When Love Reaches...(One Direction Fanfiction)

Conditions

---Fiona's P.O.V.---

"Oh Kendall..." I trailed off in tears, looking at her body from the side of the bed. The surgery was going to be done in a few days since her parents requested that they wait until they got there. The doctors were unsure on if they could keep her in good condition by then, but they assured us that she would just be unconsious until regular blood flow or after surgery. 

Harry placed his hand on the bottom of my back, reassuring that he was here for me. I couldn't speak. Kenall was just hopeless. Her face was all bandaged and covered with breathing masks, her body was covered up by a sheet and a bunch of machienes. I squinted my eyes shut to wake up from this horrible nightmare...sadly, it wasn't a nightmare.

I touched her free hand, just dangling there. I felt myself start to cry. I walked out of the room, not making eye contact with Harry.

"Fiona!" He called after me, trailing my steps.

I sat down in a chair in the waiting room and sobbed violently. Harry followed me in.

"Fiona, no," Harry whispered, sitting next to me. He slid his arm around me and pulled me into his chest. I felt his lips on my head. I just cried and cried into his chest. His grip tightened. "It's going to be alright."

But was it? Is everything going to be alright? I couldn't handle it. I'd been in England for a few weeks and so far, it's been up and down. 

I took a deep breath and sat up.

"Are you alright?" Liam asked, walking into the room with a bottled water.

I nodded, wiping the tears from my cheeks. 

He sat down next to us and patted my shoulder, trying to calm me down.

"Liam, how's Niall?" Harry asked, turning towards him. His green eyes hopeful.

"He's in and out of sleep, doing better. He should be a lot better in about a week or so," Liam explained, showing a faint smile. He was hurting a lot. Danielle and him weren't doing well and his buddy was in the hospital. 

I could almost relate. My ex-fiance was a freak and my best friend is almost on her death bed. 

"Well let me know updates...where are the other boys?" Harry asked.

Liam chuckled a little and said, "Louis, El, Zayn, and Bella are on a double date-"

"Double date? As in Bella and Zayn?" Harry cut Liam off, concerned.

Liam cleared his throat and replied, "Well...yeah, they have a thing or something..."

Harry rolled his eyes and asked, "What are you going to do?" 

"Probably grab some lunch with whoever comes back and see if Niall is awake," He shrugged, pulling out his phone.

"You going to be alright?" I asked, seeing the saddness in his eyes.

He nodded and said, "I just want everything to turn out alright."

"It will, don't worry Liam," Harry assured, getting up and grabbing my hand. "I'm going to take my girl out tonight, try to get our minds off of things."

I looked up at him and replied, "You don't have to do that for me, I should just stay here and-"

"Fiona, Kendall isn't going to wake up tonight, the doctor even told us she's in a stage of sleep. You need to relax and come out with me tonight," Harry insisted, kissing my cheek.

He was right, she wasn't waking up until at the least tomorrow. I couldn't mope around here and cry.

"Alright, Styles, but where are we going?" I gave in.