Hi guys! (: Sorry about this late update, but school started on Monday and I've been having homework everyday with no time to write! I'm so sorry, and I hope you guys understand. And excuse me while I say I FUCKING LOVE YOU GUYS! 😊😘❤ This fanfic has 850 reads all because of YOU! So again, I'd like to say a massive, MASSIVE thank you to each and every one of you wonderful, lovely, amazing readers. (: Now enough of my blabbing! Go enjoy the chappie! (; xx
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*Niall's POV*
"Niall..."
I stare in shock as Carrie-Lee passes out on the floor.
The lads ran to her aid while I stand here beside her frozen to the spot.
Liam pulls out his cellphone and calls 999. He half yells into the phone, frantically and fast, telling them everything he knows.
Harry has Carrie-Lee in his arms with tears sliding down his cheeks, while pleading with her to wake up.
Louis is knelt down beside Harry with a hand on his back in an attempt to comfort him. Louis looks just about as devastated as Harry does, but he holds himself together for Harry's sake.
And last but not least, Zayn is beside me trying to get me to move and snap out of the shocked state that I'm in.
"Niall? Niall? Niall! Niall, snap out of it! Niall?!" He waves his hand in front of my face, shakes my shoulders, and slaps my cheeks, but nothing is working. It feels as if my body is frozen in place, and no matter how much I tell myself to move and do something, nothing happens.
I hear sirens outside and I see lights flash through the windows. Minutes later, four medics rush in with a gurney and start tending to Carrie-Lee. One of the medics takes her out of Harry's arms, and another one holds him back while he yells and tries to hold on to Carrie-Lee. He desperately pleads with them to let him stay with her, but they refuse and tell him repeatedly to calm down.
"She needs me! You can't just take her away from me! Please! Please let me stay with her! If you have a heart you would let me see her! Please!" He pleads over and over again, but they only push him back more.
They roll her out of the house and lift her into the back of the ambulance, slamming the doors shut with a bang.
"Since there isn't any room left in the back, you'll have to drive to the hospital yourselves if you want to be with her. I'm very sorry." One of the medics explains to us before she leaves us standing alone in the large, now quiet hallway.
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*Liam's POV*
I stand devastated and lost for words, my mind racing about everything that has just happened. Hell, I don't even know what just happened.
Harry is an emotional mess while Louis holds him in his arms trying desperately to calm him down, Zayn is pacing back and forth across the hallway muttering things to himself, and Niall is still standing in the same spot as he was when Carrie-Lee collapsed, staring blankly at the floor.
I walk over beside him and stare at him. "Niall? Are you okay? Niall?"
I call his name over and over while shaking his shoulders, but he continues to stare at nothing.
"It's no use, mate. I've tried everything, but he just stands there. It's really starting to freak me out." Zayn explains.
"Yeah, me too." I reply agreeing with him. "But hey, what are we doing still standing here? We should be following that ambulance to the hospital! Let's go!"
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