Dark Niall

chapter 30

~Dark Niall~30

I shakily look down and see a perfect shot right threw my ribs. It hurt. Everything seemed to become muffled though now. When I look back up at Niall tears of anger and horror threatened to spill. I collapses just in time for him to catch me. "Shit, Lillie," he panics as I see the police taking Alan away. "Call her an ambulance!" He yells at the police and Harry. He looks back down to me with tears clouding his blue eyes. "Hold on Lillie, j-just hold on." His hand was clutched over mine, which was clasped around the gun shot. Blood stained Niall and I's hands. His other hand kept me cradled into him as he slowly rocked back and fourth crying silently. My expression was soft. I just stared up at Niall as my eye sight became blurry. Very burry. I clutched Niall's hand tighter as I was kind of scared. I feel him squeeze back and he pulls me closer to his lips. "Your alright Lil, your gonna be alright, you have to be, please," he gushes over and over. I wish that were true. But I feel myself getting colder and fainter. I was drifting. "Lillie, keep your eyes open! Don't you dare close them!" He speaks harshly to me. I try. I really do try. But my eyelids feel like a thousand pounds. I can't do it. I'm not that strong. My eyelids flutter closed after a bit and Niall squeezes me. "Lillie!? Lillie open your eyes now! God dammit where is the ambulance!!" I try to tell him it's okay. That it didn't hurt so much anymore. But I couldn't find my lips. I couldn't feel much of anything. Niall is screaming at me now but I can barely hear him. It was like he was drifting away and his voice was just a small echo. Or maybe I was drifting? Makes more sense. The only thing I feel is when my grip loosens and falls from Niall's. "LILLIE!? LILLIE DON'T! KEEP FIGHTING! GOD DAMMIT LILLIE, DON'T LEAVE ME!" Was the last thing I heard from Niall's strained urgent voice. Did I just stop breathing? It broke my heart but I didn't have a choice. I was being sucked further and further into darkness. It was scary at first. Cold. Like I was in no control of my body. Floating under water and being held down by a presser more like. It's when I start to feel warmth, when I am no longer afraid. Darkness turned into a blinding whiteness and it felt nice. I keep floating closer and closer to the warmth. I needed it. I urned it. As I feel myself almost nose to nose with it I hear something. Soft sobs. I don't know where it's coming from but it's defiantly getting louder. Then a voice. "Don't leave, I'm so sorry, p-please j-just don't leave," a raspy voice whimpers. I new that voice all to well. Niall. Niall's voice. It broke me. It broke me to bits to hear him like that. I feel a sudden rush. Like when you rush to swim to the surface of water kind of rush. A tugging feeling. I didn't understand what was happening. I didn't want to leave Niall. But right now, I don't think I was exactly given a choice.

Niall's P.O.V

Alan throws me back to the ground as he reaches for something behind him. He whips out a gun and cocks it back almost instantly. Shit, this is it. Lillie was gonna sit there and have to watch me die. I hear a loud piercing gun shot threw my ears and pinched my eyes shut. I waited for the pain but none came. I open my eyes to see Lillie crotched down in front of me holding her ribs. I understood all to quickly on what had just happened. "LILLIE!?" I yell in horror. She had just taken that bullet for me. Dammit Lillie! She looks at me in confusion but then looks down at the shot. Her hands are soaked in blood as the tremble. She looks back up at me and I can feel tears coming. No. No this couldn't happen. She collapses in my arms looking ghostly pale. "Shit, Lillie," I panic holding her close to me. I wasn't gonna let her leave me. Not ever. Out of the corner of my eye I see Alan being dragged away from us from the police. "Call her an ambulance!" I shout to them. I look back down to her tears dripping down as well. "Hold on Lillie, j-just hold on," I've never really cried before. But this, this I wanted to sob for. She needed to be okay. I can't lose her. I can't lose everything that makes me happy. Her eyes became very on focused and I can feel the warm liquid poor out of her and threw our hands. She squeezes her grip on me and she looks scared, even though her expression was pretty much blank the whole time. Which scared me. I squeeze back and bring her cold body closer to me. ""Your alright Lil, your gonna be alright, you have to be, please," tears fall down from my face. I love her. I love her and I was gonna lose her forever and it will be all my fault. Her eyes start to close and I panic. "Lillie, keep your eyes open! Don't you dare close them!" I speak roughly to her. She tries but I can tell she's struggling. I felt like everything inside of me was falling apart. I was sitting here watching her die. I couldn't protect her and now she's dying. Her eyes start to close again and a wave of protections comes over me. "Lillie!? Lillie open your eyes now! God dammit where is the ambulance!!" I was getting angry. Lillie's eyes stayed closed and her cold hand fell from mine. She just stopped breathing. "LILLIE!? LILLIE DON'T! KEEP FIGHTING! GOD DAMMIT LILLIE, DON'T LEAVE ME!" I breeze out of my mouth. I feel someone try and take her from me and I react before I can think. I snap and punch however it was straight in the nose. It was a medic. Harry, I think his name was, puts a hand on my chest and holds me back as they take her limp body away from me and into the back of the truck. My whole body trembles and I'm sobbing angrily. I rush into the truck with them and nobody tries to stop me. They know better. She had to be okay, she just had to be. I keep repeating that to myself over and over. I lean down and whisper, "Don't leave, I'm so sorry, p-please j-just don't leave," The medics push me back and their lucky I didn't rip them apart right then and there. But I had to remember they were helping Lillie. So I just sat there as they worked around her. We finally get there and I'm informed Lillie has to go in for surgery. The bullet got lodge in her rib cage. Jesus Christ I felt sick. She could be in pain. I had to wait outside in the waiting room for what seemed like an entirety. But then the cops come up to me. That couldn't be good. I just new it wasn't. "Hello Horan, we need to talk....."