Little Things -[Niall Horan fanfic]

Chapter 4

The doctor told Niamh she could leave in a couple of hours and left the room. She sat on the bed waiting for Jenny to come back. She thought back to when she woke up. Was that really Niall Horan sitting next to me, she thought no it must have been a dream, Why would Niall Horan be sitting in my hospital room. She thought back even further to when she fell in the water. Everything was fuzzy but she could remember someone singing. It was one of the most beautiful songs she’d ever heard and the person singing it had the voice of an angel. She hummed the song but she didn’t recognise it. She fiddled with the blanket as she tried to remember what happened after she was pulled from the water. All Niamh had been told was she was saved by some boy. She wondered who the mysterious boy was that saved her life. She was filled with boredom as she waited, Jenny was taking forever. She reached over to the little table next to her bed and picked up her phone. It was filled with messages. She clicked onto them. She couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw that the mysterious boy that pulled her from the water was Niall Horan. NIALL HORAN she wanted to scream. She took a few deep breaths. Niall Horan saved my life she thought as she flicked through the messages. She couldn’t believe that people just stood around taking pictures and now others are sending her messages asking what it was like to meet Niall Horan. She smacked her phone back onto the table.

Niall couldn’t see Jenny but he made his way back up to Niamhs room, not getting anything to eat. He figured the doctor would be finished and didn’t want Niamh to feel alone. He figured Jenny would come back up when she found Beibhinn. He walked into her room and noticed her tense when she saw him. “How are you?” he asked as he took the seat next to her bed. Niamhs heart beat faster, she was glad the heart monitor had been removed. She built up her courage. “I’m fine” she said with a smile. “Thanks to you” she added. “Anytime” he replied with a smile. She stared into his blue eyes. She felt the butterflies in her tummy. She had such a crush on him. It wasn’t a fan crush though she didn’t care that he was famous, she didn’t care that he was Niall Horan. His smile, his laugh, everything made her heart beat faster and her tummy flutter. The made little conversation but when Jenny still hadn’t arrived back ten minutes later they decided to ring her. Niamh picked up her phone dialled Jenny’s number. It rang and rang but just went to voicemail. She tried her a few more times before she left a message. “Hey, Jenny where are you? Call me back” she placed the phone back on the little table

Jenny was lying on the concrete ground. She couldn’t hear the large crowd of fans anymore. She wondered if she’d been there so long they’d gone home. She felt as if she was being lifted from the ground. She could no longer feel the cold concrete touching her skin. A sharp pain shot through her knee indicating it had been moved but she was certain she didn’t move it, she hadn’t got enough energy. She felt the strong arms that were carrying her place her back down on the ground. The screams of the crowds were like a whisper getting louder. She could feel someone shaking her chest a little. “Can you hear me? Come on sweetheart if you can hear my squeeze me hand?” She felt a hand wrap around hers. She couldn’t find the energy to squeeze it. She gave it a little squeeze, she wasn’t sure if it was noticeable but then the soothing male voice spoke again.

“That’s it can you open your eyes for me”. She tried to open her eyes but failed.

“Come on sweetheart”

“What ‘appened” she slurred as she forced her eyes to open. It was a blur at first but as her eyes focused she saw the tanned, dark haired male, with gorgeous green eyes leaning over her. She tried to sit up but he gently pushed her back down. “Beibhinn, I have to find Beibhinn” she slurred as she tried to sit up once more.

 “Hey, just lie down, relax, I’m Jason can you tell me your name”. Jenny realised it was the paramedic that helped Niamh.

 “Jenny” she said in almost a whisper. She once again tried to sit up. “I have to find Beibhinn, she couldn’t get in so, I went to look for her” she said in a panic. “Just calm down” Jason whispered soothing words to Jenny. He looked at the gash on her knee. It was a deep wound that he was certain was going to need stitches. He took a look at the cut on her forehead that trickled blood down her face.

“Do you think you can sit up?” he asked and she pushed herself into a sitting position with help from Jason. A wave of dizziness washed over her and she almost fell back down. Jason knelt behind her and kept her steady.

“I’m good” She said when the dizziness passed.

She looked around she was in the middle of a car park away from the crowd. She glanced at the gash on her knee which caused her to flinch and the blood that trickled from her head was dripping onto her t-shirt.

“We have to get you inside, do you think you can walk?” he asked and Jenny responded with a nod. He helped her up and she balanced on her right leg. She put pressure on her left leg and a sharp pain shot through her leg. Jason caught her before she could fall.

“Put your arms around me” he told her but she shook her head.

“I’m too heavy”

“I’ve already carried you once today, just your arms around me” she put her arms around neck and he picked her up. She hissed as pain radiated from the gash in her knee. “Thanks” she whispered as he carried her towards the back door of the hospital where surprisingly there were no fans.

 “It’s my job” he replied

“But you’re not on duty and even then thanks for helping my friend Niamh”

“Anytime” he said as he push open the back door to the hospital. He carried her through the surprisingly empty corridors to A&E. A nurse rushed up with a wheel chair and he placed her in it. Jason wheeled her into an exam room and they waited for a doctor.