'Fall' (Justin Bieber love story)*completed*

chapter forty seven

RYLIE'S P.O.V
I just sat there, staring in the distance. Cameras, fans and papz everywhere. My whole body numb. What if he doesn't make it? All of those dreams we had about the future? W-what if he doesn't make it through the night? Then what? I sat there for about 10 minuets, just staring at nothing. I needed to get out of there. "Rylie?" I turned to see a small girl, a fan I suppose. "Hey, what's your name?" I chocked out, motioning her to sit on the seat beside me. "Jade, why are you here?" She was about 4 or 5? "Urm, well, Justin's in hospital and.... He might not make it." I tried to hold back my tears. "He'll be okay, god has faith in Justin, so, god will allow Justin to be better." She gave me a hug and walked off. Maybe she was right? I mean I'm not a big person in religion but, ya know. I decided to hop back inside, maybe they're worried about me. I walked in to see the rest of the direction boys sat around Zayn. "Rylie?" I looked up and saw Harry walking towards me. "What's going on?" Tears forming in my eyes again. "Zayn's just worried that's all" he grabbed my hand and walked me over to him. His eyes were puffy and red, like he'd been crying. "Rylie?" He jumped up and hugged me tight. "Don't leave me okay?" I nodded. "I'm sorry it's just...." Don't cry don't cry... Too late. "It's just I'm worried Bout Justin, I- I have to see him..." I grabbed his arm and walked up to the receptionist. "I need to see my fiancée now." I spat. Not gonna lie I'm pretty pissed off. "Miss Rylie? You can see him" I turned to see the male doctor again. "I is he okay?" I trembled. "Nothing's changed from before, ill leave you guys in peace." Zayn sat on a chair near the door while I pulled one up beside Justin. "Hey... Justin.... You need to get b-better okay? Please, y-you can't g-go and leave me... It's not fair, this shouldn't of happened..." Zayn walked over and rubbed my back. "Get some rest..." He whispered walking away back to his chair. My eyes fell heavy and all went black. 

*DREAM*
"Clear!" Bang!
"Justin! Wake up! Don't go pleSeeee!!"
"Justin baby it's mum PLWASE..."
Nooooooo!
*END OF DREAM*

ZAYNS P.O.V
I can't believe it. I won't. Rylie is... So broken. It just.... Breaks me seeing her like this. All she's done is cry. And when they said he might not make it, she broke into more little pieces. *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEP* shit. I ran out the door. "CAN WE GET SOMEONE IN HERE PLEASE?" I shouted. About 5 nurses and doctors ran into the room. I picked up YN who woke as I moved her. "What's going on? ZAYN!" She screamed. We stood outside the door. Watching them swarm around him. "No no no this can't happen! He's suppose to make it!" She shouted to herself. Her fists clenched together and SLAM she punched the wall before sliding down it. "I need him. He can't go. He can't.... He just can't...." She whispered to herself. This is breaking me so much. Tears formed in my eyes as I watched her fragile body shake in fear. Her eyes red and heavy, her body's weak and unstable. "Miss Rylie? He's stable for now..." 
Her face lit a little as she turned to me. We waked back in. His face was just as before. But the only thing moving was his chest. Just like he was sleeping. Rylie walked back over. Her eyes fell heavy as she fell asleep. I grabbed some paper that was around the room, an a pen and started drawing. After an hour or so she woke again. "Zayn what are you doing?" She chuckled trying to stay as strong as possible. "Drawing, wanna see?" She nodded with her head still on Justin. "That's me and Justin!" Her cheeks still wet from crying. "Hey, he'll be okay..." She looked into my eyes. "I hope so..."