Not A Fan(Niall Horan Fanfic)

chapitre 6. {edited}

Heather's pov

Me and my mum entered the plane and sat down in our seats. I couldn't believe I was actually going home! It felt like it had been forever. I smiled at my mum and took out my brush from my bag to start to brush my hair. I felt disgusting. My mum smiled. "Are you finally ready to go home? You really haven't been gone long."

"Yes. Even though its been 3 days does not mean I am not excited to go home. I miss all my friends. I miss Justin, David, and Melanie." My voice filled with excitement with every new word I breathe.

I sat back in my seat and heard the DING. 'everybody please fasten your seat belts and enjoy the flight". I got really excited as I took out my phone. This was going to be a long flight.

About a hour later I felt the airplane getting bumpy as it shifted lower and lower. I started to get worried. Were we all going to die? "Mum. What is happening?" My voice shook with fear.

"don't worry honey. Nothing is happening. I'm sure we are going to be fine. All airplanes do this." She assured me to the best of her ability.

"i'm not so sure. It didn't do this on the way here."

"geez kid stop freaking out." And that was the last thing I believed from my mum.

Soon the speaker system spoke "everybody please do not freak out but we are having minor problems with engineering right now. Be prepared to crash. Everybody please reach under your seat and find your garments".

Oh my god. This could not be happening. Goodbye mummy I thought. I rushed to try to find the gear but I couldn't find it. The last thing I heard before being surrounded in cool ocean and passing out was the sound of screams. Then everything went black.

At hospital.......

(mum's pov)

It has been 2 days since the plane crash and I was just sitting here looking at Heather at the hospital in England. The same one her father died in. I looked around the room and saw the door slowly open. A nurse came in. "Hi mum. Has Heather shown any signs of movement yet?" She asked with her false, plastic voice.

I sighed and shook my head no. My baby was in a coma and wouldn't wake up. She had to get a heart transplant yesterday because she got too much chemicals and acids into her system. They also had to give her more blood because she was bleeding severely. I was so afraid for my baby girl. It hurt. The nurse also said that we would be stuck on this side of the world because she isn't allowed to fly. Great. Now we're stuck on the other side of the world and cannot go back to America. What am I going to tell Heather when she wakes up? Right now I had no idea.

The nurse checked the monitor and said "She has no new signals telling us that she will wake up. We have no idea when or if she will wake up either. It might be a few more days or it might be a few more years. We have no idea at the moment." I just wanted to smack that smile off that bitches face.

When she said that Heather might not wake up I burst into tears. I took Heather's hand. "Baby wake up. For me. For your sister and brothers. For everybody. Please." I wailed. I waited for her to wake up but nothing happened. Okay so I was freaking out. I don't think it is fair. I would rather be the one to get hurt than her.