Made with Love...

Chapter Twenty: Unbearable.

"Mr.Styles"

"Mr.Styles"

"Hello? Mr.Styles!"

I snapped out of my deep thoughts to look down at the concerned nurse. She shook her head and looked down at her clipboard, kind of like what she did earlier.

"Her room is 430" She gave me a slight smile "You may see her"

I quickly thanked her and sprinted towards her room not bothering to check the room numbers. Only passing 4 rooms to get to hers. I walked in to only to hear machines beeping and slow breathing.

There she was.

The Julie I knew was happy, healthy and beautiful. But this Julie was different. A lot different. She was still beautiful, without a doubt. But, she looked unhealthy, sick. Cuts and bruises were formed all over her small body. She could barely carry that baby. Her hair was falling out, but that never stood in the way of her beautiful hair. She looked tired, desperate. Like she needed help. But we were too late by the looks of it.

I shook my head, not wanting to see more. I simply walked over and kissed her head and just walked out. I couldn't take it.

Niall POV:

I was glad that the boys were fine, i've been worried about them all night and by now it was 5 a.m still haven't gotten sleep but i'm alert waiting for Julie to be fine.

I walked out of Liam's room, leaving Zayn to talk to him. I walked along the hallway to see Harry coming out of a room, sadness overcoming his face.

"Harry?" I said loud enough for him to hear; making him to stop in his tracks.

"She ah.. She's in there.. " He looked down at his feet "In a coma.."

I looked at him, my heart sinking. In a coma? Did I hear right?

I walked right pass him, quickly opening the door to see that he wasn't lying. Her eyes were closed, her body badly beaten with cuts along with it. She was still beautiful to me in every way. To admit it, I was broken by the way she looked. She looked broken, and to think this all happened cause I brought Claire into my life? This is my fault.

I grabbed a chair and pulled it next to Julie's bed. I grabbed her small hand placing it with mine putting my other hand on top of it. I smiled at her even though she couldn't tell.

"I'm sorry Julie.." I said softly "This is all my fault.. All of it. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be in this hospital bed. You'd be with Lily, being the great mother you are. I'm sorry I put you through this, You know.. I never told you this.. Maybe I'm to much of a coward to say this directly to your face"

I laughed a little at my choice of word to describe myself; Tears filled my eyes and didn't bother to stay in place. Falling on top of our hands. I looked up and smile again. She does this to me.

"I'm sorry babe, i'm so sorry. You never left my mind when I was with Claire. I'm in love with you and always have. Ever since Year 2, I've always thought you were beautiful. The way you smile, they way you laugh, the way your friendly with everyone. Your just so perfect and I couldn't believe that you wanted some idiot like me... You weren't meant to be with someone like me.. You always deserved better.. Way better. But, I love you.. I'm in love with you Juliette Bonnet.. And all your little things" I let out a small chuckle "And I can't forget our beautiful daughter Lily, she misses you babe. We all miss you.. Including me.. Please wake up soon.. I need you to be here with me, to talk to me.. I want to make things right again. I love you"

And I mean it, if only you knew.

Julie's thoughts:

I'm getting frustrated, why can't I open my eyes! Why are they so heavy? I can't even move my body! What's going on? Where am I? I need help..