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~Liam's POV~
I don't think I've ever felt this guilty in my entire life. I was constantly trying to get Nialls attention during the book signing but he was ignoring me. He was being so quiet and I knew that it was my fault. He took what I said to heart. I don't know why I thought he wouldn't.
The fans were asking me if Niall was okay constantly and I felt so guilty lying, telling them he was just tired, when I knew he was like this because of what I said.
Signing book after book was surprisingly tiring. My hand was aching. Suddenly I had a break, there was no boom for me to sign. I looked over and say that a creepy looking man was whispering to Niall and had no book. Nialls eyes were darting across the room. He looked terrified. I looked around for Paddy and saw him in the distance trying to get through the crowd. All of a sudden there was a huge banging noise that echoed throughout the entire room. Everyone started screaming and crying. I was confused until I turned around and saw Niall. He was hunched over the desk with blood trickling from his mouth. The white t-shirt he was wearing was turning a dark red colour. I was frozen in shock. I saw Paddy tackling the man and Louis and Harry screaming at Niall to keep his eyes open. The fans were distraught.
All I could focus on were Nialls eyes. His eyes were fluttering shut before they'd open again, filled with different emotions. Fear, confusion and pain. It was like I could see the life draining from him. His eyes were glassy and the bright blue colour of his eyes was quickly fading too a dull grey. For the last time, his eyes shut and I just hoped that that wasn't the last time I saw those eyes.
By the time the ambulance came I was in tears. What if Niall dies? The last things I said to him were horrible. What if he dies and I never get the chance to apologise and tell him that what I said wasn't true.. That it was far from the truth.
I was just missing Sophia so much and took out my frustration on Niall. I knew I shouldn't have said it.. I just couldn't stop myself. Now I don't even know if I'll ever get to apologise to him and that scares the crap out of me. I could loose my best friend.
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At the hospital
The journey to the hospital was manic. Fans were trying to follow is still. I know they just wanted to see if Niall was okay but they need to realise that they are making things more difficult than they already are. The traffic to Dublin was ridiculous, we had lost sight of the ambulance about forty five minutes ago. So we were sat in the jeep in a line of traffic while my best friend could be dying in a hospital bed on his own. No one was allowed in the ambulance with him. He was in critical condition apparently. Poor Harry was still in hysterics while Louis was trying to calm him down. Harry had a thing for Niall. He has since last year actually but never told him. I'm pretty sure Niall likes him also.
"What if he dies Louis?" Harry screamed, tears running down his red cheeks "What if I never get to tell him how I feel? I love him Louis! I live every inch of him and he might never know! How will I be able to live with that!" He was still sobbing, his breathing uneven.
"Harry you need to calm down. I'm sure Niall will be fine, he's in excellent hands. You're not going to be able to help Niall if you end up in a hospital bed yourself. Stop crying and breathe. We'll be there in a few minutes so you need to calm down now or they won't let you see him, right Liam?" Louis turned to me. I could see the tears in his eyes but he was holding them back, trying to be strong for us.
"Louis is right Harry, you need to calm down and so do I. We need to be there for Niall and his family. God Maura must be devastated." I said putting my face in my hands.
"We're here boys" Paddy said as he parked the car in the hospital car park.
All of us sprinted to the front door and to the reception desk.
"Hi, we're looking for Niall Horan please" I said quickly to the woman the desk.
"Okay honey, let's see, Mr.Horan is is surgery at the moment but you are welcome to wait in the waiting room down the hall opposite the surgery room." The woman said kindly.
"Okay thank you" I said giving the woman a quick smile before we rushed to the waiting room.
I was terrified that Niall wouldn't make joy through the surgery, but there was nothing I could do. I took a seat in the waiting room beside Louis, who was lying his back against the wall with his eyes closed. Harry was sitting on a chair with his knees up against his chest staring blankly at the wall in front of him. Paddy was calling Nialls parents and I decided to text Zayn just to let him know. He may not be in the band anymore, but I know he still thinks of Niall as his younger brother and would want to be here for him.
The only thing we could do now is wait.
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Five Hours Later
Five hours. We've been waiting for five hours and still haven't heard anything. Zayn had arrived half an hour ago along with Nialls family. Everyone was starting to get extremely impatient. Maura already had to hold Bobby back from storming out the door and searching for doctors. Greg was crying silently. I knew him and Niall had a fight a few days ago and I'm assuming by the way he's acting now they didn't resolve it. Maura is surprisingly calm, saying she has a gut feeling that Niall will be okay. I'll believe her because it's the only hope I have. Poor Theo is just confused. He keeps asking where his uncle Ni is and I feel my heart breaking even more every time he asks it. He even threw a tantrum before he fell asleep. Denise had to calm him down before they were asked to leave. Luckily he fell asleep and is still sleeping. Zayn is still crying. I know he feels guilty for not being there for Niall, but it wasn't his fault. How could he have known? Louis fell asleep a while ago after making me promise to wake him up if anything happens. Harry just looked lost. Niall was like a part of him, and he's just lost without him. I know he feels like he failed his job at protecting the boy he loves. He's completely devastated. On Twitter the fans are going crazy. Niall is all over the news and the Internet. People are worried and want to know what's going on, but how can we tell them if we don't know ourselves? Simon is coming tomorrow. He's in France at the moment and it's the earliest he can get here. We all know Niall is Simons favourite in the band. He feels protective over him and I completely understand because everyone feels that way. Sophia can't be here. She's in Australia and won't be able to come. Maybe it's for the best though. I don't want her to see me this upset.
I'm just hoping Niall is doing okay for everyone's sake.
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Six hours later
After six hours of waiting a doctor finally walks into the room.
"Is everyone here for Mr.Horan?" The doctor asked.
"Yes all of us are. Is my son okay?" Bobby said standing up.
"Mr.Horan is stable for the moment. He was shot in the side, and unfortunately, the bullet his an artery causing him to loose a lot of blood. Luckily enough he got here quickly. His heart did stop twice but we were luckily able to revive him. He is in a medically induced coma so when his body heals he should wake up. Now, some things can still go wrong at this point such as stitches reopening, but I'm more worried about his mental health. Niall will most likely be traumatised by this accident and I'd advise that he goes to therapy after he is physically well. It's going to be a lot of work, but I know he has a lot of people who love him and would be willing to help him. He's just out of recovery if you'd like to see him, in room 236 on the third floor. Now, he will look extremely pale from the blood loss and he is also hooked up to multiple wires. This is nothing to be worried about and I assure you that Mr.Horan is in the best of hands."
"Thank you so much." I said and breathed out a sigh of relief. Harry was already out the door ahead of the doctor. I was quick to follow behind Harry who had ditched the lift and decided to take the stairs, running up them two at a time. I ran after him bad I heard multiple footsteps following behind me. I could see Harry at the end of the hallway looking through an open door which I'm guessing was Nialls room. He had tears running down his face and his hand over his mouth to try and quiet his sobs. I quickly sprinted over to the Harry and looked in the door.
Nothing would ever prepare me for what I was looking at. I felt the tears welling up in my eyes. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
To be continued
(A/N I'll post part 3 as soon as I can. School is starting tomorrow so I'll be really busy but I'll try my best to update quicker! Sorry for the wait~ Bekah x)
