Double-Crossed (A One Direction FanFic)

Chapter 3

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Next thing I know, I'm in Noah's car driving to his mom's doctors office. I must, have passed out because I dont remember Noah carrying me to his car. I'm in the back seats of his 2010 beige Toyota Corrola (which I may or may not have recomended to him). He usually is the very  "loose" type of driver -one hand out the window, one hand relaxed at the bottom of the steering wheel- but today his firm hands are clenched at the top of the steering wheel. His knuckles are turning white because of his tight grip and he is leaning forward as he is completley focused on the road ahead.

I decide to get up and strech a bit from my fetal position in th ebck seats of his small car. I completley forget about my injuries as I lift my hands up to stretch feeling a searing pain in my side.

"AGHHHH!!" I scream.

"SABRINA!" Noah shouts in return looking at me completley loosing his focus on the road.

All I see is a gigantic truck headed towards us. Me and Noah exchange frantic stares.

And then everything goes black.

(A/N I was going to leave a clifthanger there but then the chapter would be too short)

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BEEP! BEEP!

Shut up

BEEP! BEEP!

Shut up

BEEP! BEEP!

"Will you mother fucking shut up!" I yell at my alarm clo- wait thats not my alarm clock.

I open my eyes to see a blinding white light above my head. I quickly close my eyes and try to adjust to the light.

Once I do, I look around to realize I'm in a hospital room. A boring plain white room with a hint of blue.

I look to my right to see the source of the beeping -my heart moniter. I've seen enough soap operas to know my heart rate looks pretty stable.

But thats not the only sound I hear. Wait is that . . . sobbing?

On my left kneeling on my bed is my mo- wait no is that . . . Noah's mom?

Maybe she was worried I wouldnt wake up from my what? Coma? I dont know.

Or maybe-

NO

No, no, no

Noah has to be in a near by room right? Probably making even the nurse laugh. Back off nurse. I mentally chuckle.

I try to talk but realize I can't. Am I even breathing? I must have shouted my earlier . . . remark . . . mentally?

I realize I cnt talk because of some mask that is probably helping me breathe. I rip off the mask which leads to another series of annoying beeping -probably summoning a nurse to my room- Noah's mom jerks up instantly.

"Mrs. Green?" My hoarse voice chokes.

I through the mascara running down her face I can see the sadness in her eyes as she shakes her head. Ansering the question that was never asked.

Noah

My boyfriend

The only one who truly understands me

Who loves me for who I am

With his brunette shaggy hair, polo shirts and khakis shorts

And an award winning smile 

Is dead

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DUH DUH DUH! Ok so writting this almost made me cry. So just please like comment and vote. Are there any @iisuperwomanii fans out there. IVE SEEN EVERYONE OF HER VIDS!!!! Comment if you are and if you notice and "SUPERWOMAN REF-ER-ENCES" throughout my story.

Shmeur

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