A.M. (A Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter Forty

Darcy's P.O.V

I sit there registering those words in my head and not wanting them to be true. Liam's voice held pain and it is impossible to think that it is just a joke. I breathe in deeply clutching the phone in my hand.

Oh, Niall.

I shake my head, trying to clear my thoughts. I limply but quickly stand up from the bed. The truth hits me like a wave.

He will be waiting for me.

I need to see him. Now.

I hurriedly put on my shoes and since I'm wearing my pyjama shorts I switch it with jeans and pull on a jacket before heading down the stairs with my car key clutched in my hand. I had to take my old car since the car they gifted me is still in their home.

I keep praying that Niall should be alright as I start my car. My phone buzzes and I take it out to see the text message from Liam.

Frowing, I start driving. I roll my windows down to let the fresh air in. I breathe in deeply trying to calm myself but how Liam spoke on the phone, worried and urgent makes me unable to do so. I run my fingers through my hair to keep them from blocking my view of the road.

What the hell was he doing? Driving in the middle of the night.

I turn my car to the left and keep driving. The road is deserted and the city is creepily silent. The only source of light is from my car, the street lights and the moon.

I slow down my car when I near the hospital gate and my breathing suddenly becomes erratic and I am suddenly worried. My heart beats louder as I park my car in a vacant space.

I slam my door shut and jog towards the hospital. I go up to the receptionist, "Can you tell me where Mr.Horan is admitted?"

The girl goes through a book before looking up at me and I tap my fingers on the counter impatiently.

"Room No.139. First floor"

"Thank you" I mumbled and choose the stairs over elevator and I start taking two steps at a time to reach the floor sooner.

I come to halt when I see Harry and Rose. I walk towards them my heart beating faster than ever.

Rose points a finger at a door and I realize that she is indicating that it is where Niall is. I first want to know how he is doing though. I can't look at him when he is in pain.

I opened my mouth but nothing comes out. The worried look on both of their faces drains me.

I clear my throat, trying to find my voice.

"Is he okay?" I managed to ask but it comes out as a squeak and I mentally slap myself.

"They didn't tell us anything about him yet. They are looking after him." Harry says and I nod my head slowly.

"Did you look at him? Did he look okay?" I ask him, hoping to get a positive answer.

Harry clears his throat before answering, "He was unconscious when I saw him" Harry said and I nod my head again.

"When can I see him?" I ask and I find myself feeling so small. I keep hoping that he is okay and nothing is wrong with him. But this hospital atmosphere is making me feel no good.

"They'll call us. Till then take a seat" Rose said embracing me in a warm hug. I smile lightly at her affectionate gesture to comfort me.

I walk towards the couch at the end of the hallway where I find Liam and Louis sitting silently.