The Countdown

Accidents and Truth Telling

(Unknown Pov.)

I hopped in my dad's car, he offered to drive me to work since my car wasn't working. Buckling up as he sped off down the street. The drive to work was a long one, but dad made it fun. Music blaring and and joking as we drove. Pulling to an empty intersection as we sat for the light to turn. Our light went green and i looked out the front window at the sunset, it was beautiful. And that's when i heard heard horns, swerving, i felt a spin, and then my mind went blank. 

I opened my eyes to see a white light, blinking a few times i realized i was in a hospital. I walked around a bit until i found a door, i saw my parent's inside and i got worried. My dad had a cast on his left arm, and a bandage around his head. What had happened? He was driving me to work a few minutes ago.

I opened the door, and no one seemed to take notice as i propped myself on the nearest wall. They talked about "the accident" and what had happened. That must be where dad got the cast and stuff from. I guess it happened when he was coming home from dropping me off. Or so i thought..

"Now about your son", the doctor stated and my ears perked up. Why weren't they addressing me directly?

"As you know he did not make it.. And i give you my condolences but is there anything more you want to know?"

I didn't know how to react. Didn't make it??? I obviously made it, im standing right here?! I started to panic as my mother looked up, red eyes and tears stained cheeks she mumbled out "Who was his match..?" This question caught my attention as well as the lights started to get brighter. And the name i heard was a name of a girl i was sadly destined to never see again... And with my final thought, i mumbled her name as the room went white, and i slipped into the after life.

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(Ella's Pov.)

I was around 9 at night and i was just finishing putting away the clean dishes as the home phone rang. My mother rushed to get it. I soon heard her tone shift. From pleasant and happy to stern and worried in the blink of an eye. She looked up at me with tear filled eyes and i was instantly dismayed. What was going on?

I closed the final cabinet door and turned around to see my mother handing the phone in my direction. I took it quickly into my shaking hand and held it to my ear.

"Hello?"

"Ella? Is that you? Oh dear im so so sorry!" the voice on the phone cried out. "It's about Niall" and with that statement my blood ran cold.

"What happened?" i asked quietly, my words filled with rage and worry.

"He was in a car accident with dad on the way to work tonight. He didn't make it." the woman on the phone cried. I had finally put the voice to a person, it was his older sister Melissa.

"Mel, im so sorry for your loss, but can i ask why you're calling me about this? Why am i one of the first people on the list..?"

"Well... You're his match why wouldn't you want to know??"

"His what....?" i gasped dropping the phone. It wasn't possible. The timer never went off. It's not him. With this thought i glanced down at my left wrist, hoping for some reassurance, but when i looked down i noticed that the numbers were frozen. They weren't changing and this caused me to sob. It couldn't be him, why had the numbers stopped?

***

I spent the next hour on the office floor, my crying had eventually stopped but that did not mean my mind had stopped running a mile a minute. And in that moment my mother came in to join me on the floor. Taking hold of my left hand and squeezing it tight. 

"Ella you want some answers don't you.." I nodded as if this fact wasn't obvious enough. "Well have you ever noticed how some people have their clock on their right wrist and some have it on their left? That is what makes you different. If your clock is on your left wrist it will only hit zero once your lover has realized the truth. Or the pair finally makes a connection. In your case you and Niall didn't have a good relationship, and your timer would not have gone off until that was solved."

This brought tears to my eyes, while i was out and about hoping to find true love i didn't realize that i had known him all along. I just decided to ignore him because of his demeanor. But now my clock was frozen on 6days 2 hours and 15seconds. And to think that six days from know i would have known the truth is an insane thought, but i hated that i would never experience those zeros. 

This is all i could think about as i dragged myself up the stairs and into bed. I didn't sleep that night because all i could think about was him, my zero.