In this Moment

Chapter Seven

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to." I said to the blonde Irishman who was rolling on the ground clutching his hand in pain.

"Umm I don't think fingers are suppose to turn that color. But that's just me." Harry observed while trying to help Niall off the ground.

"Guys we have to get him to a hospital, now!" Zayn said freaking out.

I held onto Niall's arm with his purple fingers as Liam led the group out of the gym as the rest of the boys followed behind Niall and I. I grabbed  mine and Niall's bag and a rag. When we got into the car that the boys came in Liam started to drive to the hospital. I was seated in between Niall and Harry, while Louis was in the very back and Zayn in the passager's seat. I pulled out the rag and ripped it in two. I took Niall's wounded hand in mine. Once we touch I started to get butterflies, but I controlled myself.

"This my hurt a little, I'm sorry. I'm just going to try to reduce the swelling." I said as I took one piece of the rag in my other hand.

"Its ok I'll be fi-ahh!" Niall screamed as I wrapped the rag around his two swollen and purple fingers. He screamed nearly the entire time I was wrapping them.

"I'm really sorry. Are you okay?" I asked once I was done. I looked at him and his eyes were watery and contained tears that threatened to spill over.

He quickly composed himself. "Oh yeah barely felt a thing." He replied trying to sound manly.

"Are you sure mate because that's not what it sounded like." Louis commented.

"Why don't we ask the people in China what they thought because I'm pretty sure they heard you." Harry's remark sent Niall into silent mode. Wow that's new.

"Shut up." Niall muttered before becoming silent for the rest of the ride.

Once we got to the hospital, a perky young lady came up to us and asked what had happened.

"Umm I fell on something hard." Niall said, trying to cover up the fact that he lost and that a girl broke his hand.

"Yeah, like a rock." I added with a giggle, which earned me a smile from each of the boys and a glare from Niall.

The lady, Sarah, took Niall to the emergency room and we were forced to wait in the room we arrived in.

As we sat there in silence I kept thinking how it might have happened. I felt so bad, I didn't do it intentionally.

"I feel so bad." I said with a sigh, and looked at my feet.

"You should be." Louis said jokingly.

"Louis!" Liam yelled.

"I'm joking!" Louis said with his hands up in defense.

"Don't mess with me Tomlinson, I really do feel bad." I said, giving him a glare.

"Ya wanna go?" Louis sassed me.

"I could take you." I sassed right back. He stood up and came over to were I was sitting and looked down at me.

"Oh yeah?" he replied with a smirk.

I stood up and looked up at his towering height compared to my small five foot six frame. "Ya know in my world you weren't that tall." I said smally and sat back down, as the boys bursted into laughter.

We waited there nervously for about an hour until a doctor came out of the same room Niall went into. He was carrying a clipboard he glanced around the room. When he spotted us he approached our group and greeted us with a smile.

"Hello, are you with Mr. Niall Horan?" he said as he gestured to the emergency room now behind him.

"Yes sir." We all answered in unison.

The doctor raised the clipboard he was holding and read from it, "It turns out he only fractured his middle and ring finger, and bruised his index." as he finished he returned his glance to us with a suspicious look.

"How did this really happen?" he asked.

"Well.." we all started.

"We were playing volleyball," Zayn said,  "and she hit the ball at him." He finished while referring to me.

"Oh. Makes sense." the doctor retorted.

"Is he going to be okay?" I asked concerned written on my face.

"Yes. But he will have to have a full arm cast for four weeks. In fact he should be out of the cast room by now if you all want to come see him?" The doctor asked.

"Ofcourse." Liam replied.

The doctor told us the room number and we walked down the hallway. Somehow half way there I lost the boys and had to find the room on my own. I approached the door to the room I saw through the little window in the door, that the boys weren't there, but Sarah the nurse was. She was getting his machines set up and talking to him. I was just about to open the door when all of a sudden Sarah leaned over and started to make out with Niall. I don't know why it hurt so much to see them do that, but I couldn't bare to watch it anymore. I turned and ran down the hall. I turned a corner and ran into somthing solid, and tall. Or someone?

"Rachel, whats wrong?" Harry asked gripping my shoulders, while the rest of the boys stood behind him.

"Nothing, I just need some fresh air." I lied. "HIs room is right down the hall." I said pointing to it, and with that I ran to the exit while hearing the boys call my name.

When I finally got out of the hospital, I sat on a bench near the front door and brought my knees to my chest. I just countinued to play the scene over and over in my head. This shouldn't bother me, we are friends, and I should be fine with this. But somthing in my head kept telling it was more than that. I numbed the voice and as I looked out on the street across from the hospital, I felt a single cold tear fall on my cheek.