Niall looked up from his natural position, which he had been in the past few days, while Hardy stayed in his room. He was still very confused and incredibly hurt that for the number of days he was in the hopital, Harry didn't come to see him once.
Niall was told that he came in before Niall had woken up, but Niall didn't know what to actually believe. He hadn't even moved from one spot ever since he came back, but the phone had started to ring, and he couldn't have ignored the third call. No one was home except for Harry, who for some reason wasn't even picking up the phone.
So, with incredible difficulty, he got into his wheel chair, and pushed himself towards the shelf where the phone was. He waited for another call since he missed it the third time while he was getting into his wheelchair.
The call came about five minutes later, and Niall was thankful he didn't get back into bed. But when he heard what the person on the other line had said, he wished he hadn't picked up.
"Hello? Is this Mr Horan?" She quickly asked. Niall replied with a quick and simple 'yes' and let the nurse continue with a very bad feeling at the out of his stomach.
"Harry Styles has gotten into an accident, with a truck crashing into him and flinging him to the other side of a road where another car hit him, please come to the hospital,"
When Niall didn't reply, she said something else which made him drop the phone,
"He isn't breathing, please come,"
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50 Days // Narry AU
FanficFifty days of traveling and fifty days of Harry writing in the small journal. 'I think I have found him, without physically finding him. I know I have, because I find these little things. Things only he would do, and...
