*******Zayn's POV.********
I sit here watching Ally's lifeless chest slowly rise and fall. Occasionally she would squeeze my hand in pain or start to cry. And all I can do is tell her that I love her and that everything will be alright.
The boys are waiting outside the hospital room, to scared to know what will happen next. They question me, ask me what happened but I can't. All I have done is fall into pieces, crying ever time I think of it.
Every time I see Ally, the red patches on the white sheets, watching Ally cry. Everything makes me remember what happened. The first time we stepped in this hospital room two weeks ago.
(FLASHBACK)
Ally and I walk over to our car, her small hands in my big ones as the cold breeze hits our bare skin. She shivers from the cold and I wrap my coat around her shoulders. I open the door as she steps in, me walking over to the drivers seat afterwards.
Ally talks about how much fun we had and how thankful she was that I made today the best day of her life.
We were driving through the city streets talking when I a bright light came across my view. I was so confused that I didn't realise what was about to happen until it did.
The car came bolting towards Ally's side as I held her hand. The car hit before I could do anything about it and Ally was already hurt.
The window was smashed, leaving cuts covering her skin.
I stopped the car to the nearest park at a hairdresser. I was hurt myself but all I could think about was Ally. I stumbled to the other door, carrying a crying Ally.
Tears fell to the ground as I laid her down on my jacket. I took my shirt off and ripped into pieces before wrapping them around the large cuts on her legs, one on her wrist and one on her forehead.
I gently laid a kiss on her cheek, telling her she will be alright.
My trembling hands dialled 911 on my phone and I took about two minutes before the answered. I told them everything between cries and they said they will try to get there as fast as they can. I started screaming for help even though no one was to be seen. I fell to my feet, giving up.
I stared at the concrete, holding Ally's hand until a saw the lights. They took Ally away into the ambulance and even though it was only a second being away from her, I couldn't bear it. The nurses took my hand, leading me in where I fell to pieces.
Afterwards, the told me that I had injured myself but I refused to stay away from Ally. For a week I stayed in a hospital room next to Ally's where I could see her through the window. When they let me out, I stayed with Ally every minute and hadn't left the room once.
Minutes later, they told me Ally had lost a lot of blood and had to stay here for a while. It broke my heart. It broke my heart to see her.
And it broke my heart to leave her. The only thing I could do was tell her everything would be okay and that I love her with all my heart.
(OUT OF FLASHBACK)
*********Ally's POV.************
I force my eyes open, not looking forward to the day ahead of me. All the countless days I've been here have all been the same. Nurses walking in and out, telling me I'm getting better or worse. Slept. Cried in pain. Trying to remember how to breathe.
The only thing I look forward to is when I see Zayn still there when I wake up or fall asleep. To see Zayn lying next to me, my hand in his.
The boys had visited lots but they couldn't bear the sight. Especially Louis. Louis couldn't speak and didn't eat when he was with me. He thought he had lost me. He is as broken as me.
*********Louis POV.************
It has been two weeks since the accident. Two weeks of crying. Two weeks of hoping Ally will be alright. It breaks my heart to see my cousin wrapped in blood stained sheets barely breathing.
They say they got hit by a drunken driver. Speeding and out of control. But all we can say is that she will be alright and that we love her.
I haven't spoken to anyone. I haven't eaten much. All I can think of is Ally.
