Rescue Me (Niall Horan) (UNDER EDITING)

Chapter 4: Ocean Blue

Tara P.O.V

Sun. A vile thing that rudely awoken me from my peaceful sleep.

"Uhhhh. Go away." I complained at the sun. I knew it would not stop so I crawled out of bed and into the bathroom.

I took off my onesie and jumped into the cold shower. I always have it a bit cooler to wake me up. After about five minutes of showering I hopped out and wrapped myself up in my towel. I walked into my bedroom and found an outfit to wear. I was going to the hospital first thing. Yes I was skipping school, but I just can't handle Ryan so soon. And it gives me the perfect excuse to see that lad sooner.

I finally decided on my high waist jean shorts and red tie dye t-shirt. I put my wet hair up in a bun and went downstairs. I looked around the kitchen and decided against food. I grabbed my purse and darted out my front door.

I don't know why I don't eat anymore. Maybe its because all the times I've been told I should have had an effect. It's not a bad effect though. It at least keeps me slim... Although I could still stand to lose a bit...

I quickly got in my car, drove the short distance to the hospital and made my way inside. I had no idea where I was going, so I went to the nurses station.

"Um.. Excuse me. Do you know where the emergency area is? I'm looking for a man that wad brought here last night and they told me they would be able to update his condition if I came back."

"Oh yes that is no problem. Just follow this hall to the end, turn right, walk to the end and it will be on your left." I thanked her and followed her directions until I found a room with few people and a nurse at a desk. I walked over to her to ask her about the man.

"Excuse me. I was here last night when they brought a man in who looked to be severely injured and they told me they would have more information on this condition today." I explained.

"Oh yes. The doctor is currently in with him. He is awake and you can go in if you want. Room thirteen."

"Thank you." I said as I walked away. I stood in front of the closed door and put my hand on the knob. What am I doing? Did I seriously come here to check on a person I have no idea who it is because I wanted to? What's going on with me.

I shook the thought of my head. I'm here because I want to. I opened the door and pushed it in. I looked at the two people before me. One a doctor of many years and the other? The most beautiful man I have ever seen in my life.

I did not get to really see him too well last night, I had figured he was just some homeless person or druggie but I was dead wrong. He is way too clean-cut to live on the streets.

He was still unconscious but I had never seen someone look that good when they sleep. I think his natural hair colour is Brown. Then he dyed it blonde and then again black. I'm really good at spotting details like this.

I watched as his chest repeatedly rose then fell again. My breath matched his and I stood starring at this beautiful man.

"Oh hello. Your... Kristie right? You were here last night." I snapped out of my daydream.

"Yes doctor. So how is he doing?" I looked again at the broken lad.

"Well all his vital signs seem to be doing alright. There are unfortunately some things that will take time to heal.. His left wrist is sprained and is currently unable to move it. His right figure is also dislocated and will be in a cast. He has a few broken ribs, and a lot of bruising. One last thing about his injuries is we suspect his vocal cords have been damaged due to the severe brushing around his neck and chest."

"Oh my. That sounds bad.. Do you know his name?"

"Unfortunately not. And with all that has happened he will be unable to tell us . Both by speaking and writing..."

"Wait. What does that mean for him? How will he contact his family? How will he get home? How long until he recovers?" I ask at a fast pace.

"As of yet we don't know how he will contact his family, or tell us absolutely anything. We suspect his wrist and finger will be healed in three weeks so he will be able to write stuff. As for his voice, it will be about six weeks." I stood with my mouth wide open.

"Where will he go. He can't possibly stay here for that duration and he can't live on the streets.." My voice fell flat.

"I'm sorry i just don't know. I suppose we have to wait until he wakes. Which should be quiet soon." He says. I nod and take à seat beside the mysterious lad.

This poor Guy. I want to know what happened. How did he end up in this condition and where did he come from?

I sit watching him for another hour before my phone starts ringing.

"Hello?"

"Where the fuck are you?" I gulp.

"R.. Ryan..?"

"Who the fuck else slut."

"I.. I wasn't feeling well... I.. I"

"Shut the fuck up and tell me where you are." Ryan demanded. I notices movement from the bed.

"I have to go. Ill talk to you after. Bye." I hang up and turn my phone off so he couldn't call back. I know I'm going to be in some shit later but it can wait. I saw him move his leg. I run for the doctor.

"Sir.. Sir can you hear me?" The doctor asked. He nodded in response. "Can you open your eyes?" I watched him struggle but finally his eyes opened.

And they were the most magical thing I have ever seen. They shine like the ocean blue across the Atlantic sea. Nothing could look so perfect.

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A/N

fml.... this is too dang short for my liking. This sucks...

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