was doing, what exactly was going on; knowing these important stuff could've eased our stress.

Maybe not effectively, but it would've put a dent in our pile.

My eyes drifted to Julian. Still being cherry red faced, he was down on the marble floor, crying and giving up on crying, then not being able to handle himself starting sobbing again.

What an attached brother, I thought to myself, then quickly dismissed it. If anything happened to my sisters, especially after going through what Julian had been through this past 4 months. I would've been as distraught as Julian. At least.

The circle shaped windows to the ICU faintly showed us what was going on inside. I didn't want to leave the windows, but it wasn't like I could anyway. It was like I was attached to the door by some invisible force.

So, this is what it is for Julian. I thought.

Loud beeping sounded and Julian got up from the floor and took his spot, looking through the window, next to me.

This beeping wasn't any sound, though.

This beeping was coming from the machine Alicia was attached to. I didn't know what the beeping was supposed to mean.

I guess both me and Julian clued in when they brought in a defibrillator, and they started charging the thing on Alicia.

Julian started sobbing uncontrollably, seeing how Alicia's heart monitor was now flat. The doctors were starting to panic. She was dying.

Alicia was dying.

A tear rolled down my face. Then another. And a few others. 

I refused to cry.

I refused to believe that Alicia was dying.

After everything she had been through. After sleepless nights of searching for her.

I simply refused.

A full minute of no heartbeat had passed. The doctors were still charging the defibrillator and giving Alicia a heart massage but-

No, Liam. Don't you dare say but. You are not going through this again.

Not again.

Before I knew it, I was pounding my fist on the window and shouting encouragements to Alicia's lifeless body. She couldn't die. 

I was no doctor, but I wouldn't let her.

A torn Julian, pulled at my arm, trying to usher me down. I fought my way out of his grip continuing to yell at her. I was getting tired, but I wasn't giving up yet.

I wasn't giving up. Period.

That was when Julian slapped me across the face.

"PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER! SHE'S GONE!" He screamed in my face. Being the stubborn person I was, I kept on looking through the window. I slammed my fist on the door one last time before I had no energy in me to push or pull or hit or scream or shout. Alicia wasn't gone.

She was still in there. She just needed to come back.

I watched as the defibrillator was charged one last time.

I prayed from the depths of my heart. I wished so bad for Alicia to be okay.

I wished for her to wake up. I wished to see her eyes again.

I squeezed my eyes because I didn't want to cry. I was shaking, I was shaken and I wasn't going to admit my loss.

Beep.

My head shot up so fast I heard my neck crack.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

Alicia.

She was alive.

Alicia was alive.

I debated on whether I should slap myself. I gave up on the thought soon after, loving this way life was going, even if it was a mirage.

Picking Julian off the floor, I hugged the life out of him. 

Alicia was back.

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I had spent the past 14 hours on and off hospital chairs, waiting at the doors of the ICU. Most of the time I was daydreaming, thinking of my life after everything was alright. After the doctors came out to give Julian and I the greatest news at that precise moment. After Julian's flesh turned to its normal colour. After my bum wasn't sore anymore. After Alicia was all better. After she was checked out and ready to continue her happy life.

Maybe I could have her in my future.I caught myself thinking. Just as I was about to judge myself, the ICU doors were pushed open.

I couldn't exactly move. I have yet to catch my breath.

Julian, on the other hand, had shuffled to his feet running the close distance to the doctor that had walked out. I faintly inhaled before getting up as well.

"How is Alicia, doctor?" Julian spent no time, asking.

"It seems like Alicia stopped breathing at a point, her heart stopped. Why, we still don't know."

"And?" I interrupted. "When is she waking up?"

"Hard to tell actually. It won't be for long. You've just been a witness to the toughest time, she'll ever go through in her state. My theory is she'll be awake in a short while."

Knowing I didn't have to wait much longer to see Alicia awake again, saying I was overjoyed was an understatement. I'd never seen Julian smile this big. Ever.

Hold on Alicia. Just a bit longer.

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Alicia's POV

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

That same noise again. I was getting tired of hearing the same rythme. I was about to do something about it when I tried to sit up.

I couldn't.

I couldn't even open my eyes. I was too weak.

Too weak to even open my eyes. The nurses would've probably advised me to rest. Great advice.

I could feel the air in the room was a bit cold and it was silent.

I was utterly alone.

This was going to be a long day.

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I know it's pretty short and I'm really sorryyy :(( I'm gonna try and do my best to update sooner, but meanwhile, enjoyy and thanks for readingg :D

-Lexiee :))