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16. Heart Full Of Soul

A/n Hi :) So I want to make a quick announcement that from now on my chapters will be the number of the chapter and the song as the name of the chosen song for the chapter. I went back to the other chapters that include songs and changed the name of each chapter.

As you have already probably seen, the song for this chapter is Heart Full Of Soul by YardBirds.

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Two ambulances pulled up in front of the apartment building past the police line. Once the firemen extinguished the fire the doctors made their way up to Lloyd's apartment to look for the injured.

I kept telling myself that everything was going to be okay, that Niall and Lloyd would make it out alive. That they will come out with no more than some scratches and smoke-stained faces. I made myself think that Niall got there in time and ducked somewhere with Lloyd where the wouldn't get affected heavily by the explosion.

But what I thought to myself was the opposite of the actual outcome.

The paramedics carried out two stretchers, one containing Niall and the other containing Lloyd. They had those oxygen masks over their mouths and noses as the doctors quickly carried them to the ambulance trucks. That's when I screamed. Nothing held me back.

"No! Niall! No!"

I ran to the truck that they were going to carry Niall in and tried to get on with him.

"Woah, miss," a doctor told me. "I'm afraid only people closely related to him can go."

"But I'm his girlfriend." The words came out without me even thinking about my response first. It seemed like they just appeared out of thin air.

The man looked at me sympathetically and let me on without any questioning. I hopped in without looking back and the paramedic got on with me. The back doors closed and we sped off in a noisy rush.

Looking at him, I couldn't really make out any cuts or bruises, but the blood was everywhere. I was choked up though no tears came. I just prayed that I didn't lose him.

The car that carried Lloyd had already arrived seconds before us. The doctors ran out to our vehicle and hoisted Niall's stretcher out. They rushed him inside. I was right next to them, not missing a step.

"Stay with me, Niall," I pleaded. "You hear?"

At that moment, Niall's eyes fluttered slightly. He looked at me for a split second. And in that split second, he tried reaching for my hand. But then he closed his eye and his hand came down. No. No, no, no, no, no. No. Please, no. He couldn't go, not now. Not when I needed him. I felt my eyes swell up with tears thicker than lead. They cascaded down my cheeks, and I didn't even try to wipe them away. I hated crying, and this situation was not helping.

At some point, a nurse told me that I can't go any further. I decided to listen since there really was no use of fighting against her. The last thing I needed was getting sedated.

As I went to sit down in the waiting area I realized something: all those little scenes I saw being played out in my mind during my panic attacks have so far come to reality. All of them. What was going on? Was I psychic? What else was I going to predict?

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"Miss Robin?" a doctor called.