Ch. 28
Here For A Reason
*Niall's POV*
I wake up in a bed, this wasn't my own. I hear beeping and dripping coming from next
to me. I look at my hand and seeing an IV connected to me. Maybe this is all a bad
dream and if I go back to sleep everything will be fine.
I wake up again, theame bed, the same beeping and dripping noise, same IV but this time I'm
not the only one in the room. I see a girl with brown hair and only wearing sweats and
a hoodie. I finally figured it was Claire. Or at least I think.
"Claire?" I ask the mysterious girl.
"Oh my god Niall! You had me worried sick," she rushes to the bed.
"I'm fine, where are Addie and Ashton," I ask worry.
Claire didn't respond.
"Claire where are my kids," I asked in a slightly more demanding tone.
I saw tears start t form in the conner of her eyes.
"Ashton is upstairs getting a cast in his broken leg and Addie is,"
Before she could even finish she starts crying. The most I have ever seen her cry. I
didn't know if I should start crying but if I tried not to I would.
"Where is Addie?" I say choking in those words.
"S-she's in the IC r-room, she has blood lose and hasn't woken up yet," she tells me while sobbing.
"W-why are we all here ,did I do this?" My voice is shaking in fear wondering if I did this
to those to wonderful children.
"No, you were driving down the highway and you had the right away. You turned right
and someone didn't stop and hit your side of the car and directly hit where Addie was
sitting," she explains.
"So it's my fault." I ask ready to cry.
"No, no, no. It's not your fault. It--"
"It's my fault my daughter is fucking hospital and about to die from losing blood. It's
my own damn fault Ashton broke his foot," I tell her, mad at myself for letting this happened.
"NIALL! " she yells at me.
I look up to her. She had this look in her eyes that I had never seen before.
"Everything is going to be fine. The doctor said all we need is a match for Addie's blood
type and it will be fine," Claire tells me.
"Have you been tested?" I questioned her.
"Yes," she replyed looking anywhere but my eyes.
"Are you a match?" I ask her needing to know the answer
She doesn't look up at me.
"Claire are you a match?" I question again.
She's still looking down at the cold floor. "No." She whispers quietly,
"But I have called to boys and your mother and father and also Greg are coming down
to get tested. Out of eight of us one of us hast to be a match." She says smiling weakly.
"You're right,I trust you'" I paged for a nurse to come in.
