Letters to Juliet (1D/Niall Horan FanFiction)

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

*Niall’s POV*

I was sat in the waiting room, awaiting the doctor’s news about Juliet. Gosh, I’m such a twat. I’m stupid and dumb and I don’t pay any attention.

My thoughts were interrupted by a nurse striding towards me. She was tall, blonde, and skinny with piercing green eyes, obviously Harry’s type. He will have her phone number by the time we go back on tour, even though he is dating Sarah because Irish people were just that way. Oh no, the tour! I totally forgot. What am I gonna do?

“Hi, are you Niall Horan?” she asked in a sweet, yet concerned tone. “Yes, who might you be?” I questioned, even though in knew she was the nurse.

“I’m Rebecca Torren, Juliet’s nurse, but you can call me Becky if you’d like.” She smiled and I nodded. “How is Juliet doing? I’m really worried.” I said.

“She is not doing well. Her airways are inflamed, making it hard for her to breathe, and her tongue is swollen, making it hard for her to swallow. She is sleeping right now, and she probably won’t wake up much until we can fix everything.” I could see the nurse felt for me, but I didn’t want her to right now. I wanted to walk in there and my princess be fine. I was stupid for not knowing she was allergic to orange and I was careless. And she may not be in the state she is in if I had gotten her to the hospital faster.

“Can I see her?” I felt the tears welling up in my eyes, but I wasn’t crying yet. “Yes you may. Your friends are already in there. You had fallen asleep in here when they arrived and I didn’t want to wake you. You looked so peaceful.” She smiled warmly and I wanted to scream with joy that she wasn’t dead. “Oh and when you get in there, could you give this to this to the boy with curly hair?” she handed me a small white slip of paper with a phone number on it. I nodded and ran to the room Juliet was in.

Everyone was there, Sarah, Delilah, Maci, Morgan, and all the lads. They all turned to me as I walked in and suddenly I felt self-conscious.

“How are you Niall?” that was Maci. “That doesn’t matter as long as my Juliet is ok,” I brushed past them and went straight for the hospital bed on which my girlfriend was lying, lifeless and sleeping.

Her chest rose and fell, indicating she was still breathing and I was grateful.

“It’ll all be ok, I’m here,” I whispered to the sleeping Juliet and she stirred a little, never waking up. The hot, salty tears started streaming down my pale face and I looked down, hoping no one would notice.

“It’s gonna be alright man.” Louis said reassuringly. He patted me on the back. “Delilah and I have to go but we will come back and check on you later mate.” He said and walked out with his arm around Delilah’s waist.

“Don’t worry. She’s a strong girl and she will pull through,” Maci said. She hugged me from behind and Liam joined her. “Would you like to come have dinner with us mate?” Liam spoke softly and tenderly. “I would, just anywhere but Nando’s.” I heard Sarah and Harry gasping from behind me. “It’s Juliet’s favourite. I can’t eat it without her.” I explained. They nodded and Harry and Sarah stayed as we left.

In the car on the way to the restaurant, I got a text from Harry.

From: Harold

Jules is awake. We told her u just left.

I sighed in frustration and replied:

From: Me

I wanna stay in the room with her tonite. Ask that blonde nurse if it’s ok

We drove the rest of the way and the ride was torture. The last time I was in a car it was taking Juliet to the hospital because she couldn’t breathe. I swallowed the lump in my throat and went into the restaurant.

I received a text from Harry as we were being seated.

From: Harold

U can’t u rn’t a relative. And she says hi

I threw my phone on the table and ran my hands through my hair. I was so frustrated. Why wouldn’t they let me stay with her. She was in London where her parents couldn’t be at the moment because they were in America on business and they won’t let me stay.

“Jeez Nialler. Calm down!” Liam said from the other side of the table. Maci punched him on the shoulder. He groaned. “Don’t yell at the poor boy. If it was me you would be stressed too, wouldn’t you Li Li?” she question and Liam looked down at the table.

I picked up my phone and texted back.

From: Me

Can she call me? I wanna talk to her

I just wanted to hear her voice and know she was ok. That was all I wanted and all I needed right now. I needed to know she was ok, especially since I couldn’t stay with her tonight. The waitress came and took our order, slipping me her phone number. Girls can be so weird. Another text from the one-and-only came in.

From: Harold

She can’t talk. Her throat is swollen and so is her tongue

I set my head back on the booth, settling it on the soft cushion.

“What’s the matter?” Maci asked, her voice sweet and concern flowing through it. “She can’t talk, she can’t really breathe so she’s hooked up to a ventilator, I can’t talk to her, I can’t stay with her tonight because I’m not a relative, do I need to go on?” Both shook their heads and started a new conversation.

I wish that could be Jules and I, sitting there, our fingers intertwined, looking at each other like there’s not another person—or care—in the entire world. And everything would be alright. We wouldn’t have anything to worry about. We could be talking and laughing and smiling and looking into each other’s eyes, understanding everything. We could look at each other the way Liam and Maci are right now, like they love each other more than the tongue can tell.

Our food arrived and I didn’t bother texting Harry back. He probably didn’t expect anything back, or at least I hoped he didn’t, because he wasn’t getting anything back.

I didn’t eat much. It was like the only time ever in history I wasn’t hungry. I couldn’t touch half of it because it was Mexican food—chicken, white cheese, and Mexican rice to be exact—and it was Juliet’s favourite. Neither of the other’s asked why I wasn’t eating, and I didn’t expect Maci to, especially because she knew it was Juliet’s favourite. She knew Jules like the back of her hand, every fine detail and that is a good relationship for them to have.

We finished our meal mostly in silence, and it was awkward silence. (Acca-awkward! Sorry I love that movie! ~Sydney) we got back into the car after dinner and started driving the long drive home.

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Hello Lovelies! I have a longer chapter for u!!! YAY!!! it took me forever to write so I hope u enjoy!

Poor Niall...he's so sad! It should be a law not to make him sad....but I have to.....if u wanna show ur support for them plz comment #Nuliet :)

The song at the side in the multimedia section.....I'm obsessed with it.....and another one (which I will put for the next chapter).....and that whole album. They have no relevance to the story whatsoever.....but expect Little Mix to be over there for a while :) #MixerForever #Directioner #TeamNiam

M'kAy ByE

Lots of Love,

Sydney♪♫