Truly, Madly, Deeply

CHPT 32

-Chapter 32-

(Louis's POV)

Waiting.

I had been waiting for 4 hours.

I guess I know how she felt.

I was sitting there in the waiting room biting my nails with the rest of the gang, no one spoke. How could we?!

"Louis Tomlinson" someone said

I stood up straight away.

He said my name wrong but I couldnt care less.

All I cared about was Mackenzie.

He motioned for me to come over, I did as I was told.

"how is she?" I asked

He just shook his head.

"how is she?" I asked a bit more firm

"her ribs and right leg are broken" he said

"is that all?" I said sarcasticly

"No" he said

"there's more?!" I asked

He nodded "she is in a coma."

"what." I said

"she is-"

"no don't say it again" I cut him off and put my face in my hands tears brimming

He sighed "she has 10 days to regain her consciousness. And if she doesn't, we'll know that her state is, well... you know."

I know exactly what he meant.

She may be dead.

I can't even expain the feeling I was experiencing.

All I can say was it felt like a living Hell.

Bloody Hell.

What have I done.

"a-and if she do-does wake up, everything will go back to normal, right?" I managed to choke out

He sighed again.

"RIGHT?!" I said looking up

He looked at me apologeticly "we arnt sure of that yet."

I nodded.

"you and your friends can visit tomorrow" he said

I thanked him and walked back to my seat, head hanging, tears falling.

As I sat down everyone started asking me how she was.

I just shook my head and looked at my lap.

"is she okay mate?" I heard Harry ask

I looked up tears still falling.

"what do you think?" I yelled bluntly "she was hit by a car, of corse she's not okay"

Every one looked taken aback.

I shook my head and looked down again "broken ribs, leg, in a coma, and might be dead"

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